Hole Narrative

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Shame they’d both been jumped. At least when Su recovered, they’d have one more fighting advantage on their side.

Picking the Mimiga up carefully, she gave a nod to Curly. “Once we’re out, first thing we’ll do is find that stupid merchant. Maybe we can get some more information, too. Just... conserve your shots, I guess. If it comes to it, you can always kick them.”

She fumbled her phone, cursing under her breath as she almost dropped it and turned off the flashlight. There’d be no time to do it running from the Balrogs, and she wanted to save battery. Who knew when there’d be an opportunity to charge?

“Oh, I see it...”

“Yeah, yeah, she- she should be.” 

She removed her jacket, placing it over Su. It wasn’t freezing in here, but the dampness wasn’t exactly comfortable, and wet fur wouldn’t help. It would be hard to get out, too, with all the Balrogs outside, so best to make do with what they had.

“Su, god- you had us worried! What the hell were you doing in there??”

Dropping to her knees to better inspect the young Mimiga, she brushed some goop off her for lack of anything else to do. Regretting her initial outburst, she sighed and back-pedalled.

Ah, well. She picked up her staff, readying herself. Four kids, two robots, and herself.... luckily the Labyrinth wasn’t too far away from the Sand Zone. 

It took her a few more seconds then usual to charge the spell, and significantly more energy then she would’ve liked, but it went off mostly without a hitch.

The group was teleported first, whisked away. They reappeared all together few feet off the damp tiles of the Labyrinth, landing in a heap. Misery showed up a few seconds later, stumbling a little as she landed.

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– one / name / alias. Eli for both – two /  birthday.  8th July – three / zodiac sign. Cancer [distant sound of crab rave] – four /  height.  5′9 (i think it’s been a while since i measured myself) – five  /  hobbies.  Drawing, and reading mostly, though I do like cooking sometimes. I’ve also been getting into modding. – six /  favourite colours.  Cyan is nice! But I also like some shades of green, and since I’m an edgy teen, black. – seven / favourite books.  too many oh god – eight  /  last song listened to.  Lemon Boy - Cavetown – nine  /  last film watched.  I’m not really one for films much anymore, so I’ll go with last TV show, which was the Good Omens adaptation – ten  /  inspiration for muse(s).  Cave Story owns my entire life right now and I really like Misery, she’s my favourite character, so I use her the most, haha. – eleven  / dream job.  Honestly I have no idea, if we’re talking ‘dream job with no restrictions’, probably something arty like uh... character design? Concept art? – twelve  / meaning behind your url.  Used to be a general multi-muse blog, and my old URL was a-messofmuses, so once I turned it into Cave Story exclusive, well... honestly it kinda speaks for itself.

“Curly, help me get her....” She looked around for somewhere. “Shii...take mushrooms. Help me get her anywhere but here.” There was goop on her phone screen too, which was gross, but it didn’t appear to have affected the device as the flashlight was still on. Picking it up from where she’d hastily laid it on the ground, she backed off, shining it around the room. “Curly! Get up, get Su and bring her.... over here? Yeah, that should work. Over here.”

The place Curly was describing sounded... somewhat unfamiliar, if a little unsettling. But the top of the Labyrinth, outskirts - that was all she needed, really. One of the larger corridors would be suitable for a group this size, and while the outer areas of the Labyrinth were no easier to navigate - and in some parts even trickier - then the inner areas, she knew a few tricks to get through the place without getting too lost.

When she’d called the android over she’d expected him to do something sensible like shoot it, or something. Not jump on it. Opening her mouth to tell him off, she quickly shut it and backed away slowly. 

“Curly... you’re gonna have to brace yourself.”

The jerking of the chains from the android’s landing caused a loud snap as the sphere broke off and smashed to the ground in a cloud of glass, rust, slimy liquid and... a small familiar Mimiga girl, groaning weakly. 

It only took Letka a few seconds to process what had happened, but even before that she was racing forward to pull her out of the wreckage.

“Well that’s settled. I’m not taking the teleporter again, so... I suppose I can transport everyone,” she said with a sigh. Travelling up here in the first place, not to mention the battle, though it had been brief, had taken more out of her then she was willing to admit. But the Labyrinth was an easy location. She’d manage. 

Well, it was better then Sand Zone.

“Curly, you- I know you’ve been to the part of the Labyrinth where the Gaudi live. They eat Mimiga, remember? They can even smell when someone’s been around a Mimiga recently.”

Though she’d never experienced this first-hand - most Gaudi she’d talked to claimed she smelt ‘scary’ (and she was still unsure whether it was a compliment or not) - she’d heard about it… mostly from angry survivors of the Labyrinth, sent there by her. But still. It would be tricky, especially with four of the little b- four kids.

“…hope you know what you’re doing. Because I’m not going to step in.”