Kaitlin
Mallow could be rotated freely to Grim's pleasure- as stiff as a figurine. She took her sweet old time coming to her senses, but when she *Did*, she started squirming in Grim's grasp to break free.

"I am. Fine." Mallow probably was now, at least- speaking nothing of the fall. She batted at the Dartrix's head with sheathed claws in hopes of being released.

...

"They are all grass types. We have to use Bug Type or Fire Type or Flying Type Moves..." The kitten rattled off, having no such moves to speak of.
Max
*Grim winced at the batting.* "Don't hit me." *He barely felt it, but the principle of it was utterly unacceptable.* "We'll let them do... Whatever. Down there." *He gestured his head back.* "What do you say we take a look around? It's likely prince charming down there has this settled anyhow." *Without asking for confirmation, he sank back into the shadow, using a `Shadow Sneak` to dart around, off the side of the ceiling, and on the ground level somewhere- letting Mallow down once he was there. He normally couldn't see around while in his shadows all that well, but he had a sense of where the floor was, at least...*
Geri
❥───────────────────── 🎐 Napori 🎐 


꧁~ Napori slowly and shakily levitated back up, dazed and in wonder at where they were... Some secret tunnel, more like a secret sink hole they were all stuck in now-

◈ **"Ah, this place is so drab..."** She uttered to herself... Before her brain adjusted to the shock fully, she approached where she thought Cynthia was. **"That was one nasty fall, how are you dear?"**

꧁~ Napori liked open places, but something about this whole wide open space made her feel watched... Like she wasn't alone. Well, apart from the party of colorful personalities!

◈ Napori hadn't quite realized where they had ended up yet, and turned flusteredly to the bug that was now shouting ear grating word's straight into her brain. **"Do you m-mind not announcing our presnce? Th-that defeats the purpose of sneaking in-"** Napori gave her nonconstructive criticisms until she finally blinked away the last bits of confusion... 

꧁~ So they were being watched! Oh! No!


❥───────────────────── 🎐 Auclair 🎐
Tom
Mallow and Grim were able to sneak along the shadow upon the ceiling with ease. Everyone's attention was focused on the three who fell from above, their eyes glancing between each other, unsure of what to do. It was an awkward silence, each person entirely unsure how to proceed with such a shocking event and conflicting words. They needed someone else to decide for them. And eventually someone did.

"**APPREHEND THE INTRUDERS!**" Called a Grovyle in the crowd, hollering almost like a beast. And in just a moment, everyone listened. Some charged, some walked, some crawled, point being, all of them were making their way to the three. Caviar stood tall (Or as tall as he could, anyway) upon the tangrowth's stomach. He drew his whip out, crying out with gusto, "Bow before my might, mortals! Submit to my-" His mouth began to glow brighter, as if preparing a fire attack... But before it could come out, an arm reached up from the ground. The Tangrowth lifted itself to its feet, causing Napori to be pushed away and Cynthia to fall to the earthy earth. In the same motion, it grabbed Caviar in its hands, evoking a shocked "Urgk-!" From the vampire, dropping his whip and becoming entirely helpless in the creature's grasp.

It is at this point I reccommend Cynthia and Napori surrender for now, but that's your onus.

Grim and Mallow may also like to know that they could see two exits to this room, both tunnels. One was at the back of the room, where more beds were, and another was at the front, where there was more open space.
Tammy
"Orrrrr I guess we're fighting now!" Cynthia nervously exclaimed as the Grovyle ordered the charge. She really didn't like the looks of this. Her top priority was getting everyone out, but right now she couldn't act on any guarantees. Fighting here could lead to a lot more damage done than if she surrendered. Still, she acted on what little she could. She tried to quickly snatch the fallen whip before the others could fully notice her, the odds of which weren't great but they _did_ have Napori and Caviar to focus on. She'd slip the whip into her hat, which fell off her head after yet another fall, before placing the hat securely on her head. 

Now all she could do was hope nobody saw that, as she threw her hands — ribbons — into the air in surrender. There was no helping it; this was the logical course of action for now.
Max
*Well, that sure was something. Looks like a fight was going to end just as quickly as it started. He considered intervening and suggesting they be taken as prisoners, but that seems like where it was headed, anyhow. That'll at least show them who to save.* And then, if they cannot handle themselves, I suppose I can free them later.

*Someone aught to find out where the exit was, though. It's not likely everyone opened and left through the hole that just reappeared.* If things play out how I think they will, they'll be fine. They seem... Durable. *He looked over to Napori and cringed.* Mostly.

*Before he moved, he whispered to Mallow,* "What I'm going to do is dangerous. If you must leave to spare yourself, do not hesitate." *It was more a command than a pitiful gesture.*

*As such, he put Mallow down and stuck around for just a second to see if she was following him or not before moving over to the front, open tunnel- exit? Prisoners? Money? Who's to say?*