[Some time later, probably a couple of hours, Rin texts Sans again. The genuinely good work the three of them have managed to pull off with their puzzle doesn't feel like as much of a victory as it should, after a few battles where wrong guesses summoned a Shadow right into their cage.
Haha, their lovely abodes don't seem quite so roomy and spacious when you throw a Shadow Portal into their dead centers, with nowhere to get away.
Each time, they've successfully managed to beat back the Shadows, but after several battles like that — especially once they hit a word that's left them really and truly stuck — they might not be cold thanks to Zuko's firebending and Rin's magic, but they're tired.
If this were the Holy Grail War, now's about the point she would tell Shirou they need to go back to base to rest and recharge. He'd make dinner and they'd talk strategy before getting a few hours of shuteye if they'd could squeeze it.
No such luck here. The best she can do is sit on the wet wood, curled up against one side of the cage with her back turned to the rain to keep her phone dry.]
We only have three words left. Can you help?
[He offered earlier, but she knew Sans was keeping in touch with a lot of other people, including others in their cages with their puzzles. She hopes by now things have calmed down enough that this will be a good time to take him up on the offer.]
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Haha, their lovely abodes don't seem quite so roomy and spacious when you throw a Shadow Portal into their dead centers, with nowhere to get away.
Each time, they've successfully managed to beat back the Shadows, but after several battles like that — especially once they hit a word that's left them really and truly stuck — they might not be cold thanks to Zuko's firebending and Rin's magic, but they're tired.
If this were the Holy Grail War, now's about the point she would tell Shirou they need to go back to base to rest and recharge. He'd make dinner and they'd talk strategy before getting a few hours of shuteye if they'd could squeeze it.
No such luck here. The best she can do is sit on the wet wood, curled up against one side of the cage with her back turned to the rain to keep her phone dry.]
We only have three words left.
Can you help?
[He offered earlier, but she knew Sans was keeping in touch with a lot of other people, including others in their cages with their puzzles. She hopes by now things have calmed down enough that this will be a good time to take him up on the offer.]