Kanan's warehouse- all day Thursday- NFB

[throughaphase]

Kitty was tired of this. She was tired of sneaking around, she was tired of having to smile all the time, she wanted everyone back to normal, and it was starting to make her twitchy. Which was still better than the rage monster she'd been on Monday before things got started, really, but it still wasn't ideal.

So there was a lot of pacing among the plastic playground equipment today. Hopefully there'd be more people, and hopefully the word had gotten out by now, and hopefully someone had some kind of plan.


[Second verse, same as the first! If you're on team Bad Toy feel free to mod an invite. If you're Team Toymaker, you can be outside but you have to stay outside.]

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[firstofitskind]

Liam, as it happened, did have some kind of plan.

"I have a plan," he announced, as soon as he was certain the door of the warehouse had shut firmly behind him.

[uncertain_dume]

"Big fan of plans right about now," Kanan noted, glancing up at Liam as the door closed and the announcement was made. "You know something the rest of us don't?"

[throughaphase]

"Is it a good plan?" Kitty asked. "I'll also take a bad plan at this point, but I prefer good."

[firstofitskind]

"I think it's pretty decent, but then, I'm willing to admit I'm probably biased," Liam said. "What do you know about the machinery beneath the island?"

[throughaphase]

"It's sort of like the island's brain, of sorts," Kitty answered. "What about it?"

[firstofitskind]

"There's a mechanism in there that controls the island's ability to jump between locations, realities, whatever," Liam said. "If we could get down there and force a manual jump, back to Fandom's original reality..."

Why no one had tried this earlier in the summer, the first time the island had jumped somewhere actively terrible, was a question best not asked at this point in time.

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"I like plans," Shuri said. "Classes are getting increasingly creepy."

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae perked up.

She really hoped the plan involved smashing things. She wasn't sure how much smashing her currently plush body was capable of, but she was willing to try.

[uncertain_dume]

Once again, Kanan was feeling a little bad about leaving his dog cooped up, and so Stance was here with him today, being... large and plushy and rainbow.

The rainbow was the important part.

Anyway, keeping an eye on Stance and a lookout at the door kept Kanan from attempting to chisel off one of his own feet just so that he could move his legs independently of one another again.

[throughaphase]

"I like the new addition to the team," Kitty said, watching Stance.

[uncertain_dume]

"I'm reasonably certain he's not going to tattle," Kanan mused, smiling lopsidedly as the dog pranced around the warehouse like he owned the place.

... Let's be real, Stance practically owned the place already.

"He hasn't turned me in yet, anyway."

[throughaphase]

"And if he's here, then that means he's complicit," Kitty grinned."He's stuck with us."

[uncertain_dume]

"True enough," Kanan chuckled, reaching a hand up (and up, and up) to pat Stance between the ears. "Sorry, buddy. I don't make the rules. You're a rebel in two galaxies, now."

Stance didn't seem to mind terribly much, wagging his tail and giving a happy doggy bark.

[special_rabbit]

After Rosa had oh-so-handwavily checked in with Amaya last night, she was starting to have a much better idea of what exactly was going on around here this week. Good thing, too, because not only was she itching to do something to help, but she knew she couldn't act happy and cheerful when she wasn't even if her life depended on it.

Which it actually did. So...

There she was, peeking her head into the warehouse before slipping in, hopefully relatively unnoticed.

"Rosa sent me," she offered, since Rosa had suggested she mention that, too, as Amaya'd only come around since yesterday. "What can I do to help?"

[throughaphase]

A namecheck! That was good!

"So far we've been trying to find out who's woken up and are trying to come up with a plan," Kitty told her. "Occasionally we swing out our anxiety."

That was just her.

[special_rabbit]

Amaya winced a little at the word swing; her Blacksmith Action Arm^TM was so sore, Kitty. So...so sore...

"Planning and figuring out, I think I can do," she noted with a nod. "Especially if we're doing it while we're in here, because, I'll be honest, I don't think I can do very well with all that out there."

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, I'm kinda ready to start hitting people, and that won't help anything," Kitty agreed. "I need productivity."

[scoffs_at_tradition]

After classes of terrifying puppets, equally terrifying dolls, and Summer (which was normally her only weird class), Shuri needed to go someplace to scream.

Praise Bast she could still do that. Poor Mae.

She came into the warehouse and swatted the door closed with her paw. "Uuuuuugh."

[throughaphase]

"Pretty much!" Kitty chirped from where she was totally just sitting on a plastic see-saw because that's what her life was this week.

[scoffs_at_tradition]

"I never want to be a black panther again in my life," Shuri said, batting hard at a swing.

[throughaphase]

"Gonna leave that to other people?"

Hi, Kitty kinda knew a Shuri, sorta.

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae spent a good chunk of her afternoon running around town and bouncing squeakily from place to place, mostly to prove to herself she still could.

What? Kids liked active, bouncy toys, right? This was totally how she had played with her stuffed dolls when she was little.

And when her circuit eventually led her to the warehouse, she ran past, spent a little while bouncing around the block to make sure no one was looking, and ducked inside.

Then promptly threw herself to the floor, flailing all her limbs in a classic toddler tantrum, because holy crap she was so tired of all this shit. The only noise she made was squeaking. She went still, flopping onto her back, and closed her eyes, unable to even groan in frustration at her sad, fluffy little existence.

Sorry for the emo, team Bad Toy. Mae was having a very bad week.

[throughaphase]

Kitty watched her, and said, "I feel weird asking if you need a hug, but do you need a hug?"

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae would laugh (a little hysterically) if she could. Instead she just wobbled one paw and shook her head.

She was just going to lie here until someone gave her something to break, please.

[throughaphase]

"There's stuff you can knock down?" Kitty suggested.