( on possibly apping to hollyheights )

[badplan]

You really have no idea what you're doing, do you?

... Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll take care of it, alright? I was gonna get out-- eventually, anyway. Stop fighting it and let me do my thing.

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[badfall]

Don't get lost on the way.

[badplan]

You gonna draw me a map?

[badfall]

Follow your nose. As far away from the scent of blood as you can go. Easy as that.

Unless you need a blood trail to follow. I can do that.

[badplan]

Pass!

[badplan]

... what's it like?

[badfall]

Boring. The sun's bright enough to burn, we don't heal like we should.

But she's not there, and the food's a lot better than the mush we're given.

[badplan]

Huh. I dunno, Heine, that all sounds pretty not-boring to me. Even the burning.

[badfall]

Definitely boring. You'll be vomiting for days.

[badplan]

Still sounds better than staying here.

[badfall]

Yeah.

You'll like it. Lily and Giovanni do.

[badplan]

You don't?

[badfall]

I don't trust it. We weren't meant for things like that.

[badplan]

Yeah, maybe. But just the fact that there's a clear way out means it's giving us a chance, doesn't it?

[ or it could be a trick, because this is too easy.

CONFLICT. ]

I get what you mean, but... it's outside.

[ did he say conflict? need to get out: overwhelming. ]

[badbite]

( !!!!!! )

Arthur! Arthur, Arthur, Arthur Arthur Arthur!!!

[badfall]

Something like that.

( brighter, there's nothing trying to dig it's claws into them, nothing to attack or kill or maim tear apart rip to shreds. it's not the same as down there, it's the opposite. no one to order them around make them do what they don't want, no threat of being disposed.

not that heine's been able to see just yet, at least. but he's been looking. always looking for the loophole because it's too good. there's always a catch. )

People disappear, get sent somewhere else. Lily and Giovanni haven't, yet. I haven't seen Lott or anyone else. But it is outside. Even if it's just a bigger cage. A brighter one. I can't complain, in comparison.

[badplan]

[ oh, was this something new? he could play along. ]

Lily, Lily, Lily...!

[ close enough. ]

[badbite]

Arthur, are you coming to see us? Are you going to come outside? ( tilting her head up, a hand reaching out to tug at his shirt, ) It's so bright out, Arthur! And there are flowers! And it's colorful and there are clouds and rainbows! And, and there's a lot of people different from us and they don't have collars and they don't regrow limbs—but I can't either anymore!

[badplan]

[ he wants to say that Lott'll get out soon too, he's someone that can handle himself well, but all thoughts focus on that small yet significant detail of people disappearing. a nightmare personified.

silence. what were they talking about?

... the outside, right. it would just have to be something to look out for. ]

Then it's settled! I'll get there and you can show me around all the things you do like, and if I vomit and you laugh at me I get to cut your bangs.

[badfall]

Since when was my hair part of this? I don't remember offering you my bangs.

[badfall]

But alright. And if you fall flat on your face when you wake up, I get to cut yours.

[badspine]

It's b-better here.

[badbreak]

Another one'a Lily's brothers, huh?

[badplan]

Whoa, whoa, mine's shorter! Pick something else.

[badplan]

Yeah, I think so. [ reaches out to muss up her hair at that tug ] You'll show them all to me when I get there, right? I'm counting on ya', Lily.

[badplan]

So I hear... I bet you threw up a lot though, huh? [ g r i n ]