Can you send me what it looks like?

Bounce.

Eeeeee! Bonesaw sticks her tongue out and giggles at her altered appearance. 

You have everything packed for the trip?

What was I supposed to pack? I don't have... stuff... besides what I'm wearing.

That's everything! 

And you made sure to use the bathroom before we leave so we don't have to stop on the way out? Bonesaw asks, with a broad smile fixed on her borrowed face.

Does something awful happen if I pee inside the monster, I went but the baby's kind of squishing everything in there.

So long as you went it'll be fine! Bonesaw sends with the same broad smile.

The orf can be squeezed into the torso of the beast, the underside being sewn up after her.

She waits. Keeps an osanwë-ear out in case Bonesaw has further instructions.

Bonesaw mounts the beast and ties the bit of leathery fur that will be serving as her seat belt and combs her hair so there aren't any tangles or messes and finally smooths any wrinkles out of her borrowed clothes as best she can.

And then they can set out, galloping through the hallways of Angband faster than any warg should be able to move.

At first this works fine. The orcs get out of the way, though one has an injury that means she gets a bit run over.

When they get closer to the edges of the fortress it's more heavily regimented to prevent unauthorized passage through the perimeter, though. The monster's too fast for any orcs to catch it and try engaging it, but they were not notified of a planned egress today and they sound the alarm.

A minute later, something's chasing them.

Fun!

Bonesaw drops a vial and now there is a stationary cloud of potent knockout gas in the path of their pursuer.

He bothers to go around, at least? It doesn't slow him down much.

Bonesaw looks back at her pursuer, squinting. 

Looks sort of like another warg almost but sleeker and healthier?

Bonesaw spits out a dart that moves at nearly the speed of sound.

That hits, but he shakes it off.

Well what should have happened there is that all the blood in their body would flow into their head until the pressure squished their brain and blood sprayed out of every orifice in their face. Also they should have become allergic to chocolate. Maybe that part still worked.

Well, if their biology is going to be this rude than maybe she should use someone else's. She tears a scrap of flesh from her mount and throws it to the ground along with a batch of vials, the flesh bubbles for a moment before exploding into a sticky thermite infused mess.

This, too, is worth avoiding, but he's still coming at her.

Jeepers he's tough.

.... This is taking a while and she's running low on tricks she prepared for this escape. What she does still have are the contingencies from before she was in Arda. She digs her fingers into her thigh, extracting a small yellowish sphere and flicking it at the chaser - aiming for just in front of his feet. It explodes as it lands, spraying the immediate vicinity around her pursuer with a self-replicating acid that tears apart even vaguely biological matter on a molecular level to assemble more of itself. It was designed to act fast enough that Crawler's regeneration wouldn't have time to react, consuming his entire body in the blink of an eye.  

Okay that one works.

Good, cause she only had one of those! And three other ways to kill Crawler but two of those were parahuman specific and probably wouldn't have worked on whoever that was.

The osanwë scream suggests maybe Sauron.

Aww, he'd seemed nice enough.

Soon they're out of osanwë range regardless.

Yeah, the smugglemonster is pretty fast. It's not that long before they're out of the environs of Angband and the rubble and sand and blasted lifeless dirt is giving way to stubborn weeds, then to scraggly prairie, and finally to trees.

The baby isn't due for several hours so she's going to keep moving away from Angband so long as the smugglemonster is still functioning.