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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Comments

[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?

[frostlight]

[Her eyes slide shut, and she holds the tension for another beat before it just fades. That was . . . odd.]

That's right. You are.

You should watch yourself, though: With a witch like that, you never know what'll happen.

[distain]

[It certainly is odd, and when Tia's eyes open again, she'll find that Andrew is still looking at her.]

I'll be fine. As long as the weekly progress we were promised is made, I can watch myself until then.

Do you not trust him or worry about his claimed incompetence?

[frostlight]

[Tia is not afraid of eye contact. Here they go.]

I don't trust him to do what he said he'd do. What he does next will decide how everything goes, so he'd better not be late.

[distain]

What was it you said to me when you met? Humans love waiting? [That isn't exactly it, but Andrew might also be twisting the words for their impact.]

Once again, we're relegated to doing exactly that. We're short on time and have too much of it alike.