[For Vax] Return to Sender, backdated to May 17

[st_ingofthehundred]

Z's glasses in his hands, Kash sat on the black and silver couch trying yet again to Send to her. For the past day and a half, he'd done nothing but sleep, eat trail rations, and use Sending spells. Yeah, Sending failed between dimensions once in awhile, but it should've worked by now. The only reason it wouldn't... he couldn't let himself think that, especially since Vex hadn't answered yet either.

"Come on, Z," he muttered as he cast the spell again and then waited. And waited.

And waited.

Fuck.

He set her glasses down on his thigh, rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hands. Two more casts before he'd have to rest eight hours to try again and he wasn't tired. Desperate, but not tired.

Eyes closed, he let his mind slide over mental images of Vox Machina. The Sending would be strongest where is mind held the clearest image. His interest in Keyleth having long since subsided, his mind vacillated between the twins. Vex yesterday, so fine, he'd try Vax today.

25 words.

Trapped in pocket dimension. Can't reach Z. He wavered over whether to mention Vex, but decided Vax would flip out over Vex and not say anything helpful if he even reached him. Get Allura and Gilmore on finding me. This place is freaking weird. Is Raishan dead yet?

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[st_abby]

Presto-digit-ation? Vax thought that might be the fuss-budget tidying spell Tibs was always using. In which case, he had a good sense of why it might not really suit Kash.

"Showers with hot water," he agreed earnestly. "The lighting is useful. We prisoners get free food and fresh linens. It's comfortable, if damned maddening."

[st_ingofthehundred]

"So you think this is a prison?" Kash mused aloud and the nodded. "It makes more sense than anything else. I was thinking teleportation incident or overpowered banishment spell." Which it still could be, since they had to get here somehow. "Who's behind it, you figure? Raishan would probably rather have us where she can play with her food. Hotis?"

[st_abby]

Vax couldn't help the slight twinge that went through him at the last, but he could at least cover it better than the next man. "An illusion is the sort of thing a rakshasa might go in for," he admitted, "but it's an awful lot of trouble with too many odd players for it to be him acting alone."

He gave a philosophical shrug. "Maybe we're being chosen to serve time in this place, or maybe it's some sort of trap. It's possible it's even accidental somehow. But we're shut up together with no clear way out, all the same."

[st_ingofthehundred]

"You have to admit, it could give the Velvet Cabaret a run for its money," Kash answered with another look around and then shrugged. "There are worse places to be trapped until our friends figure this out. How's the drink? Because I could seriously use a few."

Or more than a few. A dozen. So many that he couldn't remember what he was trying not to remember. If nothing else, it would make getting eight hours rest less of a chore.