2nd Flight :: [Audio//Common]

[icnfly]

*He's been here for a few days and Jacob's finally gotten around to looking over the journals. Well, for more than a few minutes at a time, at least. He might as well try out making an entry while he's at it

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[dominateartimus]

Before you receive several angry replies for stating that everyone is failing at finding a way out, I just want to welcome you to this fine establishment.

I take it you've found one of the many corpses laying about?

[icnfly]

Corpses? Well, not of crows, just pidgeons. I imagine that's the raptors, though. Crows usually don't kill pidgeons.

[dominateartimus]

Well, you never know here with the creatures here. You managed to missed the party with the talking pumpkin heads.

[icnfly]

The talking...wait, what? Talking pumpkin heads? Like actual pumpkins?

[dominateartimus]

Yes.

[icnfly]

Just normal pumpkins or jack-o-lanterns?

*Because, for some reason, the latter makes more sense.*

[dominateartimus]

I think it was jack-o-laterns, but my memory is being a bit fuzzy at the moment.

[icnfly]

Huh.

Did their mouths, or the carved mouth-holes, move when they talked?

*Yes, these are the important questions.*

[dominateartimus]

Most likely. It probably didn't help that I died not too long after encountering one.

[icnfly]

You...died?

[dominateartimus]

Yeah, not a fun experience. You loose all of your memories for a bit of time.

[icnfly]

*SIGH. God, this place was so fucking weird.*

Um, yeah, I...I guess it wouldn't be any fun. Death, that is. Most people try pretty hard to avoid it.

[dominateartimus]

Although it can be unavoidable at times.

Anyway, I'm Sandrath. Nice to meet you, Jacob.

[icnfly]

I...guess so.

Er, yeah, nice to meet you.

*Sorry, he's still getting over the 'I died' thing.*

[dominateartimus]

[Just as planned.]

So, settling in fine?

[icnfly]

About as good as can be expected.