Dreamland Host Post

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Once Tamaki is sure that he's assembled all of his friends that there are to be found, he drags them back to his room for an emergency meeting of the Host Club.]

Are any of you hurt? Have the kidnappers made any demands yet? Let's all stay calm and make a plan!

[He might be looking at Kyouya for that last part.]

Comments

[cakelover]

I found a candy shop!

[ #important contributions from the eldest person in the room ]

[glasshole]

You know, it's not really standard for the victims of a kidnapping to also receive the demands.

[God. No, this was expected. Expected enough for the following to have accompaniment from handwritten charts.]

From what I can tell, we've already been missing for several days. The amount of rations available suggest that we're expected to remain here somewhat longer which certainly suggests a ransom kidnapping. I would say I expect rescue to be imminent, however...

I think it's almost to a certainty that we're no longer in the country. Given the size of this park and the lack of any satellite reception... Well, that's going to delay any sort of armed response.

The plan is fairly obvious. Acting recklessly and drawing unwanted attention to ourselves is only going to make matters worse. Our aim is to avoid attracting attention until my security team manages to find us, or until whatever demands are met. But it also wouldn't be a bad idea to look for information that might lead us to learn where we are being held.

[crueltobekind]

My head hurts and Hikaru isn't here and I haven't seen any kidnappers at all yet!

[He may have missed that last part about staying calm and having plans.]

[crueltobekind]

[Following the announcement about rules and roles, Kaoru's making his way back to the Ultra Secret King's Meeting Room (or whatever ridiculous name Tamaki has given the meeting room). He's pretty pale and unsettled, obviously not dealing well with the situation.]

Hey . . . ah. We should tell each other if we have a buddy, shouldn't we? If we don't know and wind up voting out someone's partner— We don't want to risk that.

. . . I've got one.