[b]Pink:[/b]

Even Bondi's lost in the show for a moment - she doesn't usually have someone to do the big pyrotechnics for her, so this is a bit special for her too.

You've set up the stage, you've got your people in place - the audience is going to follow the fireworks and roll up, roll up in a moment. This also bought Green a distraction to use to make her break inside. 

What does it look like? Where is Orange? How did Green use the distraction to get in? What will the audience see when they arrive in a few seconds? 

[The youngest child is just under 5 years older, the oldest is in their early 20s - Luis will be in the audience too, it's unclear who else. Bondi is going to want a balance of close-up performances and setpiece stage magic, like the escape act. Don't worry about the specifics of that unless you want to; The point is just that the close-up stuff will give Pink opportunities for banter, and the stage magic will give Orange opportunities to be Caliban. This is about theme, tone and making the area [i]yours[/i]. With the 10 explosives check, Green can pick any entry point she wants. What does she choose?]


[b]Red:[/b]

Sophie takes a breath. “Fucking with me's a good sign. At least it means you [i]think [/i]you were joking. I've still got to do a once-over before I dissolve you, you utter comedian.” The compression bandage gets her at least over to a battery powered saw meant for splitting skulls, it looks like Jason Vorhees pizza cutter. She gives it a testing whir for a second. 

She clicks her tongue. “I’m going to cut you now, and I’m going to do it slow, and I’m going to keep going until it’s serious.” Obviously this is a bluff to see how you react to - no. No, she’s not bluffing. Seeing your reaction is just the first part. She actually means it. 

It’s only after she’s seen that reaction she gives the follow-through: “I’ve got enough here for cybernetics that we can fix you up as soon as it’s done. But if it’s the kind of brain worms I’m worried about, then doing a proper diagnosis comes with way too much risk of triggering self-destructs or failsafes or…” She jerks a thumb towards the guy glued to the floor. “You just told me about how you were scared of being like him, right? Maybe that freakout was your subconscious warning you. I’ve seen it in neurocognitive hacking.” 

“Safest way I’ve found to see if there’s a trigger without setting it off is mild torture. It’s like dangling meat for the tapeworm to pop up so you can yank it out. I promise, Red, I’m only doing it like this because I like you so much.” She crouches down and tilts Red’s chin back. A thumb caresse’s her lower lip. “Just a notch on your thigh, just below the hip socket, and if you promise to be a brave girl for me I’ll give you something fun to bite down on.” 

[b]Black and White:[/b]

Crystal looks from White back to Black on this one. “I feel like I am on the receiving end of an open-faced compliment sandwich. Or maybe that’s just because you put the word sandwich into my-” Her stomach gurgles and she winces, “Head. You’re right. If the sandwiches are hot now, I’ll eat first, otherwise heat them for me while I’m in the shower? And then you will give me that shoulder massage while we talk. Neck, too, thank you, spookykins.” The kimono is already getting untied as she sweeps past looking for the lasagna. 

Just her own compromise she’s making about this, the minimum amount of fight she can make about doing it at all. If she’s going to do it, then it’ll be done as efficiently as possible.