>>6344789Rhaevus dances over to the nearest one and pinches her tail, cackling at the girl’s reaction… or lack thereof. And the others? They just stare ahead like car headlights in a traffic jam. For better or worse, you found them:
Tzah-Tzie’s sisters. None of them could be much older than her, you think… aside from two in the back who remind you of Vilah and Dilah: that pair of plucky Durher kits that guided you through the Rags District.
The lump in your chest migrates up into your throat as you meet their blank gaze with one of your own. You silently pray to whoever’s listening in that they’re just drugged…
Rhaevus, it would seem, has long forgotten about you as he starts to caress his ‘choice’. “Soft…” He purrs as his ‘partner’ sits like a wide-eyed statue and endures his touch, “Just… just like my Jinta… my… my dearest…”
Any tenderness in his voice disappears as the Durher violently grabs the girl’s cheeks in his claws and brings his face close to hers!
“... You… you know who I am… SAY it…”
Fortunately for you, the guards deemed it wise to close the door behind you. Unfortunately for you, the thick air makes breathing tricky–whatever you plan on doing with these ladies, you’d better do it fast!
… Where have you <span class="mu-i">smelt</span> this stuff before?
What’s the plan?
>Try to speak with one of the girls!>Incapacitate Rhaevus!>KILL Rhaevus!><span class="mu-r">Hungry, RED?</span>>Try to locate a way out!>Get Rhaevus to distract the guards!>BIISII’S BAG!>Stay Silent… see what happens!>Write-In! 