Finn is gonna ask the castle nicely to open us this tiny ass window and I'm sending Redwing in to try and grab the orb. Meanwhile we got people working on abra kadabra-ing the door at the base. Apparently we're enlisting the Princess for that, too. If Quill tells you he was right and Camp Arkenstone shoulda been named after any kinda Disney Princess movie, you are contractually obligated to rat him out to me.
[ They have a plan, that's what matters. Is it a good plan? Probably not. Is it gonna work? Who the hell knows at this point. Are they gonna try? Sure will. ]
Hm? Oh. Got punched by the dreamscape. I imagine you too?
No dice. Magic protection means nothing else gets through, including force, and powers of the "not the right magic" kind. Besides, we're playing nice with the magic castle. Tryna get through this without pissing anyone or anything off, hopefully negotiate through this without needless violence.
[He's not wrong for not wanting to piss it off, but to say she's pissed at the castle would be an understatement. Whoever or however she managed to not only relieve something so traumatic, but also end up with the same injuries again?
Still coordinating that. Our plant wizard is investigating the door, and our literal ray of sunshine is apparently in contact with the princess of this place, who might be able to open it.
[ A beat. Then, under his breath: ]
Man, this place is whack.
[ And at normal volume again: ]
Alive's good. You need anything? You want Yelena to rant about how much sphinx riddles suck for probably about 30 minutes?
[So apparently Daisy isn’t the only one who gets silly nicknames, but she at least knows who he’s referring to. At least, she thinks that’s who he is talking about.]
How is she talking with her?
[Daisy’s been out of it for a good part of the day, unwillingly giving into the exhaustion of trying to stay awake ever since Bones woke her up.]
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Finn is gonna ask the castle nicely to open us this tiny ass window and I'm sending Redwing in to try and grab the orb. Meanwhile we got people working on abra kadabra-ing the door at the base. Apparently we're enlisting the Princess for that, too. If Quill tells you he was right and Camp Arkenstone shoulda been named after any kinda Disney Princess movie, you are contractually obligated to rat him out to me.
[ They have a plan, that's what matters. Is it a good plan? Probably not. Is it gonna work? Who the hell knows at this point. Are they gonna try? Sure will. ]
Hm? Oh. Got punched by the dreamscape. I imagine you too?
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[Daisy offers somewhat sarcastically. She gets the feeling that wouldn't go over well, especially with Finn.]
...I'll make sure to do that.
[No she won't.]
Something like that.
[More like tortured.]
You okay?
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[ Sam's gaze softens a little. ]
I'm sore, but alright. You?
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[He's not wrong for not wanting to piss it off, but to say she's pissed at the castle would be an understatement. Whoever or however she managed to not only relieve something so traumatic, but also end up with the same injuries again?
Yeah.
She's pissed.]
Alive.
[And on some pretty hefty pain killers.]
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[ A beat. Then, under his breath: ]
Man, this place is whack.
[ And at normal volume again: ]
Alive's good. You need anything? You want Yelena to rant about how much sphinx riddles suck for probably about 30 minutes?
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[So apparently Daisy isn’t the only one who gets silly nicknames, but she at least knows who he’s referring to. At least, she thinks that’s who he is talking about.]
How is she talking with her?
[Daisy’s been out of it for a good part of the day, unwillingly giving into the exhaustion of trying to stay awake ever since Bones woke her up.]
You know what? I think I’m good.
[That at least got a small smile out of her.]