WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

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W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ ZERO: MINGLE

(35 ḡ̴̻u̷͌͜ê̴̯s̶̢͑t̵̻͝s̴̡̐ ̴c̴h̴e̶c̴k̷e̶d̸ ̶i̴n̴)

Good morning, esteemed guests. Did you sleep well? We hope you found your accommodations suitable. It did take some time to get your rooms ready, after all.

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.

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 00. 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.

…speaking of…you may find yourself learning more about some people than others. For the duration of this week, you will find yourself with a connection to your suitemate that cannot be severed. You will be able to feel certain pains and emotions that they feel throughout the week. Nothing brutal, mostly those pesky, annoying feelings you don’t want to share with people. Are you feeling a little embarrassed someone complimented you? Your partner will feel this embarrassment. Got a nasty little papercut from misbehaving? Your partner will feel that, too. And if you don't have a suitemate? Don't worry. You'll find yourself attached to the suitemates right next door to you. Try not to drive each other too insane, hm?

Oh, and we would like to mention…housekeeping came by and has provided everyone with one (1) travel-sized toothbrush and toothpaste. Clean your mouths, stinky guests.

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Comments

[unsaid]

Dear Yuri Leclerc,

Would you care to hold my hand?

Signed,
Mikazuki Munechika

[ashenvaliant]

buy a guy a drink first before you start trying your luck, swordboy

[unsaid]

Dear Yuri Leclerc,

I possess no money, but believe fortune smiles upon me.
Is there a type of tea that you prefer most?

Signed,
Mikazuki Munechika

[ashenvaliant]

is every message going to be this formal?

albinean berry blend. or serios blend, oooooor honeyed fruit blend. any of them wil do

[ashenvaliant]

*seiros

[unsaid]

Dear Yuri Leclerc,

When composing letters, is it not meant to be a matter of courtesy? At once I was going to begin each message with a commentary on the passing season and the customary update on what my days hold - but weather in this hotel is difficult to discern and we have been in the same place for five days so it felt a bit out of touch. [is THAT what felt out of touch]

Shall we take tea together then?

Signed,
Mikazuki Munechika

[ashenvaliant]

i think for these you can probably go informal. juuuust for these though.

sure, i'll have tea with you. i'll even let you hold my hand afterwards.

[unsaid]

Yuri Leclerc,

I shall heed your advice. Thank you.

How generous you are. Similarly, I shall bestow upon you permission to touch a National Treasure. A momentous occasion within the halls of this hotel.

Mikazuki Munechika

[ashenvaliant]

[ well. that's an improvement. probably. ]

honoured. looking forward to it.