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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[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.

[distain]

["Suddenly there was no one there to tell me" puts a lump in her throat that she has to swallow to keep down. But it isn't about telling Herta anything that will put her at risk; it's about making sure...]

What is? There's only one joke here as far as I can tell.

[diel]

[ he wonders how far she can see when she refuses to tell. ]

That we're all different, but still the same. We just circle back, all of us.

[ he leans back into his corner, fading even more into the shadows. ]

I'm going to stay here a little longer. You're welcome to stay.

[distain]

... [A very cold, distant smile overtakes her features. She's fighting every furnace-flaring emotion to raise this dig.] You should be careful when comparing yourself to others. You never know what you're saying about yourself. I'd hate for that to implicate you in something terrible.

[If he really thinks he's like Herta, then she wonders how he'd feel if he know the truth.

She turns away, moving toward the door to the observatory.] They're getting dimmer, anyway. [The space now feels too claustrophic and enclosed.]

[diel]

[ his gentle laugh follows her to the door. there's nothing else, nothing at all. ]