[When did the beds change size? Dante didn't hadn't even noticed, but he certainly does now. If they're in the children's room, then that would mean...
"Or perhaps it's time for the both of you to take your medicine," Ghost muses, and out of the darkness comes another ghostly figure, the nursemaid, a bottle and two glowing spoons in hand. Her fingernails are longer than they have any right to be, and there seems to be some sort of coating--poison--glistening on them and beading up. She stops between the beds, expertly pouring out a measure of some liquid into the first of the glowing silver spoons.
Dante's eyes go wide as he watches her pour, shaking his head and looking over to Tatsuo.]
Don't take any of it!
[Unfortunately, should they struggle too much, the sheets will also separate into straps to bind their legs down, too, so how much they can resist the nanny's medicine is questionable.
Ghost is watching all of this go down with that little smile on his face, and his gameshow host voice hasn't broken as he asks: "So, gentlemen, what'll it be? A chance at the information you seek and an escape, or will the both of you have a bitter elixir to swallow?"
Dante knows there's no good answer, and he looks to Tatsuo to see if he's got some sort of guidance. He doesn't know, he's never known. He's never been prepared to take on this hell.]
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"Or perhaps it's time for the both of you to take your medicine," Ghost muses, and out of the darkness comes another ghostly figure, the nursemaid, a bottle and two glowing spoons in hand. Her fingernails are longer than they have any right to be, and there seems to be some sort of coating--poison--glistening on them and beading up. She stops between the beds, expertly pouring out a measure of some liquid into the first of the glowing silver spoons.
Dante's eyes go wide as he watches her pour, shaking his head and looking over to Tatsuo.]
Don't take any of it!
[Unfortunately, should they struggle too much, the sheets will also separate into straps to bind their legs down, too, so how much they can resist the nanny's medicine is questionable.
Ghost is watching all of this go down with that little smile on his face, and his gameshow host voice hasn't broken as he asks: "So, gentlemen, what'll it be? A chance at the information you seek and an escape, or will the both of you have a bitter elixir to swallow?"
Dante knows there's no good answer, and he looks to Tatsuo to see if he's got some sort of guidance. He doesn't know, he's never known. He's never been prepared to take on this hell.]