[written]

[thatched]

[these maps will slowly appear in the night as if in blood not bad photoshop Expect replies to be slow and mostly nonsensical]

Comments

[Voice] 1/3

[fierybluebird]

Thatch... I appreciate it, really. But make sure your captors aren't around before you listen to the rest of this, okay babe?

[Voice] 2/3

[fierybluebird]

STOP USING YOUR BLOOD AS INK YOU SICK FUCK YOU NEED THAT TO LIVE!

[Voice] 3/3

[fierybluebird]

[Whistling in a whisper!]

Thank you you fucking dumbass tailfeathers for head, what the fuck am I going to do with you?

written 1/2

[thatched]

[soft chuckle. the writing is shaky and spotted]

if Robin isn't around I can give you a fuck.

[thatched]

hint

[Voice]

[fierybluebird]

She isn't. And you can't if you bleed out before I get there, idiot.

written

[thatched]

Only a li

written

[fierybluebird]

No more blood on journal!

whistle

[thatched]

lonellyyyyyy.

whistle

[fierybluebird]

[That gets a wry grin.]

Me too, Thatchette. We'll get you out soon.

Is Leanne in the room with you?

whistle 1/3

[thatched]

Leanne

voice

[thatched]

Leanne~!

[thatched]

LEANNE!

LEAAANNNE!

[and there is a clatter as if chains are rattling. Someone curses and the journal is shut]

1/2

[fierybluebird]

[.....]

[Well, he was going to tease him, but he hopes they're not both getting in trouble.]

2/2

[fierybluebird]

[Ooooooooor that he got them in trouble.]

[Awesome.]