And the people that you meet want to open you up like Christmas

[madlymirthful9.livejournal.com]

~ There's a point in Seven where the trash field stops - sewage, mouldering rubbish and unfortunate shades alike tumble across the brim and take a steep fall into the smoke obscured pit of Eight. The edge is fittingly subtle and nearly impossible to spot - a fact both Barty and Reg have plenty of time to ruminate on as their next step is suddenly unsupported. ~

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[wetandbothered5.livejournal.com]

*hisses his concern at Barty, hoping their observer can't hear* Careful!

[horrorshowveck7.livejournal.com]

*Stepping out from behind the trash mound, and tripping himself as he does, Alex tries to peer through the smog for anybody else, but eventually gives up*

Worry not, little brothers; thou has nothing to worry about.

*He coughs hard, then uses his good non-dislocated arm's hand to pick an angry, writhing bee from under his tongue*

You are in horrorshow good company...unfortunate as that may be. You...look to be in a malenky bit of a...predicament.

[wetandbothered5.livejournal.com]

*the bee flits past Regulus' ear, getting dripped on as it passes his sopping hair* Actually we're doing rather well for the circumstances, just lost our footing for a moment. He'll be fine soon enough.