( closed ) sharp enough to kill a man

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WHO: Lumine + others
WHERE: around Stygia + the Gallows
WHEN: November
WHAT: event shenanigans + notice board things
WARNINGS: 99% chance of violence because of Lumine's life choices

[ ooc: closed starters will go here. if you want a custom starter, send me a PM or comment on my plotting post and let's hash things out. ]

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[ lumine stops in her tracks too when the guard pauses, standing so still she might as well have turned to stone. she waits until the guard in question finally moves on before slipping into the alcove with rosa. she shakes her head at her apology; it's fine, they weren't heard anyway.

she counts in her head and listens intently until the footsteps have completely faded away before she peers out of the nook to check if the coast is clear. ]

You were saying something?

[ maybe rosa has better ideas? she'd like to hear them since she's pretty much going in here blind, ah. ]

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I was wondering if these look like the same exact guards that you saw before? It may be easier if we had a rough estimate of their numbers...

[ but that would probably be difficult to remember for all of them, especially when you're trying to hide from them... a little tricky to get a decent look at faces when you're diving behind walls. ]

But it would be one way to see if we could potentially outnumber them once everyone is out.

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No, I don't think they are ...

[ then again, she doesn't really remember all of their faces. she remembers the direction where she was dragged through, the halls and corridors she passed by, the number of footsteps she needed to take to get from one point to another. but not the faces save for the ones who captured and took her in.

kinda hard to forget the people who burned that brand on her arm, really. ]

I do know there seems to be a change of guards around the cells at a certain time every day. When I was here, it was never the same guards though ...

[ probably to keep people from befriending them? who even knows. ]