Coral

[dramatispersonae]

[There is a circular table with seven chairs lined around it. In the center of the table, there is a bowl with fire burning pleasantly inside it. It seems to be the only source of light in the room. The flames flash upon a few items spread across the table: A spool of black thread, a worn though plenty sharp knife, a wooden cup with a faint coopery smell, and a saucer of seven smooth, black stones.]

Comments

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

The voice is quiet and distant as it calls out from the darkness, "I will take one of you. You may choose whom. If you take too long . . . I will choose for you."

Re: Choice

[becoming_hope]

Take?

Re: Choice

[blackjacked]

. . . [wow what a way to start the game]

Take us for what?

Re: Choice

[pitching]

[UNSURE ABOUT THIS]

Re: Choice

[becoming_hope]

[With you on that, bro!]

Re: Choice

[blackjacked]

[YEAH ME TOO]

We need to ask her if it's safe.

Re: Choice

[digitalemperor]

[Picking up the cup to smell it. Metallic scent is unfortunately familiar.]

... Well...

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

Who do you choose?

Re: Answer

[blackjacked]

Me.

Re: Answer

[dramatispersonae]

The dark pauses, considering for a moment, before rising up and blanketing him. It swiftly sinks down into nothing.

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

Seven cards fly out from the flames before settling gently in front of a chair. They each have a word scrawled on them in black ink: Chastity, Temperance, Charity, Diligence, Patience, Kindness, and Humility.

"You must choose once more . . . When you have selected a card, throw it into the flame . . . "

Re: Choice

[digitalemperor]

A virtue...?

Re: Choice

[pitching]

[:(]

I guess . . .

Re: Choice

[becoming_hope]

Does burning it mean we want it, or don't want it?

Re: Choice

[dramatispersonae]

"Is that the choice you wish to make . . . ?"

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

Which card do you choose?

Re: Answer

[digitalemperor]

[Absently fiddling with a black stone in his left hand, Shark feeds the card inked with the word TEMPERANCE to the fire.]

Re: Answer

[dramatispersonae]

The stone feels heavier as you continue to play with it . . .

The fire crackles as it burns away the card. After a moment, Diligence comes fluttering out.

Choice

[dramatispersonae]

The voice calls out from the dark once more, "This is your last choice. I have taken one of yours . . . What will you do to reclaim them? Will you give up a limb? A sense . . . ? Or will you suffer an injury? Or will you face even death to have them once more . . . ? When you have chosen, speak into the flames."

Re: Choice

[pitching]

[um]

Re: Choice

[digitalemperor]

[Setting the magical heavy stone on top of the second Diligence card.]

That's a joke.

[Not very amused.]

Re: Choice

[becoming_hope]

[squeaking is totally the most dignified answer to that!]

Re: Choice

[digitalemperor]

Hey. Is someone getting hurt a necessary part of the choice? I don't mean just us--if we don't hurt someone, will Kit be hurt?

Answer

[dramatispersonae]

What will you do?

Re: Answer

[digitalemperor]

We're willing to wait five minutes. If we don't get Kit back for that, then we'll come get him ourselves.

That's the answer we choose.