[Faye is at the end of her rope-- this much is clear in her voice as she addresses the journal while she works. And just what is she working on, you might ask? Ineffectually rattling a pin around in the lock of this damn magical door, that's what]
Hey! ...You guys who mysteriously escaped-- you better not have forgotten about us! That goes for the
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I don't suppose you have a better idea?
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I'd try to pick the lock, rather than batter it down, but that's just me.
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[now what, smarty-pants?]
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It's better than just sitting there and waiting for someone else to figure it out!
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Well done, that helped. This loss can't last much longer, we'll be free once we stop being entertaining for the castle.
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Are you going to be able to go much longer without all your precious things?
[alcohol. cigarettes. belongings that aren't communal.]
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You know, if we both lifted that couch together, we could make a battering ram...
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[He'll be grabbing the other] On three?
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One...
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Two..
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Three!
[you better put your back into it, demon!]
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OFF THEY RAM]
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That magical door really is as solid as it seems to be.
When they slam into it, EVERYTHING shakes and feels like it's going to break apart... except for the door.]
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