WEEK ONE

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WEEK ONE

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Maybe being swept away to a fancy castle isn't what you wanted (Hickey aside), but the fact of the matter is that you're stuck here, at least for now. Thankfully there's enough food even if hot chocolate for breakfast might be a bit rich for some palates. There's at least a stock of raw food in the kitchens, but your hapless kidnapper is a Witch, not a chef, so you'll have to perform your own, manual kitchen magic if the provided meals aren't to your liking.

Just try not to burn the place down before you get the chance to take your host at his word (that you'll be leaving in a week's time, certainly, trust).

If you do get the cabin fever immediately, the grounds are a beautiful reprieve from the great indoors -- and if nothing else, perhaps you can find time to get to know your fellow guests. The weather is gorgeous all week, cheerfully sunny, which lends something to the mood.

WEEKLY EFFECT

This week, characters will feel heightened emotions periodically. If they're very happy about something, it'll feel like the best thing in the world! If they'd usually brush off something mildly annoying, suddenly it'll grate on their nerves. This effect will last throughout the week until investigation and is completely optional.

[OOC: Welcome to Week 1! Despite the lack of any threatened murder (except in Witch's direction), there will be a case this week. We'll have a small optional event on Wednesday at 1PM EDT/10AM PDT, but it won't require real time threading and can be done over the course of the week. ]

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[baebladie]

[ Blade shouldn't really be picky - maybe the good mood is temporarily awakening the blacksmith in him, though. Of a time where he certainly had less vague and apparent issues.

What is to be done about it, though? And to think, there's nothing like the kind of weaponry he is more used to. He just really isn't so endeared to the flashy craftsmanship as a whole, either. ]

No. Not entirely.

...Are you?

[snakeblood]

Social what?

[simulacres]

[ ayaka hovers around the area for quite a while. she's understands that this is necessary, according to witch, but her idea of confessing in front of so many people is a terrifying ordeal for her. it's shameful, it's disgusting, and it's terrifying.

she wonders if it's even worth it to do it. maybe her soul doesn't need to go back. if she returned as a soulless husk, then saber would still be able to get some use out of her... but then what would have been the point of going out her way to finally decide to be his master?

she feels light headed and her head aches, like she's once again at the church with [ ], when he [ ]. she can't even blame that on philia's suggestion magecraft anymore, however. nothing in this world can shield her from her own sins any longer.

she takes a ruby and begins her confession like a criminal on death row. ]

I'm... not human. I'm... something that only exists to hurt and destroy others. I killed the people that took me and then I killed the person that took care of me after that as well.

[simulacres]

Is she that bad of a cook?

[diel]

[ he never asked for her name anyway. he was only ever curious about the person who claimed her feelings, whatever shape those feelings took. enough for her to yearn across stars. ]

Would you be disappointed if she stayed far away anyway, even if this place was safe?

[ he’ll answer her question in a bit, if he doesn’t get entirely distracted by her answers. ]

… What if she doesn’t think of you?

[fourtuity]

Social engineering. Like, uh, solving his security questions to get into his accounts. Or seeing if he wrote his passwords anywhere. Or getting him to plug in something to his computer that steals his info.

Probably easier than hacking, but I can't recommend breaking the law. Haha.

[simulacres]

What changed?

[dumbface]

[ ...ah. under all of that cheer, she seems like a pretty normal girl.

he has a history of never saying the right thing or being able to console anyone, so unfortunately he doesn't have anything to offer her right now. only his perpetually blank expression, softer but only slightly.

maybe he'll go find her a stick later so she beat someone up if they come at her. ]

[snakeblood]

I already went through his stuff before. [ You know, for investigating. ]

[simulacres]

C-cannibalism? And they agreed with it, too?

[fourtuity]

Of course you did. [ Bruh. ] I'm not even sure why I thought you haven't gone through his phone.

[diel]

[ benefits… mm… ]

I think… there’s some. Like… family meals.

[ but then he thinks what would have happened if he hadn’t - well… he did… like eating with her once upon a time. family meals then would have been a dream. still. ]

But it’s better if it’s a different life. It worked out better for me.

[dumbface]

[ he takes in her expression and the way she speaks every word.

while he doesn't understand all of it (endless carnival, that isn't a name that sounds bad, but what she said about her brother dying if he'd gone inside gives him pause. a name that sounds pleasant, but hides something sinister. there are places like that out there, he guesses), it seems like this confession is anything but simple. ]

If you did it to save him, that's all that matters. [ he can't say he's never been selfish, anyway, so it isn't like he can judge. ] But did it?

[baebladie]

[ The woman may have, but is Blade offended? In a state like this, it's hard for him to be, and even if he wasn't, he certainly wouldn't be. As bold as it is for her to point it out in the first place, he won't let the moment fall into silence.

Instead, he'll say: ]

You're right. I am.

[ Plain and simple. It's not exactly the most best admission, but Blade is nothing if not straightforward in these matters. ]

...Time dulls everything; even what's vibrant. A flower naturally be satisfied.

cw: domestic violence and child abuse

[diel]

She said we needed the money.

[ and… it’s done. it’s over with. he can probably talk about it. it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t matter. ]

Once we had enough, we could leave. But I - we were getting hurt at home. And she was getting hurt at her job. And in the end, she never came back.

It was easier for her to… to escape. Without me. I know it was.

[calamitish]

Ohhh, he knows his stuff doesn't he? Though that wasn't what you asked.

[ ignoring that he derailed himself. ]

My choice is the tiger.

[diel]

[ unfortunately the sis is the problem ]

What more do you want? Do you think it didn’t weigh my soul properly?

[arbalestrier]

[He has so many questions about this scenario, but Sousuke puts his meager imagination into overdrive trying to picture Clover's story. After taking a minute to seriously think it through, he finally decides.]

I would direct him to the door with the woman.

[allrounder]

I'd like to think that I did.

[ A little smile. ]

I doubt he would have agreed to the plan otherwise. Not without a fair share of amendments.

[calamitish]

Then my duty here is done.

[allrounder]

[ 👀 ]

[snakeblood]

And his ledger and other shit while he was sleeping.

[smdr]

[ yaaaaay.

jinx is throwing a ruby back and forth between two hands, looking pretty neutral about the whole thing. ]

Well, once I stole some grub without paying for it. Twice... Three times, maybe? Nope, definitely more than that.

[ yup ]

Then there's the whole... killing of a father figure thing, almost killing of a sister — tried, trust me — blowing up a big old government building, trying to tear down a society... Take your pick for the "judging" thing.

[ just gonna dump that ruby on the scale with a taa-daaaaaa because whatever, right— ]

[perfectpower]

Well I stole shit for 500 years, so.

[perfectpower]

Maybe I should teach him magic then, if he's strugglin' so much.