Nine Hundred Ninety-Nine Feet Below Fandom, Monday

[designateddadfriend]

Guess what, y'all! There's a bar here now! Why, the hole was practically swimming in coping mechanisms things to do!

. . . Was it still day drinking if there was no external marker of time passing other than people and things falling through the ceiling?

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Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[special_rabbit]

Oh, you mean besides the whole stuck in a hole of it all?

"Don't mind me," said Amaya, with a wave of her hand and an echo of the narrative. "Just checking in on the aces, seeing how they might have managed in the fall. Wouldn't want to leave the poor place without decent taxes when all this gets sorted out."

She had very good priorities, really.

Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[designateddadfriend]

"Right. It would be very sad if there weren't . . . axes to throw." Travis picked up another ax and threw it.

. . . Onto the floor.

"I miss darts."

Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[special_rabbit]

"I've got some," Amaya reported, hitching a thumb over her shoulder. "Back at the shop. I keep a whole bin of them under the counter in case anyone needs to stock up before an adventure or an invasion or whatnot and don't want to go flinging around their fancy ones."

Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[designateddadfriend]

Travis brightened. "Yeah? Do you want to play?"

Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[special_rabbit]

"Well, now," said Amaya, frowning thoughtfully for a moment, arms crossed in front of her, with one hand to her chin as she seemed to take an assessment of Travis, "that depends. Are you any good?"

Re: Life in the hole - the Devil's Nest ax range

[designateddadfriend]

“I have my moments. Are you?”