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❰ here's... a pretty unfamiliar face, at this point. guess who's finally escaped into the light of day. ...well, cave light, so it's still pretty dim, but whatever.
she looks frazzled, hair tied back, with dirt smudged on her face. her nonchalance is overlaid by a definite note of done-with-this-shit. ❱
Right, so those caves? No freaking joke.
Juuuust saying.
she looks frazzled, hair tied back, with dirt smudged on her face. her nonchalance is overlaid by a definite note of done-with-this-shit. ❱
Right, so those caves? No freaking joke.
Juuuust saying.
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im kind of worried about my dog tho if you could check on him
text.
i'm awesome that way
or whatever
anyway i'm coming
text.
be here i guess
text.
❰ don't mind her, going silent while she heads off to look.
an hour or so later comes another text ❱
first three holes weren't you. good thing i didn't have to dig to find out
you still have air right? like
yeah
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getting a little harder
to bresathe i
hope noishe isnt lonely
text.
doing cardio for you, pal, so you better not die on me
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there is no try
❰ aka keeping him talking to make sure he didn't kick it ❱
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16
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so basically yeah
text.
you said it wrong
text.
one might even say
yodaprived
ba-dum tshhh
(my jokes get better when i'm not fresh outta cave hell)
text.
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just nothing
text.
is how the voew goes
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found another hole. gonna have to dig this time, can you like knock on your box or something so i know it's you first
text.
[a moment of nothing and then a sound that's honestly a bit louder than a knock and a bit more like a CRUNCH]
oops
text.
what
did
you
DO
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i knocked too hard
text.
❰ cue so very much digging. he may begin to hear it soon. ❱
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ths dirrt tasts awfl
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Then stop freaking eating it, are you kidding me right now- ❰ THUNK. she found the box. give her a second to figure out how to open it - or just punch your way out, whatev ❱
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and then the entire lid of the box comes flying off from a slightly panicked kick by lloyd. hope your face wasn't in the way sally.
as soon as he's able, lloyd pushes himself weakly up into a sitting position and spits out some dirt as he wipes at his face with red gloved hands.]
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jeez, he's just a kid. younger than robbie, even. noah's age. this place seems to have a thing for traumatizing barely-legal boys, but whatever, gods being fucked up isn't anything new. look at the greek gods. they've got issues all up and out the ass. ❱
What even happened?
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even between the two of them and the extra strength that lloyd's exsphere affords him, its still a bit of a struggle getting him out of that hole. standing outside again finally on his own two feet, lloyd blinks a bit of dirt out of his eyes and offers her a weak and wholly unhelpful shrug.]
I don't know, I just [a little more coughing, the no water for three days thing had already been bad before he'd been treated to a face full of dirt on top of everything.] ... woke up in there.
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