One Cupcake

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane tiptoes around the gate, eyeing it like it’s about to jump out and attack her. With all her ties to her various allies (and potential murderers) cut, she’s feeling a little off-kilter. Whether this is the thing that brought her here or the thing that will get her out, she doesn’t feel like jumping into it will have any bearing on her tight-assery. After all, it’d be just ludicrous to jump headfirst into it when she doesn't know what it does.

Unless her dad’s in there.

Oh shit, what if her dad’s in there?!

Jane grips her cheeks (the ones on her face, geez!), groaning a little. Whatever is she meant to do now?]

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[splinterself]

So it does. [Moseys in the vague direction of the shops, though,]

Jane, I'm wondering if we'd have enough to buy one if we find one.

[stubbornskeptic]

Well, if not, it gives me a goal to work towards, at least.

[splinterself]

Yeah. Equipment's expensive, anyway. I've been to I don't even know how many dungeons and all I found were level one swords. [Grum- oh hey, that fabric could be used later for...hm.]

[stubbornskeptic]

And to think, if this were reality we'd be able to build our own weapons...

[She catches his intent look at the fabric.]

What're you thinking?

[splinterself]

Nothing much.

[Step 1: Acquire better living quarters now that Jane's here one way or another.

Step 2: Make plushies.

Step 3: Create a smuppet pit which he could push various people he knew into.

Step 4: ???

Step 5: Profit.

...

j/k.]