[log] The Pit [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: Anyone participating in the Pit event.
Location: A room.
Date: Day 330
Summary: You wake up in a room.
Warnings: general warnings; potential for morbid/suicidal thoughts; note specific warnings in subject line, please!

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[motherserpent]

You're right, it's not my world. It just...sounds a lot like it in some ways.

There are always rules and it's always complicated and everyone has a different take on how they think it works.

[sleight_of_fate]

[He plucks at his bracelets. He's still not sure where this is going, but he does know that he's tired, hungry, and stressed by the crowded room.]

I think that's true for any world.

[He shrugs, and looks down his hands.]

...Thanks for being honest with me, anyway. I appreciate it.

[motherserpent]

[Was she, though? Was she really? Tess shrugs in response to the gratitude.]

Sure. I've never been good at lying anyway.

[sleight_of_fate]

[She's been honest enough regarding her issue with Rhys, and that's all that concerns him. She's welcome to her secrets: Rhys has more than a few of his own and it's not his business.]

Yeah, it's a shitty habit to get into, trust me.

[He doesn't really feel like there's much more to get out of this conversation, so he gives her a weary smile, then turns to go find a spot to hide in again.]

[motherserpent]

[Tess just offers him a little smile as he goes, and a gesture that's almost a wave goodbye.]