Rav finds you entertaining. There's just a large bit of enthusiasm at work.
Hearing Cyrus hollar into the kitchen she swallows what's in her mouth and yells back, "I ain't got your stupid ol' keys!" Looking up at Ruedo she asks, "Do you know what keys he's yellin' about?"
Cyrus ignores his rather slow cellmate and opens the foot lockers one way or another.
It takes a little bit to figure out which key they had collected to go with which locker, but Cyrus managed to get them open.
"Oh, cookies," Ruedo says finally, after Cyrus opens the lockers.
The monk/pirate tosses the snacks to Ruedo.
"I've got the password if we want to try disguising ourselves as guards or... cooks." Cyrus says finally walking into the kitchen.
Eri looks up and smiles as she sits in the middle of her mess covered from head to toe in blood and guts, an almost sedated look in her eyes as her stomach seems a bit distended from gorging on the remains of the former cooks.
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Ruedo eats a cookie thoughtfully. "These are good cookies. Maybe I ought to find this 'Lil' and pay her a visit."
After finishing one, he wipes away the crumbs from the corner of his mouth. "Unless we have a solid plan, we should get to our supposed benefactor. I'm all for a little mayhem, but not being caught or killed."
At hearing the word "cookie", Ruedo has her full attention. Looking up at him she says, "Did you say cookie?"
Ruedo barely conceals his disgust at the gore-covered girl. "Yes, cookie. Please clean yourself up first before I give you one."
"Oh, this place has made you far too finicky, Ruedo," Caliban says.
Cyrus makes no attempt to conceal his disgust. "We can't take you with us if you're going to be covered in blood. Shall I explain what 'low profile' means and why it's so important for escaped convicts like us?" Cyrus asks.
"That might be a little over her head," Caliban says.
"No doubt."
She sticks her tongue out at him, "Oh shut it. You had your fun, these two were mine. I do what I want with em'." She kicks what little there's left of the remains and stands up, slipping a little in the gore. She giggles slightly, "I guess I did make a little mess of them didn't I?" She almost sounds proud of herself before looking at Ravan as blood drips off of her, "Could you help....with this please?" She says gesturing to all of herself as she changes back into her skin suit, her slight stature of 5'2" giving an almost innocent look to her if not for the blood she was covered in.
Cyrus pinches his nose. "It's not about fun. It's about not getting caught again."
Getting a little scowl on her face she crosses her arms, "Fine...whatever. I won't eat anyone else until after we're far far away from here...happy?" She lets out a defeated little sigh, no one ever let her do anything or always thought she was stupid and useless except for her viciousness and violent tendencies. Maybe it was her age, maybe it was her lack of experience in a lot of things...but it seemed like no one ever listened to her. "I said I was hungry..." She mutters in a more pouty sounding voice.
"Well now you've taken care of that haven't you. That...meal should tide you over for a bit." Ravanalonna says calmly as she waves her hand, the blood and viscera sloughing off of Eri's body and washing out of her hair leaving her as clean as if freshly bathed."And there's definitely a time for fun, it's just that being careful sometimes means getting to have even more fun later." she says with a sly grin.
She nods her head as she's careful not to step in her mess again while stepping closer to Ruedo and holding out her now clean hand, "Okay....cookie now please?" At least Ravan wasn't mean or talking to her like she was an idiot. She didn't want to get caught again either, it's just sometimes she got carried away. Ravan was right and what she ate would hold her for a couple days easily. Looking over at Cyrus she sighs, "So some of you are big enough and mean enough to pass for guards....what am I supposed to be, the guard dog?" She asks with a derisive snort. She really had no idea what to disguise herself as that wouldn't seem suspicious.
Ruedo hands Eri two cookies before wrapping up the parcel again and stowing it on his person. "It entirely depends on what the plan is. Do we have a plan, Cyrus?"
She takes the cookies and munchies on them slowly while humming happily as she lets the thinkers figure out their next move.
Before enjoying her treats she looks up at Ruedo, "Thank you." She says with big eyes as he hands her two cookies instead of just one like she was expecting. She enjoys the yummy treats as she eats them slowly, humming quietly to herself as she waits for the grumpy grownup to decide what they should do next.
"You're welcome," Ruedo says to Eri.
"Oh, how cute. I think Ruedo's getting sweet on a girl," Caliban chuckles.
Ruedo's face remains impassive as always. "Quiet, Caliban. There's no time for nonsense."
Caliban merely lets out a throaty laugh in response.
"We can try our hand with the guards at the main gate if the password doesn't work Ravanalonna might be able to get us through with her magic." Cyrus suggests. "Or we can try going over the wall and you can swim to shore, that is if you can make the climb."
"I prefer the non-athletic route," Ruedo says. "It's not one of my strengths."
She thinks for a moment even though thinking wasn't one of her strengths, "Wasn't there some kind of door looking thingy or something like that on that cloth thing you were carrying around? Would something like that be helpful?" She asks, thinking to herself that it's probably a stupid suggestion even as the words come out of her mouth.
"There was a window. The only thing is we have no idea what it would open out to until after we use it." Ravanalonna says thoughtfully.
"I am a bit curious about that item myself," Ruedo says.
"I think our best bet is just to get the hells outta here. The night is dark and Ravan seems to have a way with the meat sacks, if all else fails we got Jack." She says as she finishes with the cookies and starts getting anxious to leave.
Ruedo nods. "Let's go."
"I can see pretty good when it's dark like this. Want me to take a look outside and see if there are guards and where they're at? Maybe I could use that cloak to put over me so they don't notice? I don't know...I'm not good with plans."
Ruedo nods. "Sounds reasonable."
Taking the plain ordinary cloak they had found she wraps it around herself before stepping out of the door and taking a look around to see what might be waiting outside for them.
"That's actually a very sound idea Eri" Rav says with a nods of approval.
No one in her life had ever said a kind or supportive thing to her, or about her for that matter. She had almost started thinking that nothing about her mattered in the least, and then she gets tossed in with this lot of people. While Cyrus could be cranky and condescending thinking of her as nothing more than some stupid little twit, Ravan and Ruedo didn't seem to think that way. She knew she was different and that not everyone could appreciate her particular....appetites and she knew she was a bit slower than most...but that didn't mean she didn't have feelings, even if she was a vicious monster. She was that way because she had to be. Before completely going outside to look around she looks back at Ravan and Ruedo. Unsure of exactly what to say she gives them what she thinks passes for a small smile and simply says, "Thanks."
The cloak is a little big on Eri, but she gets it to work fine. Shifted into her more bestial form, the girl could see a garden not too far from the door and lone shrub not far from that. A man in sleeping apparel comes out of the base of a nearby tower and stumbles towards Eri with a lantern. "Irena? Wearing Gregor'sh cloak again to shtave off the cold? How'sh about giving Daniel a kissh eh?" The man is clearly drunk.
He reminded her so much of her old master that she backed up a step. Putting out her hand she shakes her head as she backs up to the door. He smelled of too much ale and vomit and she didn't want him touching her, she didn't like anyone touching her. Turning her head she looks at Rav, "I think you should deal with him." She says just a little more quietly as she tries to stay out of his reach.
As Eri looks at Ravan it isn't exactly fear in her eyes, but something close to apprehension and a look that says she's trying really really hard not to just rip his throat out. She knew that Ravan might be able to get some useful information out of him so she would try really really hard to be good and not kill the pig right away if it meant getting out of here with herself more or less in tact.