Escape Plan
Hound:*roaming*
Dialyn:*behind a trash can*…. I am going to sprint away.
Sunna:Please don’t leave m-
Dialyn:Shhh. You are going to haul ass to the port and pay the ferryman. It’s imperative you do not scream. That’s my job If I’m not back in three minutes, leave. Okay?
Sunna:*nods*
Dialyn:Good girl. *inhales*….. AAAAAHHHHH!
She throws a can and immediately starts sprinting as death chases her down like a rabid dog. Sunna manages to stay perfectly still until they turn a corner. The poor girl runs with everything she has, ignoring the haunting bellowing.
Meanwhile, the service rep is making sure everything hears her as she dashes and dodges through multiple buildings towards the center of the resort.
Dialyn:HEEEEELLLLP! HELLP HELLLLLLP!!!!
Hound:*gaining on her*
Quickly, she kites around back towards the beach, heading towards a certain emergency pod that just got done. Immediately, Dialyn uses her hoop to press the panel for the door. Right before she could get swiped, the sound of a ferry horn distracts the predator.
Dialyn:XIAO’GUANG!!!!!!!!!
The Qingming swords container comes rocketing out, scooping up the screaming girl. In the blink of an eye, a streak of white leaps off of the Hounds head and soars towards Dialyn, grabbing her as they fly towards the port and crash onto the departing boat. The two crashers remain laid out on the deck while Sunna’s legs finally give out.
Dialyn:Sunna….did you…pull the horn?
Sunna:*trembling* Y-Yes…
Dialyn:Oshi…for life.
Xiao’guang:Thanks for doubling back, and….sorry for the trouble.
Sunna:It’s all my fault!
Dialyn:It…It happens. At least we made bank. Now then, what have we all learned today? If it looks like Aria, sounds like Aria, and flies like Aria….
Sunna:It’s never gonna be Aria.
Dialyn:And?
Xiao’guang:Avoid narrow hallways.
Dialyn:If anyone asks, nothing major happened.

















