[log] The Pit [open]

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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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[sharktrash]

[ He kinda does, yeah. Though he also doesn't mind putting in the effort for people he likes, so there is that. ]

Sounds good. [ He side-eyes the pit for a bit. ] Should probably get as far from it as possible and try to do something else. Wouldn't happen to have a deck of cards on you, would you?

[ He sort of regrets not picking up one of the games from the arcade now. Focusing on a different task would probably help keep the voice of the pit at bay. ]

[cahooted]

[Yes, distraction should be the name of the game.]

Nope. Have some books and stories I could offer, though?

[It's really too bad he doesn't know about your Rome nerdiness yet, Squalo.]

Have some charcoal, too, we could draw a gaming board.

[sharktrash]

[ He'll just... go take a seat by the wall and sort of tug Flynn along if he doesn't follow. Their "deal" and all. ]

I can play... checkers? [ he doesn't sound too sure ] What kinda books and stories? 'Cause I'm sure you know I prefer 'em flashy and fightey.

[cahooted]

Well... I have a book on European myths and legends? Lots of gruesome stuff in there. Gore and decapitation, as they used to do.

[He takes out one of the charcoal pens, drawing a checkers board.] Do you have something we can use for pieces? Otherwise we just have to draw them and our moves, too.

[sharktrash]

Afraid not. Unless we can use nails.

[ He pulls out a box and wiggles it. Honestly, the book sounds like the better option right now, even if he's not an avid reader. ]

Yeah it's usually good stuff. [ there were some especially gruesome tales up north as well. ] Show me the book?

[cahooted]

I guess we could. We'd just have to remember which nail is which.

[That might actually make the game a little more challenging! He digs in his messenger bag and hands the book over.]

There you go. Had it with me when I got here.

[sharktrash]

Hrrrrn.

[ Or more of an UTTER PAIN tbh. That noise definitely doesn't sound excited. ]

[ Squalo grabs the book and turns it over to look for summary, then opens it... and looks at Flynn. ]

Well that'd cover me, what about you? Should I read aloud?

[cahooted]

[What? Flynn blinks and looks up from his drawing.

The corner of his mouth moves up treacherously.]

Well, I wouldn't say no.

wrap up / fastforward?

[sharktrash]

Nerd.

[ But leave it to Squalo to actually read through probably the messiest myth he can find with intonations and gestures and probably a lot more swearwords than the book actually has. ]

[ It's going to turn out... quite entertaining, honestly. ]

wrap sounds good to me!

[cahooted]

[That's... okay, that's actually hilarious. And not just because Flynn loves stories – that's a plus, but it's great how Squalo actually delivers here.

He leans back, allowing himself to get engulfed in the performance that drowns out the lure of the pit for now.]