@mansbane | audio | december 15th

[bravelyrunsaway]

Hahaha... ha... ha... loves, I hate being a bother, but I'm in a bit of a situation.

( there's a pause, and some strained breathing; also sounding a little like he's talking in a closed space. )

The, er, enthusiastic party of young women? Have locked me into a chest. And are refusing to let me out.

( he's a werewolf, he's more than strong enough to get out, right! he clears his throat. )

I'm also tied up. Just got the gag out now.

Comments

un: anzhi

[balancedwire]

[ He is not sure what to make of that. ]

... In an actual chest.

[ Like ones on a pirate ship or those that sit at the end of a noble's bed? ]

[bravelyrunsaway]

( yes, exactly like those. )

They even left some of the linens in.

[balancedwire]

[ He is not going to laugh at that despite wanting to. ]

So, where exactly are you location wise?

[bravelyrunsaway]

In the storming wing they're in, far as I can smell!

[balancedwire]

I'm sure between myself, and others, we'll find a way to get you out.

un : deft hand of little deaths (voice)

[scrapgege]

..... Why would they do that? And can't you just... get yourself out?

[He knows what you are now, so it sort of feels like a non-problem?]

Re: un : deft hand of little deaths (voice)

[bravelyrunsaway]

I don't have room to brace in here.

( he says, actively grumbling. also the tied up part in a confined space doesn't have an easy break out plan, whatever his strength. problems!!! )

(voice)

[scrapgege]

Oh.

Do you know where you are? I can probably break it open.

[bravelyrunsaway]

Still in their wing, not certain which room. Most likely the bride-to-be's.

un: absterge

[downswing]

Unarmed women withhold you?

[bravelyrunsaway]

Why you insist on writing... foolishness. Yes, love, unarmed women in the classic sense, so you see my difficulty!

[downswing]

You may wrench free.

[bravelyrunsaway]

Exactly how large of a chest with room for bracing while tied do you expect I'm in, love?

voice; un: mccoy

[homeostatic]

The least they could have done is asked you first.

( not the wildest bachelorette party he's ever heard of. huh. )

Alright, try to relax, you're gonna use up more oxygen if you panic. They still staying in the same wing?

[bravelyrunsaway]

They're too fascinated with their own cleverness, consent doesn't appear to rank high in current festivities.

( which is fine if it doesn't involve him, but now it searing well does, and this is not what he cares to deal with! )

As far as I can tell they are, yes, and use what? Oxygen? What's oxygen?

[homeostatic]

Air. Be there in a minute.

( It's more like five, but whatever, Licyn may hear the faint knock when his savior arrives to waylay, distract, or boss his way into rescue. )

[bravelyrunsaway]

What's the searing point of saying anything other than air?!

( This is a grumbled complaint, because he doesn't care that much, but he's starting to cramp from his confined position. Systematically doing what he can to tighten and loosen muscles too increase blood flow is about his limit. )

Are you at their entrance? Don't let them distract you! Also, don't touch their wine!

un: sling shot

[slippin]

Need someone to stop by and yell fire? [ An extremely casual offer. ]

[bravelyrunsaway]

Only if you're planning to them run inside, break open a chest, and have deft fingers or a knife you know how to use to get through rope, love, because shouting fire has a way of getting people to accidentally cause minor fires in response.

( this is also casual, but also isn't a no. just a don't leave him hanging! or tied and trussed. )

[slippin]

What, you think they're gonna— [ Flee without a second thought, condemning him to a fiery demise? Jimmy's voice tapers off, along with some of his amusement. It occurs to him, belatedly, that this guy must on some level be freaking out. ]

Well, I was thinking we'd take the whole chest and swap it out for an identical chest, only that chest would have a skeleton inside, so when they finally got around to letting you go, they open it up and learn a valuable lesson about the transient nature of life and so forth.

[ A pause. ] But sure, we can do it your way. Are you, uh—should I bring a robe or something?

[bravelyrunsaway]

( what kind of elaborate jest would all that even entail? he's momentarily distracted by the thought of where one gets an intact skeleton, huffing out an amused breath. gravedigging seems reliable. or ask one of the people who do death magic to summon up one, just like that.

he hates that thought. oh, how he hates that thought. )

Only if you mind nudity.

( he says, on the end of the amused sounding huff. )

[audio]

[traaaaaash]

[ Yeah uh. There's a hearty laugh ending in a snort on this end. ]

Is your company a bit much for you?

[bravelyrunsaway]

Company, love, doesn't lock you in chests.

[traaaaaash]

Depends on the kind!

Do you need someone to come rescue you?

dives back in, please feel free to ignore!

[bravelyrunsaway]

Yes. Yes, I do. Rescue the poor mercenary locked in a chest, please, these bindings are far too tight for extended use!