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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! |
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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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on the one hand, he had been rather reluctant to dance back in the very first week here - but on the other, he had agreed to do so with some coaxing, and hadn't seemed to hate it by the time they were done.
...speaking generally, though...
once he's finished writing down his answer, she speaks.]
You said you were not one for dancing, so... you would sit them out?
[...she kind of hopes he'd dance with her again, but. they're speaking generally, here. so.]
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anyway! as flayn answers, he turns his board around. it says "sit them out"! poking at himself just a little, yin yu shakes his head. ] I believe the term is a 'wallflower'.
[ ...though, back during that task, when they did it, it was alright. maybe only with flayn: he was able to relax enough that it was slightly less painfully awkward, and he'd enjoyed it, in the end. ] ...I've only had the one lesson, after all.
[he uses the edge of his sleeve to wipe away the words. ] Two points, then. [ yin yu may not have been very good at this game with many others, so... it's especially good that it's flayn... ]
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[she's just saying!
anyway. they're moving along at a rapid clip here, now that they've gotten started! they might even be able to finish this task quickly. flayn drops her attention back to the questions to find another that doesn't involve words or concepts she knows nothing about.]
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it's standing very close to her.
it's drinking her champagne.]
—oh! Where did you come from...?!
[baaa, it says. or whatever the sound a goat makes is.]
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that. that is a goat, of some kind, though it is larger than anything yin yu has ever seen in his life. he stops where he's reaching for a piece of cheese and stares at it for a moment. the goat, clearly having a very good day, is sticking its entire face towards the champagne flute, which...
...well, that can't be good. he stares at it for a moment longer, and then whistles to try and get its attention, holding up the slice of some kind of meat he was about to eat, to catch its eye. ] Go on.
[ and, as the moderns say, he yeets the prosciutto or whatever once he's gotten the goat's eye contact, a little ways away from their picnic. it's not exactly aerodynamic. ]
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the mountain goat has now developed a taste for flesh. it is now trotting over to stick its nose into the picnic basket to see what other goodies await it.
flayn looks torn between laughing and shooing it away.]
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Ah--hey! [ his distraction technique failed. okay, look, he doesn't live on a farm and feeding ghosts tends to get them to leave you alone too... just when he thinks he's successfully shooed the damn thing off, it shoves its entire nose in the basket.
at least there's nothing in it. yin yu still rises up on his knees to try and swat the goat away from the basket, or at least pull the goat's head out of it so it doesn't get stuck, but the goat, now wobbling and bleating, is absolutely making it harder on him than it should be. ] --hold still!
[ at this rate either he's going to fall over trying to get the goat free or the goat is. it tosses its head and he barely jerks out of the way, as the handle of the basket gets stuck on one of it's giant horns.
....yy, the ever capable: 0, mountain goat: 1. ]
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it starts first as giggles, but quickly becomes full-blown laughter, and flayn, smiling, reaches over to take yin yu's arm.]
Perhaps it is better to let it have it. We have what was important, after all.
[the goat wobbles off with its prize, apparently content... for now.]
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as flayn takes his arm, his shoulders slump, and he watches it for a minute, feeling oddly defeated by a stupid goat, but... it's kind of hard to be that displeased with it. flayn's laughing, and okay, he's a little embarrassed because his valiant goat fighting failed, but. as he looks back, the goat does look utterly ridiculous, and yin yu drops back on his butt to sit again and scrubs his hand over his face.
there's a pause.]
...I see the dangers of this place, now: thieving livestock.
[ ...and then, biting his lip to try and stop himself fails, and yin yu starts laughing, too. it's quiet, but nevertheless, he's in his own version of a fit of giggles right along with her. it eventually fades, his brows pinching together, shaking his head at the sheer ridiculousness of the entire situation, the smile remaining on his face. ] I'll take responsibility if the directors are displeased when we return.
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[with the goat off doing its own thing (maybe bringing the picnic basket back to its goat brethren?), flayn gestures toward the whiteboard that they, uh, abandoned.]
We are to answer three questions, are we not? To make up for losing the basket, perhaps we should aim for six.
[do i just want an excuse for them to stop using questions they recognize stuff and have no choice but to do the really silly ones? maybe.]
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flayn's overachieving solution doesn't make him laugh again, but, he's on board. the amusement is still on his face as he settles back down in his original spot, brushing some of the grass off of his knees and grabbing his own whiteboard once more. ]
I think we can do our best. [ they can certainly try. ] ...Then, I believe it was your turn.
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[hmmm. looking over the questions again... many of these simply don't apply. brand names for washers and dryers...? how should she know that? they don't use such things where either of them come from.
shopping online? don't you normally have to stand in lines if there are people ahead of you at the market...? isn't that the same thing as going to the store?]
Does your w... that is, do I prefer juice, coffee, soda, or something else with my breakfast?
[...and she scribbles something down!]
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juice, or tea.
prepared by yourself - ] I'm not sure that we've properly had breakfast together, my lady.
[ something to change, maybe... ]
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tea]
...we could change that.
[she looks hopeful!]
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yin yu ducks his head, a little nod. ] What type of tea do you like, my lady?
[ ...that's a yes, if any. he'll make sure it's around... ]
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[
like many from the monastery, she enjoys tea a lot.]
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...hm. anyway, back to these questions. yin yu's brow furrows briefly as he looks at the list again. ]
...What is one bad habit you wish I would stop?
[ he scribbles something down on his board, fairly quickly. ]
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when she flips the board around, it reads -
not thinking well of yourself]
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it's not a match, so no points. yin yu hadn't even considered that as an answer... he's touched, a little, his shoulders hunching, his ears and cheeks both flushing red. ]
... my lady is very kind. [ as ever... he doesn't need to reiterate that there's nothing good to think, especially after earlier this week, does he?
let's change the subject. ] ...next, then.
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[...but yes, the next question.]
What is one thing that... ["your wife" is just too hard to say.] ...I would like to change about myself?
[...and she writes down an answer to wait for his!]
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