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[fevered_dreams]

*Rodya stumbles into the bar, squinting against the darkness. He appears to be lost. Wandering back towards the kitchen, he frowns.*

Has anybody seen Gil?

*It is then that he sees Rat, scampering across the floor*

Rat! Rat! Have you seen Gil?

*Rat squeaks at Rodya, which would be much more effective if Rodya actually spoke rat*

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[gil_whimple]

*rattles the door a bit*

Rat!! Rat, sweetie!! Are you there?

[white_to_gold]

*calls*
If you're not a rat you are still most welcome to answer.

[gil_whimple]

I hear her!! Rat. Is anyone there?

*listens intently then laughs* up at the Fool with delight and relief*

It's Rodya.

[white_to_gold]

*smiles at the warmth in Gil's eyes*
That's good.

[fevered_dreams]

Gil? Gil! We have a key, we will let you out!

[gil_whimple]

*scrambles back from the door*

I think I heard someone. Rat says they are opening the door.

[fevered_dreams]

[ooc: we've let you out.]

[bythebrook]

...Hello?

[white_to_gold]

*with dignity*
greetings, my lady.

*without any dignity at all*
get us out of here!

[fevered_dreams]

[ooc: you are free!]