fh_adventures | Within the Labyrinth, Saturday Morning

Within the Labyrinth, Saturday Morning

After a few hours of sleep, it's time to get going again. Everyone needs to be rescued by this evening, or Jareth gets to keep them all forever! And since this is Team Distraction, it's time to get very loud and very obvious. If everyone in the Labyrinth is focused on what you're up to, the other team will have a much easier time slipping by the goblins and rescuing your friends. So, start smashing things! Sing at the top of your lungs! Be a general nuisance all around the Labyrinth!

Of course, being a distraction usually means being bait. And being bait almost always means being in danger.

But you can handle it! Right?

[For Team Distraction! If any of you need an NPC, please, visit us over at this post and we'll send somebody by as soon as we can!]

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...You seem to have found some doors. Some of the most cranky looking doors you've ever had the pleasure of coming across. This might have something to do with the gargoyle door-knockers, once of whom has a ring jammed into his ears, and the other with one stuck in his mouth. Well, the only way to get deeper into the maze is to get through, so you'd better at least ask for directions.

[Please remember to tag in at our NPC request post (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh_ooc/813502.html) for interaction with the knockers!]

Leia's narrative had to pause and snicker about "interaction with the knockers."

She peered at the doors, looking for a knob or handle of some sort to open them. Wait, did one of the knockers just twitch?

It did! And that was mostly because it was about to sneeze!

Not that he would be able to hear you if you uttered a quick 'gesundheit.' He was deaf as a post. Possibly not surprisingly, considering the ring in his ears.

"Hello?" Leia said, resisting the urge to poke at it. That would be rude.

It would be! It would be quite rude!

"Speak up," the knocker barked, screwing up his face at the girl who was talking to him. "Speak up, it's rude to mumble, hasn't anybody ever told you?!"

"I'm not mumbling," Leia retorted loudly. "Maybe you could hear me better if you didn't have that ring stuck in your ears."

"I can't hear you! Not with this blasted ring stuck in my ears!"

Years of being unable to hear what was being said to him had apparently made him a master at stating the obvious.

Nearby, another knocker, this one with a ring in his mouth, started to make stifled laughing sounds.

"Let me guess," Leia said, turning to the other knocker. "You can't talk with that ring in your mouth."

The other knocker simply rolled his eyes, gave a sniff of his nose, and a "Mmph" of confirmation.

Leia was a fast learner!

"Does it come out?" Leia said, taking hold of the ring and giving it a tug.

"Pleh!"

Apparently, the answer was yes! And the knocker took a moment to just sit there (of course) with his mouth agape, inhaling and exhaling loudly. It had been so very long since he'd had that thing out!

Since the 1980s, at least!

The deaf knocker was just going to chuckle.

"Oh, now you've gone and done it," he muttered, so very amused.

"Done what?" Leia said. Okay, maybe just blindly removing the ring hadn't been the best idea but she wanted answers. "Where do these doors go? How do I open them?" she asked.

"How should we know where they go," the newly de-ringed knocker asked, rhetorically. "We're only the knockers!"

He was so helpful!

"And you get through by knocking, obviously."

All right, fine, she could do that. Still holding the ring with one hand, Leia rapped her knuckles against the door.

Perhaps amazingly, nothing happened.

Both knockers started to snicker.

They were very helpful fellows, weren't they?

"I don't suppose you want to take this ring back in your mouth?" Leia said, catching on.

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Rinoa watched as Leia chose the door on the left -- the one with a knocker conveniently stuck in his ears. She knelt and lifted the ring that had been on the ground.

"Should we all go through the other door?" she asked, as much to her companions as to the knockers themselves.

"You should," the ringless knocker replied, very careful to keep his mouth as closed as possible. "It looks lovely down that way, I'm sure."

Actually, it looked much more like a dark tunnel of ultimate doom. But anything looked lovely when you were stuck with the same view for eons and didn't want to suck on a brass ring anymore.

Riiiiiiight. She was going to raise an eyebrow.

"Why don't you let us peek down this corridor first?"

Half the things here were trying to distract them. He probably just didn't want the ring back in his mouth, but what if that meant this was the way to go?

On the other hand, she wasn't sure it was a good idea to split the team up.

"Mmmmmm..." If nothing else, the mouth-knocker seemed to be taking a moment to think it ov- "No."

... Over.

And now he was clamping his mouth shut tight.

That might have been that, if Rinoa wasn't insanely stubborn.

"You're a knocker," she said. "You're supposed to knock on things. It's not my fault that this ring goes in your mouth. That's where it goes. Stop being childish."

"Mmm-mmm."

Childish and stubborn! Like a real champ!

The knocker with the ring in his ears was just going to laugh and laugh and then laugh some more. Because this was the most entertainment he'd gotten in about twenty years.

Childish and stubborn! Like, say, someone who was arguing with a door knocker. That counted.

"Are you laughing at me?" Rinoa asked the second knocker. Which would be very helpful, since it had been established that that was the thoroughly deaf one.

"This labyrinth is stupid, and I'm tired, and my friends are missing, and maybe you two shouldn't piss me off because I have powers you can't even imagine and if you don't like the knockers where they are now, I promise you I can shove them places that will make you pray for your own deaths."

There were, of course, several problems with that. One being that half the intended audience wouldn't hear it. Another, her powers didn't work in here, and a third, they were disembodied heads that served as knockers. They didn't really have a further anatomy to threaten.

This did not stop Rinoa from glaring and hoping it worked, anyway.

Oh such a difficult decision to make! Another two decades with a ring in his mouth, or facing the ire of a little girl who got cute little dimples at the sides of her mouth when she was angry?

If the knocker had hands, it would be pinching Rinoa's cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmm... Mmm-mmm."

"Mumble mumble mumble, that's all I hear," the other knocker added, just in-case nobody had gotten the point about his deafness just yet.

And, sadly, that left her all out of ideas. Well, useful ideas, anyway. Ripping the knocker out of the other one's head was an idea, but it wasn't useful, because that was metal and that was not going to work.

"I hate you both," Rinoa announced, flopping onto the ground with her arms folded. Because now was as good a time as any for the princess to be a brat, apparently.

She wasn't giving up. She'd think of something. She just needed a minute to ~~sulk~~ regroup.

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