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WEEK THREE: MINGLE
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Rise and shine, everyone! At 7:00 AM on the dot, those who are asleep will be roused from their slumber by the sound of a bugle call. It seems that breakfast is now served in the Mess Hall. How nice! It's up to you to decide if you want to continue sleeping or not... But maybe it's a good idea to grab a bite and explore your surroundings. After all, it seems the fog has receded enough to reveal a few new locations. Regardless of what you do, be sure to check the weather before stepping outside. You never know when you might need an umbrella! Once you're up and at them, though, there are a few points of interest this week. If you swing by the Director's Office, you will find Black Shadows manning the receptionist's desk or flitting in and out of the rooms down the hallway. This week's tasks are now available, and you can check them out on the announcement board in the waiting room. Should you visit the Camp Shop, Purple Heart will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Winter Wizard doesn't seem to be stationed at any set location. Maybe it's their week off? Oh, well. Seems like if you want to get ahold of them, you'll have to pay your respects to the bunnies. As you explore the camp, however... You may find yourself confronted by scenes from a not so distant past. Or, perhaps, the so-called-movies playing on the big screen are completely foreign to you. But that's not all you will have to deal with this week. Continue skimming the edges of the forest, and you will find yourself going down memory lane. Literally. Speaking of walking down memory lane, it seems the theater and the portal aren't the only places to relive some fond memories... or revisit ones that are better left in the past. Yes, it's memshare week. It doesn't matter if you cover yourself up from head to toe, or pirouette away from anyone who might make physical contact with you. Simple proximity OR eye contact is enough to get the ball rolling. As soon as this simple condition is met, you will find yourself reliving the other party's memories from their point of view. These memories can either be canon memories, or memories from the game they were previously in. Regardless of what the case may be, this effect will last until Week 4 officially begins. Have fun, everyone! |
flayn + yin yu!
[this is awkward? it feels a little awkward. flayn has no idea what to say here. so, instead of acknowledging any of what's just happened, she reaches over and goes up on her tiptoes to help try and pick some of the rice that got thrown at them out of yin yu's hair.]
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when she pulls away for a second, he reaches up for the ties of his mask to undo it, and the minute it comes away from his face, a small stream of rice falls out with a “pshhhhh”.
amazing. ] ...thank you, my lady. [ sigh. ]
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[just.
hm. flayn bites her lip and looks from him, to the whiteboard, to the guide to the Yodeling Peaks that she can't read, and then to the instructions for the newlywed game.]
I suppose if this is like last time, we could be here for quite a while, so... [mmmmmm] ...shall we make the best of it?
[they can take a break! murder probably won't happen here. but maybe a goat will startle someone into falling from the peak?]
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he gives the mask one final shake to rid it of any less rice grains -- what a waste of perfectly good rice? -- and affixes it back to the side of his head instead of on his face, turning to look slightly at flayn, and then back at the mountain. ]
...yes, let's. [ the guidebook is impossible, but there's a trail to follow and a picnic basket. that's a start. basket over his arm, he nods to her once, and moves to start walking, a nice easy pace. ] We're supposed to answer questions about each other with these, is that correct?
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[awkward.
flayn follows along a few paces behind him, taking in their surroundings. mountains aren't so strange. it's almost familiar - though she never really hiked quite so much back home.
the, uh, yodeling is new, though. the first yodel that echoes through the air startles her - and she surges forward with a gasp, reaching out to grip the back of yin yu's clothing out of surprise.
she lets go quickly, though.]
—ah, I apologize!
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.....]
....Was that even a human being...? [ or some kind of weird demon what the hell
...anyway. ] ...it's quite alright. It's best to stay close, just in case.
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[for all she knows it could have been some weird demon.
she nods, and steps around so that she can walk at his side when they get moving again. there's a moment where she glances at his face, then wraps her arms around the dry-erase board. onward.]
...it sounded almost... musical, in a way, did it not?
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either way. yin yu slows his pace so they can walk side by side, cognizant of their size difference fairly easily. another yodel yell echoes from somewhere beyond the great beyond of this peak, but aside from being generally on guard, he at least doesn't jump this time. ]
I wonder what brought this task about. [ it's sure...different. ]
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[some kind of cosmic joke, maybe. The papers that be might just want to mess with them after last week's near-miss wedding.]
I do not know... But I suppose it could be worse.
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..but it shifts, into a small, just there smile. ] ...I'm...glad, it was you.
[ because even after the absolute trainwreck this week has been, even though they're probably going to have to do something immeasurably stupid with this game, he is still glad that flayn is the one who got shoved into that odd carriage with him. how very selfish of him, but...
(i want to be here for you, if you'll let me.)
...but he hasn't forgotten that, either. ]
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I am glad it was you, too.
[the knot in her heart loosens, just a little, and her shoulders relax.]
...well. Shall we find somewhere nice to set this up... [she nods to the picnic basket] ...and then commence with the... game, we are meant to play?
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so, when flayn reaches, he shifts the picnic basket on his wrist and opens his hand willingly, so her fingers can slide into his. it's a comfort to know she's close by - who knows what kind of dangers could be here, based on the weird battle cries and the... distant yelling... so, having flayn's hand in his is a sign she's right there with him, just in case something goes wrong. their last little trip together didn't end so well, after all.
...but, luckily, it's fine, even if they don't know it. at flayn's suggestion, he nods, looking up at the path. it winds for quite a bit, through a lovely natural forest dotted with flowers and plants. ] If this is a trail, I'm sure that it has a plateau or two to stop at along the way, or...
[ falling quiet, for a moment, he listens. beyond the occasional odd noise. ] ...I think there may be a creek or something, not too far ahead, if that will suffice.
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anyway, flayn nods.]
That would be lovely.
[she hopes there is one! with a smile, she gives his hand a light squeeze and off they go in search of somewhere nice to sit. this whole thing is pretty strange, but... well, she'll take the weird yodeling if it means things can get a little closer to being back to normal between her and yin yu.
...unfortunately, it's not quite as simple as a walk - a moment later, their surroundings seem to shift and they'll both be viewing a memory through her eyes.]
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he can only really compare the surge of energy that rushes down her arm to a blast of spiritual energy, the way it rocks and rattles and takes out a monster ten times her size. when the memory fades, almost as quick as it came, yin yu stops walking, and therefore, stumbles a little.
....it's only because he's blinking surprised at their surroundings, as reality comes back to reality, and.
......... ] Incredible. [ is all he really has to say. holy shit. ]
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[he stumbles as they come out of the memory, and she turns to try and help catch him, letting her whiteboard clatter to the ground as she reaches out with her free hand to steady him. it's probably not necessary - he can catch himself just fine.
it doesn't stop her from trying, though.]
I am sorry— that must have come as quite the surprise.
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I - [ eventually! after he's composed himself properly, yin yu lets out a little laugh, surprised. ] No...no, you don't need to apologize, it's alright...I thought that you may have had some magical abilities before we were brought to these places, but that was truly impressive.
[ his continual assessment of flayn has been correct. ] You're as always much stronger than anyone here seems to give you credit for. [ that part isn't so surprising. yin yu gives her a little smile, again, as if to try and assuage any worries.
...not to mention, this was definitely less invasive than last time. and it doesn't seem like he's going to trigger anything of his own (at least immediately), which helps to relax him a little bit more. he's still looking at her just a little bit stupidly, still quite impressed, when the sound of someone yelling in the distance startles him and he has to look away. ]
--right. Let's, ah, let's continue. [ onward!! to have their picnic ruined by mountain goats. ]
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[her cheeks are a little pink, but she definitely doesn't look displeased or anything. satisfied that he's found his footing again, she lets go of him with the hand that isn't holding his, but keeps her hand in his as she leans down to pick up the whiteboard she'd dropped. it's fine.
anyway, yes, onward.
his earlier assessment was correct - there is indeed a creek a ways ahead, and enough flat ground for them to be able to sit comfortably. she smiles when she sees it, and gives his hand a little squeeze.]
...this should do quite nicely, should it not?
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[ EMBARRASSED. he is embarrassed and overthinking now, so, yin yu falls quiet as they make their way up the hiking path, though it's not particularly uncomfortable. it is really nice out here, especially compared to camp (and compared to the last time went through any sort of portal... at least it's not raining), and as they approach the little clearing, he nods to the suggestion, tuning back in properly. ] ...yes, certainly.
[ right! okay. so, yin yu will immediately get to work, moving to the creekside to set out the blanket from the basket. it is nice: there are some finger foods, a couple of glasses and a bottle of champagne. ~ romantic ~. he picks a spot close enough to hear the bubbling of the water, but not too close, setting things out properly as he is wont to do. ]
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Ah... so, what we are meant to do is... one of us will choose a question from this list, and will write the answer down. The other will answer it. If our answers match, we earn a point.
[...]
It sounds simple enough.
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listening carefully to the game rules, yin yu looks to his own board. that seems... simple. maybe? he knows a decent amount about the kind of person flayn is... he thinks....
....maybe these memories being shared aren't the worst thing. if one of his own would share at some point that was more harmless, that might be nice. ] ...would you like to ask first, my lady? [ might as well get this over with. ]
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This question... "Who spoke the first words when the two of you first met?"
[...she'll scribble down her answer really quick, then look up at him to see how he answers.]
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that's easy.
the smile on his face is a little nostalgic, softening his features with the silly memory, as he recalls. ] You did. You said... "It's a ghost." [ a beat. ] And then you threw something at me.
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...her cheeks are a little flushed with embarrassment, though.]
I am— I am still very sorry about that! ...although I am very glad that we were able to meet, too.
[if he would have just kept running if she hadn't, well... if they were to go back in time? she would throw something at him all over again, to make sure they were still able to become friends.]
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his smile grows a little, and yin yu ducks his head, huffing a laugh. ] Lord Dimitri threw a knife at me later in the day, so, I'd say that a piece of fruit was quite harmless.
[ yin yu knows he is a cagey person, and also that he tends to terrify people on accident when he's sneaking around, if he ever gets noticed. his utter lack of presence means that he's able to move from place to place without any trouble for chengzhu, so, it's become something of a skillset. he wasn't really intending to be seen when flayn saw him, but.. he's glad that he was, too. ]
Let's see... [ yin yu takes a small sip of the drink he'd poured and glances at this odd question list. there are lots of things he doesn't recognize, either - 'car', for instance - but one seems to stir a little recognition. ]
...ah, alright. When it comes to dancing, would your - [ ..."husband" is making his ears slowly turn redder, and redder. ] ....would I, wait for a slow dance, get on the dance floor when it's time for fast moves, or sit them all out.
[ he scribbles his own answer down on this magical whiteboard in his usual neat handwriting.
a bit behind them, a mountain goat seems to have taken interest in their little picnic, and is starting to come closer from across the creek. ]
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