In Jareth's Castle, Saturday Afternooon

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Well... That hadn't gone quite as planned. The right words have been said, and Jareth has simply laughed in the faces of our would-be rescuers. What now? Three challenges? That wasn't in any of the clues! Play fair, Goblin King!

Then again, saying, "It isn't fair" never really seems to do anybody any good in here anyhow, does it? Drat.

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Re: Time to Go!

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

Okay. Mostly, George was running for her life, and a smaller but still sizable portion of her brain was dedicated to announcing that she was never, ever going to be stupid and try to save the day again.

But a small part of her had to stare at her roommate, who seemed to be setting shit on fire and disintegrating it.

She did not exactly know he could do that, was all.

Re: Time to Go!

[furnaceface]

Jonothon was a man of many hidden talents, it was true.

He spared George a glance as well, to be certain that she was keeping up. And then, satisfied that she wasn't in immediate danger of being flattened, he offered her a small nod of his head and waved a hand for her to just run.

//I'll cover you, luv.//

Because being able to blow shit up with your face was useful in moments like this.

Re: Time to Go!

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

Right. Now wasn't the time to worry about any of this. And she wasn't afraid of him, anyway. Not exactly. Just ... needing a moment to adjust.

"Okay," she said. "Thanks."

He'd cover her. She'd believe him, on that. And now, she should get back to running the fuck out of here before it fell fucking down.