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[It would be difficult to say where the Cat is exactly, since the scene is simply of the ceiling and him standing on it.]

You'd best get started on your way up. But don't linger. No, it would be too dangerous.

[The Cat lowers itself, settling down with its paws tucked, eyes closed. It almost seems like it's smiling, but it would be hard to tell, it being a Cat and all. Either way, it certainly looks smug as it sits there, its tail dangling in the air. Its twitching just a little at the tip.]

No matter how high you climb, they'll still be there. Waiting.

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You again!

( mj was wondering if she'd ever see you again. )

... Also that's a really creepy warning. Who's they?

Again? I never left you.

[Not at all creepy, right, MJ? And just look at how he isn't answering your question.]

( o-oh. )

That's like, the opposite of reassuring and makes me think you've got binoculars hidden somewhere, dude.

Also who is they.

Tell me. ( she pokes at her screen like she'd poke at him. ) Tell me!

[Georgia doesn't waste time asking what the Cat is warning about. They never tell. She's learned that already.]

Cheshire Cat? [She nods her head sharply.] Georgia Mason. I believe you're acquainted with my brother, Shaun?

I was kind of wondering when I'd see you again.

[Not that he's eager or anything, but a cat like that? You just don't forget.]

Who's 'they?'

Okay, but what if you're afraid of heights?

Or, you know, you could stop with the vague crap and just tell us what's going to happen.

[ She hates this place so much sometimes. ]

Oh good, you're just as creepy as every fictional version of you has been. At least some shit is consistent. [anyway.]

I'd ask what we're supposed to be trying to escape but somehow I doubt you'll give me an actual answer. That'd be too easy.

[peter would like to think he's an expert in weird. he's got a list of qualifications that are at least, like, a mile long — including, but not limited to, the fact that he's fought a literal planet, and it's pretty hard to get weirder than that, you know?

but let's recap the past hour-ish or however long: at some indeterminate point, peter wakes up to the impact of knocking his head reasonably hard against the wall in a basement, of all places, and then he opens up this super primitive comm device he suddenly has, where this is the first thing he sees.

um.]

That isn't creepy at all. [definitely not.] Totally, absolutely normal, nothing weird, just the kind of thing that happens all the time. I'm feeling really great here.

Ah, there's that Cheshire Puss.

[Dear lord, he's already used to the madness.]

Tell me, are we playing "floor is lava" with the undead, or are there new dangers to be weary of?

Edited 2017-10-05 01:14 (UTC)

[Why is this cat on the ceiling. Who let this cat on the ceiling. Cats don't go on ceilings.]

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ANY OF THAT MEANS.

[Hm. Interesting.]

You've been well?

[Just wondering, especially after that "event" of sorts.]

Yeah, great, I'll- I'll go ahead and get geared up for that.

Is this about- about metaphorical climbing? Should... like, or is it about actual climbing? Like mountain-climbing. You know? It's gonna make a pretty big difference.