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

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[keepscalm]

Do you think trying to escape is stupider than sitting around waiting for that timer to hit zero? [England is clearly aiming to cut off Sealand's brattiness at the pass, though his response isn't as angry as it would be under normal circumstances. In fact, it sounds almost deceptively patient.

He's been in the position of waiting to die before, and it's not exactly the best way to make the most of your remaining time in the mortal world. It would just be insulting to all the people who would want to see him live on if he couldn't even say that he tried.]

[bydefacto]

Well, trying to escape by body slamming the bars won't work and is stupid. You're not that strong! [And a sure way to get electrocuted, it seems like. Not that he was worried...

He huffs, folding his arms across his chest. Sealand is not patient, but arguing with England sort of helps his panic in a weird way.]

[keepscalm]

Didn't exactly think to bring any explosives along with me. [Not that explosives would work, either, and his sarcasm makes that obvious. But what else was he supposed to do when their abilities were apparently disabled? Futile as it may be, he's not going along quietly.

He doesn't really know how to explain the principle of the thing to Sealand, though. It's a bit complex for a kid, especially one as stubborn at this one.]

[bydefacto]

I've got a sword! [It's said as smugly as ever, but Sealand isn't honestly sure what good a weapon like that is here. Though it'll be worth trying.]

I don't know if it'd get through the wall...