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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[spotsalone]

[ His head tips to the side. ]

There were over a hundred of us on the ships, if that's your meaning. We lost more than half. I was with a group of around a dozen just before I awoke here.

[distain]

You look worried. [She's not sure she's yet seen that kind of expression on Tia's face. Andrew tilts her head to the side and brushes hair back over her shoulder.]

I'm well now, aren't I?

it's too late to icon the panel i would want to use for this so pretend please

[distain]

There are some things she's better off not knowing.

[Andrew does stand now. The darkness has been in her eyes long enough that she can try to squint out through the shadow and form the shape of someone else in her eyes.]

You have surely received similar advice in the past.

[Stop asking questions.]

[coldseep]

( He likes that sentiment... u got him )

Mmm . . . Only because you insist. Only because it'd be a privilege to have this set on a fond shelf in your memories, alongside the other good things in your life.

( HAPY... he's a simple creature )

[coldseep]

( His gaze falls, whether or not G'raha can see it, and he falls quiet for a brief time.

Softly: )

... It's really hard.

( And then: )

... But, you were right. Maybe this doesn't fit the mood of the festivities. I'd be happier if you enjoyed yourself.

[spotsalone]

[ Hickey smirks. ]

For the benefit of your friend or yourself?

[coldseep]

( seems happy!! even if it's not alcohol )

Were you born with it?

[coldseep]

... Yeah. Just a chance.

( He rubs at his eyes... ugh... )

... But chances can be really fleeting, huh?

[coldseep]

Surprise!

( ok hwy )

Your home must have things like unicorns and gryphons and things, right?

[diel]

[ that's what she had thought too. they were 'better off' not knowing where their mother went, and why the money came back in her place. and look how things turned out. ]

Yeah. But you know, I never asked about the important things, so I was never told. And then... suddenly there was no one there to tell me.

[ will they really get to return home? ]

Funny.

[antemeridian]

[ firmly: ] I was not.

[ it's gentled a little bit by the fact that this is a party, but still... ]

Though I really was mostly clarifying out of curiosity's sake.

[coldseep]

( He smiles. )

I can speak confidently about my heart, and my heart wants the two of you to be happy.

( So maybe he's moved easily - foolishly - by a woman he barely knows; a woman he'll likely never meet; circumstances he hardly has the slightest clue of. Other dragons think he's strange. But he can't help it - he can't choose what he's moved by. )

And, besides . . . I'm much less certain about myself, despite all my love. How could I not admire the certainty of your feelings, and wish you well?

[arbalestrier]

I see. I've gone without food or water for about a week, but the situation you're describing seems much more difficult.

[arbalestrier]

[Hwylryn clearly doesn't get it but that's okay, it just supports his innocence in the matter, probably???? Calling it a guild...]

The president holds a significant degree of influence over the entire nation. I've heard there were disagreements about his leadership, so the assassination was ordered by the members of his own party.

[snakeblood]

Just different objectives. You were probably just trying to survive, right?

[arbalestrier]

[Meanwhile, he just stares back at her, very intensely!!!]

[antemeridian]

You misunderstand. When I say it doesn't matter, I mean it doesn't matter.

... The sentiment is appreciated, I suppose.

[arbalestrier]

[???]

Is it? I don't recall that being a rule.

[antemeridian]

[ shhhh, it's fine probably. ]

[snakeblood]

It's not so much a rule as going against the point. Which is usually to make a lot of people drink but not you..... [ Or other petty reasons... ]

[coldseep]

( Oh, interesting... and not the most fun topic, he guesses? )

Well, I meant that it should be something you could do from birth... but if you had been born with such capability, magically or otherwise, then I wouldn't have gotten a sip out of you by clarifying first, would I?

( rascal that he is )

[coldseep]

They're terrified.

( He says this with an exhaled laugh - it's cute, in the way a child being afraid of what's under their bed is cute. It's cute - and it's sometimes a little lonely. And so that laugh rings slightly - sad.

His fingers linger where they land, but he'll pull them away if Vanis would like to save his back or neck and rise. He doesn't seem keen to move away, regardless. )

If I'm close, they'll often run away. Sometimes, if I'm far, they'll stop and admire me. But then . . . no matter how they react, sometimes, when I return, those little villages will start to worship me. I always wonder how those emotions flow into one another.

[diel]

Are you sure? That’s not what it feels like… at all. If I don’t need to apologize, then why… why do I have all this guilt in me?

[ years and years and years of it. ]

[diel]

Okay, but - why do they attack you?

[ sus… ]

[diel]

Then what happened?

[ how did he get like… this. ]