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Characters: Bres and Hanuman
Date/Time: May 1st.
Location: A room in L'Hotel de Jeu Ancien
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Likely language and perhaps attempted violence on Hanuman
Summary: Bres and Hanuman must work together to escape..without a potential homicide.

While it had been strangely liberating to remain in Fomorian form for so long, not to mention the time spent with Mab during it, it was a relief to finally be able to change back to his Tuatha form. It gave him a greater sense of peace-of-mind..well more peaceful given Bres' constant fluctuating mindset. Lately his thoughts were on the things said between him and Mab when their traits were removed..it was a lot to consider. He'd spent a lot of time thinking about it the previous night before falling asleep in his study-chair, so his clothes, while casual, were not nightclothes. Wait..if he'd fallen asleep in his study-chair..then how the hell did he wind up in a bed? He opened his eyes and stretched, only to notice the chain attached to his wrist. "What is this?" And then he noticed the chain was attached to another body sleeping in the bed. "Hey, wake up! I need answers!"

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"Then... Let's eat and find out." With a bright smile, Hanuman finished tugging the cart to the bed and sat down. Cliche as it was, he immediately reached for a banana and began peeling. "We'll figure this out and get out of here, sooner or later."

Bres decided that the younger man had a point so they might as well make do with their meal.

They ate in silence for long moments and Javi proved to have a very, very healthy appetite. A typical teenage guy, really. When he had enough, he gave a little sigh and sat back on the bed. He studied the cart thoughtfully. Now that the initial aggravation and hunger and stress had passed, some worry was beginning to creep in. Sita, Kali, Anubis... Were they okay, too? "I hope everyone else is getting fed," he commented vaguely.

Bres on the other hand took his time, only halfway through his meal.

"I believe it's pretty much a certainty," he assured.

"I hope so." He fiddled with a fork, twirling it over his fingers. "So we've got to figure out how to get loose and it's going to be something that would make sense to a crazy, controlling queen goddess like Gaia. Something that she wants out of us, wants us to do." Hanuman glanced at Bres with a wry smile and an eye-roll. "I know Sigyn said about more kids but that's clearly not the deal here. What else has she asked from us?"