cfuw 142: limbo.

[cfuw_shepherd]

[you are locked in a small room underground with no air conditioning and several TVs with video feeds to the game.

enjoy.]

Comments

[captainkink]

[keep trying]

[trickor]

...........

[captainkink]

Anything?

[trickor]

Naught but the others. And, if I'm to be honest, I've had quite enough of them.

[captainkink]

Me too.

[trickor]

Perhaps we should amuse ourselves, then.

[captainkink]

Any ideas?

[trickor]

Plenty, but perhaps not so appropriate in a room with others.

[captainkink]

Damn kids.

[trickor]

My thoughts exactly.

[captainkink]

We need an adult game.

[runstowardsfire]

*settles down to watch* Here we go again . . .

[keytoexilellence]

[Oh!]

[pchaaair]

[but why is there no air conditioning]

[runstowardsfire]

Hello--it's stuffy in here, isn't it?

[runstowardsfire]

Terrible facilities.

[But she is not complaining much.]

[pchaaair]

At least there are TVs that work.

[wildnight]

[frowns, and the air around her grows a few degrees cooler :T]

[keytoexilellence]

[sticking right next to Ryuusei but she nods]

And more people...

[wildnight]

It was you—wasn't it?

[runstowardsfire]

I can transfer heat, but I need someplace to put it, so not much help here.

[pchaaair]

['-'. . .]

Do you want to know, how hard it is to lie to you?

[runstowardsfire]

I'd prefer a book for the hours when the game isn't in motion.

[runstowardsfire]

That's useful. Where does the heat go?

[pchaaair]

We can make up our own games. Or something, at least.