suitedreams | WEEK THREE: MINGLE

W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ THREE: MINGLE

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Good morning, esteemed guests. How does it feel knowing you didn't catch the appropriate culprit? Hm...all you can do now is move on.

As you awaken on Monday, you’ll find that things are just as they were the night before. The kitchen will serve piping hot breakfast during the morning hours, the pool’s been stocked with fresh towels and the gardens are open for anyone who wishes to spend some time among nature. However, should you explore a bit, you’ll find that a few new changes have been made to the hotel itself.

Your room service menus are still on your desks if you wish to browse before leaving for the day.

The front door no longer spins endlessly, for one thing. Should you make an attempt to exit the hotel, you will find yourself entering a new location. Some of you may even find this place familiar.

In addition, should you enter the elevator you will find a new button appears, proudly reading 03. Pushing this button will take you to a new floor where you will also find a few new areas to peruse. Explore to your heart’s content, get to know more of the hotel, and take your time in learning more about each other.

...then again, you might find you don't even get a choice. You don't want to learn about each other? That's just too bad. It seems that now that you've been here for some time, the hotel would like you to delve deeper and expose the parts of you that may remain hidden on a normal occasion. Throughout the week, wherever you are, you may find yourself encapsulated in a shower of stardust as your most private memories are revealed. That's quite unfortunate, isn't it?

Even more unfortunate for some of you, you may find yourself in the possession of memories you weren't aware you had. Memories that perhaps you lost, or memories from a different time...it can be quite confusing to have the memories of a different you, can't it?

Finally, for those of you with a spare ticket in your pocket, feel free to visit the Starlight Gift Shop, stocked with new items for this week.

[ooc: welcome to memshare week! as a clarification, for those of you who have apped a character you have played in other murder games, you are allowed to have your character remember their other-game memories and memshare these. should you choose to obtain these memories, however, the addition is permanent. have fun!]

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[okay just kidding she'll be back in a moment she just had to use the typewriter.]

Are any of you dying?

[ groans oofedly, trying to climb out of this ... tree ... with one arm ... ]

No? Maybe? Claude are you alive?

[your arm]

Stop struggling, just stay where you are.

[she's going to try to climb up there. this is a bad idea but she's trying.]

I called Aquila for Mollymauk, so - please someone call the others.

[ it's not GONE. its just bloody. it's fine. he straight up does not see her trying to do this for a moment because that thing thats sort of gone is one of his eyes, apparently. his face ones, for clarity. It looks sealed shut, almost. ]

I'm not struggling! I've got it, I've got it.

[GOD.]

Stop! You're making it worse.

[well she at least sounds upset. does that help. she nearly misses a branch but she does not fall out of this tree and die, I guess.]

I've really-- I don't have a golf club in me this time! We're calling this one a win!

[ he does stop at least since she sounds upset. imagine if we had to use one of the npc heals on harrow. ]

That is a really low bar to clear.

[uuuugh. she's on the ground now dragging her hands down her face.]

[ Claude is just chilling on his branch. ]

Yeah. I actually feel fine?

[ HE LOOKS TROUBLED ABOUT IT ]

... Are you like, okay? Do you need me to get someone to heal you, or are you spoken for?

I don't think I'm as bad off as the others.

[ ... ]

Actually, I'm... really not sure.

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Let someone examine you. Remember how Dimitri was after?

I will. [ he's rubbing his temple ] I didn't expect to be robbed of my faculties.

[gently - ]

You didn't have all that many to begin with. Stop struggling, let someone see to you.

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[ .... and a moment or two later, there's a whirl of shadow and out steps aquila, who looks up into the tree and

makes an aggrieved noise and mutters: ] You've got to be fucking kidding me. [ really why are you all in trees

to harrow: ] What you sent me's what you get, but I can at least get the rest of them out of there if they can't get down.

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[she's trying to climb this stupid tree by the time aquila arrives.]

...Yes, please. None of them ought to be trying to climb down with open wounds. I'll make sure Molly is stable while you do.

[ without even looking at her ]

You're going to break your arm next if you try and climb that tree, bone girl. Get down.

[you know what, i didn't roll as low as i was hoping for her to fall out so she will climb back down, appropriately scolded.]

[ good ]

Find me later.

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[ still halfway in the tree, trying to kick his way down now. this is not working SUPER well. ]

I'm fine!

[

they just kind of look up here for a moment and then -

there's another whirl of shadows - these move from the ground, then crawl up aquila's back, and form into the shape of a pair of dark, shadowy black wings that beat once, twice, and then aquila takes off of the ground to fly up to where molly is in the tree.

they mutter something indiscernible from the ground, and then lift both of their hands, which start to glow a soft, warm light, setting one against his face and the other just on whatever body part is bleeding the most. ]

-- Hold still.

[ oh that's better. we have all lost so much blood. leaning into the hand on his face, a little loopy because of the aforementioned bloodloss, and giving them a slightly delirious grin. ]

My face still look alright?

[ stop asking people this ]

[ stop that. they slap pat his face but it's not very hard. ]

's passable, I guess. How do you feel about eyepatches?

[ they keep their hands on him still, though, applying that sweet sweet healing magic, the glow remaining for now. ]