Volcano Prison, Monday, January 6, 2020

[sith_happened]

Volcano-roasted venison was a slight step up from gruel from the sky, but not enough to make Anakin want to stay here any longer. Classes were supposed to start today--he was pretty sure it was Monday, anyway--the new students were supposed to have a fun immersion via a picnic and not a terrifying bus crash-slash-kidnapping.

He was sure there would be paperwork on that.

"Right," he said to no one in particular. "Let's come up with a plan to get out of here. It looks like up is our best shot, unless someone can phase through walls and has been holding out on us." He smiled. "If we can combine escaping with blowing up that karking angel thing, all the better."

[OOC: Hold for small OCD, please!]

Comments

Re: Plot!

[second_sakura]

"I have a rod," MOMO volunteered, materializing the rod out of nowhere. It was pink with a red jewel on the end of it. "Would this work?"

Re: Plot!

[arboreal_priestess]

"And I've got knives," Verity offered. "Three of them. Better for throwing but stabbing is stabbing."

Re: Plot!

[betterthanaplan]

Duke raised his hand. "I also have knives. And regrets about my policy on not bringing guns to school functions." He looked around. "And there are lots of rocks around."

Re: Plot!

[lovethatjourney]

"Okay, ummm," Alexis said slowly, pressing her lips together, "I know I brought this up but I have some concerns that I'm putting on hold until later."

That was too many knives, guys. Too many.

Re: Plot!

[sith_happened]

"We have a very strict weapons policy inside the dorms," Anakin said.

That was reassuring, right?