WEEK THREE

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WEEK THREE

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You awaken smothered in wonderfully soft blankets. If you are lucky, there is a warm body next to you, but... those are becoming shorter and shorter in supply, aren't they?

It's Monday at Château Ambregris, and you have just arrived here. Whatever clothes you are wearing, whatever injuries you are sporting... They are once again accurate to how you were before this tale began. Whether this leaves you with any urgent matters to take care of or relieved of ailing you had contracted in the 'last' week, the gong of the numerous clocks chimes out indifferently to the hour. Gone is the urgent summons of the past two weeks, with no Witch to greet you.

Rise and shine, and face your 'first' day in your 'new' home! And though you may now think yourself quite familiar with it, maybe another look around wouldn't hurt?

TIME LOOP:

-Characters wake up with the clothes they had with them at their canon point, like in the intro log.
-The state of their bodies is exactly the same as it was on the intro log (for better or worse).
-Any items they accumulated last week are also reset (sorry you'll need to build up your weapon cache again), except items that were given out as event rewards. Please note that the item uses are not reset.

LOCATIONS UPDATED:
- library, gardens
- mud bath → aquarium
- menagerie → photography studio
- grotto → greenhouse

WEEKLY EFFECT

This week every character will have a spirit animal that follows them around like a familiar. The choice of animal is up to you (natural or supernatural), but it should represent them in some way. The animal is restricted in size to that of a large dog and is incorporeal, though it can interact with other spirit animals. As the animal is a representation of their heart and inner self, it might be better at expressing itself than it's owner.

Yes, this is basically daemons. This palace clearly needs more animals for emotional support!

(OOC: Murder proposals and counter proposals are open! )

MONDAY • TUESDAY • WEDNESDAY • THURSDAY

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[diel]

[ eventually yoru finds him. ]

Hwylryn~

[ in a soft sing-song voice, like a sweet lullaby. yoru pushes into the room and makes straight for the dragon. he covers hwylryn’s ears first (shh, don’t listen), cradling the sides of his head and pulling him down to touch foreheads.

then he says no more, just breathing in time with hwylryn, watching him cry silently. ]

[coldseep]

( Hwylryn recognizes the voice, but it doesn't register until Yoru's scent pulls him from his fear and he recognizes Yoru's hands; his forehead against his; that he is not forced to watch the nightmare play out - something, frozen in the headlights as he was, he seemed to have lost sight of.

With shuddering breaths, he closes his eyes, and just breathes, like it's the first time he's been on land. In, out, in, out . . . the tears quietly dripping down.

Eventually, in a soft, small voice: )

. . . Please don't die.

( The fighting he can take - but, the death is just . . . )

[diel]

[ yoru keeps his voice warm, though a cold, quiet laugh weaves its way into his answer. ]

I won't.

[ he says as his face is covered in blood smears in this icon, dw bout it. it's just strawberry jam

he truly doesn't think he can. even here. that's why he's the first to volunteer to be voted, fearless in the face of his own death. ]

You won't let me, will you?

[coldseep]

( His voices catches in his throat, and he swallows hard. )

... I'd kill someone if they tried. I'd steal you away if you did.

( To yourself. And though his voice trembles, his tone speaks with all his death. )

[diel]

I want to see that one day.

[ hwylryn killing to keep the things he loves from being take away. is yoru one of those things now? not just jin? ]

I think I’d like it if you did it for me - the thought already feels nice. But I’d rather kill for you instead.

[coldseep]

( ***teeth...... my autocorrect has just given up lately... )

... Would you?

( He closes his eyes, the statement, to him, warm in his chest. )

To protect me, or to keep me?

( He doesn't mind which. Both are better than the crueler future his photos show him. )

[diel]

[ it made sense in my heart anyway ]

Hm? Do you need protecting?

[ he doesn’t think so, but he could be wrong. if hwylryn says yes, then it can be for that, too. two for one special from a two for one boy. ]

It’s what I do best for the people who are mine.

[ it’s what yomi asks of him. ]

[coldseep]

... Not right now.

( Not right now.

But they'd see. That's how it sounds, when Hwylryn puts it like that.

His eyes open a little bit. )

But I like being yours. Do you mind if I consider you mine, too? Yoru?

( Yoru, the one he's talking to now. )

[diel]

Not… Jin?

[ carefully, doublechecking. he heard what hwylryn said, but he’d assumed jin would be the first asked.

then again, he’s making it harder for people to reach jin, staying out as long as he has. jin is used to losing time, but even this is crossing the line, probably. ]

Do what you want, like you always do. That’s the best version of you.

[coldseep]

Then, I will.

( Yoru has his hands to his hair, his ears, so Hwylryn will steal his face - holding each cheek kindly, but firmly - like the plants of the deep ocean, that catch fish with a grip so soft, they don't realize they've been stung. )

Yoru, my Yoru. You're the one who came to find me here, aren't you? You're the one I've played with, and the one I've come to know so richly.

( His love for him and Jin stand separate - because they are separate, in his mind's eye. He doesn't know if Yoru would agree, but Hwylryn finds one does not preclude the other, even if they elbow each other out of the same space. )

If I am yours, then you are mine in that equal way. And I won't have that change. All right?

[diel]

[ once, he had thought he wouldn’t be hwylryn’s - and now, right here, he leaves the decision to him. it’s something like trust, or maybe hunger. he’s greedy for it, when it happens. it can mean a lot or it can be a whim, but being someone’s has always meant too much to him.

and all along, he’s been weak to such a thing. clinging to water lily, to even hwylryn himself.

he thinks hwylryn means it. ]

Alright. It won’t change.

[ but this chateau should be unchanging, looping its weeks, and yet… yoru isn’t static and neither is hwylryn. but if he means it, then it’s ok. maybe they can change together and keep this expanding trust between them unchanged. ]

We can be each other’s in an equal way.