Endgame: This Broken Jaw of Our Lost Kingdoms; Part One

[animusmods]

Characters: open to those trapped in cells
Setting: the cells
Format: any
Summary: Those left abandoned in the Tower have some time to speak to each other. In the middle of the room, a clock counts down...
Warnings: general animus endgame warnings

Comments

[bloodyashes]

[The unfortunate thing about thought-speech is that it carries a person's emotional state far more effectively than real speech - and Asch is already a bit unsettled by the place himself.]

I know. At least it's dry.

[Weird thing to be grateful for, but it makes dropping his mind back to Choral Castle harder. Every little bit helps.]

[notachickenhawk]

<I know we can't give up but... I'm so tired. I haven't slept in a while.>

[If nothing's happening maybe he should try to take a quick nap...]

[bloodyashes]

[Good plan, birdfriend.]

Get some rest, then. I doubt there's going to be much chance when that timer runs out.

[And if they die... Well, better than sitting around waiting for it.]

[notachickenhawk]

<... Okay. Yell or something if I need to wake up. The Emergency Bird Broadcast System is at your service.>

[Thought speech is useful like that, as they'd found out. But he tries to find a comfortable spot - nothing is really comfortable, it's too flat - and closes his eyes. Even if he doesn't sleep, he can at least rest.]