Epilogue

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EPILOGUE

Your stopped time has restarted. Whether you were in the grassy field or fighting for your life on the castle grounds, you'll suddenly find yourself in an untouched area of the gardens. Ish is back, and so are the items, and the dead.

You return to Chateau Ambregris with the certain knowledge that come Monday, you will greet a new week, in a home of your own choosing. No longer will the chime of the clocks hunt you down, no longer will the oppressive scent of roses haunt your senses, no longer will you be forced to watch the death of those you've come to love and hate.

Parting is such a bittersweet sorrow, isn't it?

Make merry one last time, in this castle of illusions. Ironically, your memories of this stolen time that never existed are the one thing that will truly remain to you.

END NOTES

🔮 All dead are revived as tsukumogami! Congrats on your immortality(?)
🔮 Any other contracts made with Ish will be honored
🔮 Characters may choose to leave for any world they desire.
🔮 Time has not passed while you were stuck in this loop!
🔮 There will be no cross-dimensional world travel, except for on Samhain (Witches New Year October 31st/November 1st). On these dates, Ish will enable everyone to visit each other's world freely.
🔮 Universal Communication will be possible, courtesy of Manba and Ish. Everyone who wants one will be given a small fox that can communicate with other foxes through voice and video; the foxes can talk and are fairly simple creatures, enjoy them and give them fried tofu once in a while.
🔮 Powers are on for the finale, but Ish will step in and yeet anyone who gets too out of hand back to their homeworld, so play nice! (or relatively nice. )

[OOC: Welcome to your epilogue! The timeloop is ended, the evil has been defeated, and you have some time to catch your breath in the castle before the rest of your life begins! ]

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[siffriend]

I'm not so easily bought, my Raha. Try again.

[ Also because he does not totally trust G'raha on that. ]

[allrounder]

...

[ He doesn't say anything for a while. ]

Divulge your location, my charming adventurer.

[siffriend]

[ In the quiet, (you wonder if maybe you've gone too far, you've pushed your luck, he won't want to seek you out after all, you want to claw out your throbbing heart and--)

Siffrin exhales softly, so not to let the tremble come through, and waits a moment more to collect himself. ]

... Taken by ice spirits.

[ If he recalls. ]

[allrounder]

[ G'raha doesn't say anything to that and it's a little while before he actually makes his way to the trees in the garden, though the answer why becomes obvious when he spots Siffrin in one of them and hurls a macaroon up into the tree.

Think fast. ]

[siffriend]

[ The macaroon hits Siffrin square in the cheek and startles them out of the tree and their swirling spiraling thoughts, but like a cat they land on their feet (20) with a wide-eyed look at G'raha beneath the rim of their, shoulders hunched and looking a second from bolting.

... ... ...

He won't, but. The stance is very much that. The white fox hops down after, yipping its greeting.

Hello hello! We've been waiting for you! ]

[allrounder]

[ He shoots the little fox a smile before aiming it at Siffrin, reaching out to pinch his cheek. ]

You look like you want to run.

[ Funny, how their boldness leaves them the moment they're faced with their choices. He finds it amusing. ]

[siffriend]

[ (You knew it!!!! You knew he'd pinch your cheek!!!!)

Siffrin'll let the punishment happen, though they're not happy about it. ]

Natural reaction to seeing food waste.

[ Lie. ]

[allrounder]

You...

[ He pinches his other cheek. ]

Are an awful liar.

[siffriend]

[ (Urg!!!!) ]

I haven't had time to practice my lines. My family members never...

[ ........... ]

Um, sometimes... they wouldn't notice.

[ No, they notice, Siffrin is truly a terrible liar and actor to boot. ]

[allrounder]

[ Now he's got both of Siffrin's cheeks in his hands and he smooths out the skin with his thumbs...

Before pinching him again. ]

Siffrin, I do dislike delivering this news to you...

[ There's amusement dancing in his eyes, though, so he really doesn't hate it. ]

They know.

[siffriend]

[ (You're gonna, as the youth say, lose it.) ]

... At least the loops reseting means they don't remember...

[ Siffrin'll put his hands up to G'raha's trying to turn to one to kiss his palm. ]

You seem like you'd be an open book yourself, my Raha. I bet you can't even play poker without giving your hand away.

[allrounder]

Well… you are not wrong.

[ He is a terrible liar unless he’s lying by omission. That’s always been the case. ]

Though I would certainly try not to. I do play games with an undertone of seriousness.

[ What can he say, he’s a bit competitive. ]

Now, were you afraid I would take out my ire on you?

[siffriend]

... That I crossed a line.

[ More specifically. ]

[allrounder]

Well... I am embarrassed, but no. You did not.

[ He's just here to dole out punishment, which is pinching Siffrin's cheeks.

Which he does again. ]

[siffriend]

[ (You knew it!!!! You knew it!!!!!






You're so happy you know him!!!!!!!!) ]

You shure? Feelsh like it.

[ Accepting it... for now... while the fox hops back into the tree for a nap.

Okay, enough, Siffrin's trying to take those mits off his cheeks-- ]

Everyone agrees. You're totally charming. Accept it.

[allrounder]

[ He'll allow it, threading their fingers together. If only Siffrin weren't wearing gloves right now. ]

An attempt to boost my confidence, is it? Truth be told, your opinion is what matters to me above all else.

[siffriend]

[ If only. The warmth can be felt to him anyway, a solid bit of proof that G'raha lingers.

(... Matters here, anyway. You know someone else's matters far more elsewhere.

But you don't want to say so. Just be happy, Siffrin. For once.) ]

So you won't be modest if I call you all kinds of things?

[allrounder]

[ oh my god i am going to wring him like a towel ]

Ah, well... I likely will be, but you can call me whatever you like.

[ A dangerous permission to give them, but he will anyway.

Because he secretly likes it. ]

[siffriend]

[ Straight-faced: ]

My cutie patootie kitty cat.

[allrounder]

[ Oh.

He regrets this, actually, and his hands fly to his ears out of habit. ]

Um... perhaps... not that.

[siffriend]

[ What happened to whatever, G'raha... Hands free now. Plan success. Siffrin can wrap their arms around his waist and swaaaaay just a bit. ]

Charming... kind, thoughtful... Handsome. Cute when you're excited. Smart, clever, soft. My favorite person I've kissed.

[allrounder]

[ Ah. This is even more embarrassing, but who is he to deny them when their hands are on his waist?

Each compliment is like an arrow into his heart, one after the other, and a flush rises up on his cheeks. Good thing Siffrin can actually see it this time. ]

I... would hope that I am...

[siffriend]

[ He can... He likes it a lot, staring a moment before continuing. ]

... Mmhmm. Even when... you're heated, [ wanting, ] it's soft. I like the way you kiss me.

[ (You like the way he looks right now, too.) ]

[allrounder]

[ Heated.

The word makes his ears pin back against his head. ]

I cannot help it. You deserve the softness, and to know of my feelings.

[ As difficult as it is to express them in full with everything that exists between the both of them, he feels that the easiest way to do so is through the press of their lips together, and he wonders if it will be like that always. ]

[siffriend]

[ Talking's hard, after all. Being vulnerable... is embarrassing, and it feels awful. The chasm that lies between them isn't so large, but poor footing makes it dangerous indeed. For now, at least, Siffrin'll invade the rest of G'raha's space to rest his chin on the other's shoulder. Favorite position. Easier sat down, but it's fine. Little slouch.

(You wonder what feelings he can decipher from yours, and then stop. You don't know if you want to know.) ]

Such a sweet talker, too... [ Back to complimenting, unsure what else to say. ] Um. Courtly. That's a good way to describe it. Like a prince.