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[doeswhathewants]

[The Stark phone's feed is jumbled and half obscured by a pale hand with black polished nails, but it can still film the seven, knee-high garden gnomes converging on Serrure, each with an apple in an outstretched hand and plenty of half bitten, crushed apples around him.]

I said no apples. See? Full. Very full. Perhaps if you baked them in a pie or with some brown sugar sauce like that bakery-

[And a well aimed apple is now between Serrure's teeth, he takes a step back and something hits the back of his knees. Losing his balance he falls backwards, landing inside a clear container. The phone shifts just in time for the clear glass lid to come slamming down, sealing the glass coffin.

He spits out the apple.]

What are you- [Banging on the side with a closed fist.] Still alive in here. [But the forest animals have all ran off and the gnomes are busy arranging flowers around the base of the coffin. Serrure looks to the phone, starting to feel a bit fuzzy from the poison apples.]

Ah- help?

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[infernoandhearth]

I suppose I oughtn't to have given them the idea from flinging apples at them in the first place.

[Luke, at least, looks apologetic. Briefly. And then he smirks.]

Are you quite sure you wouldn't rather wait for a prince to come along and take you and the coffin for a macabre conversation piece?

[doeswhathewants]

You were trying to help, but obviously not.

I hope this is not hermetically sealed or I'll run out of air before anyone can come along. [A couple of gasping breaths.] No, actually, I think I can smell some of those flowers- [Tapping on the glass] Not those blue ones! They're hideous.

[infernoandhearth]

[Luke just kinda rests his chin in his hands and grins at him.]

It's very picturesque, you know. Would you rather wait for a proper hero? I'm only an apple's toss away.

[mortemscintilla]

Serrure!

What's going on?

[ He secretly smirked. Not that he'll ever tell. ]

[doeswhathewants]

What do you think is going on? I've been locked in a glass coffin and I am obviously not dead.

Though not for want of trying, these apples are poison.

[mortemscintilla]

Wh-who do those little gnomes think you are?

Snow White?

[ Li. Why does this concern you more than the fucking poison? ]

[indecent_butterfly]

Did no one tell you not to take food from strangers. Or strange...things.

[doeswhathewants]

Well. No. I thought what was the worst that could happen? Poison? Pah.

I did not plan on glass coffins. And besides that, I am male.

[indecent_butterfly]

Your creativity needs expanding then.

And what exactly does the one have to do with the other?

[missrosetyler]

Looks like you're having quite the time there, mate.

[doeswhathewants]

Oh yes, loads of fun, this glass coffin and animate lawn ornaments.

[missrosetyler]

It could always be worse, you know.

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[helsmaiden]

[ Leah saw that Luke was on the case so she's content to just watch and laugh. The fairy tale aspect is lost on her, but it's still amusing. ]

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[doeswhathewants]

Rude.

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[helsmaiden]

Careful you do not, what is the phrase, "blow your cover."

[fe_male]

[ what the hell even, dude ]

Wow. You have got some really specific problems.

[doeswhathewants]

And in my world, your counterpart tends to have very specific solutions of the innocent minor saving variety.

[fe_male]

Are you in such distress that you really need two people to come save you from a glass coffin?

[tangledintower]

Serrure! Hold on, I'm coming to get you out of there, and I'm bringing the frying pan!

[doeswhathewants]

I almost fear you'll give them ideas as Luke did with the apples.

[tangledintower]

I was just gonna try to break open the coffin...

[intheblanks]

[Having noted that help seems to at least be enroute, Chase just blinks into the screen.]

Pretty sure you're meant to be a damsel.

[doeswhathewants]

And yet I am not. However did they mix that up.

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[asofwar]

You look a bit...cornered.

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[doeswhathewants]

More like...boxed in.