WEEK FOUR: MINGLE

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WEEK FOUR

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POPULATION: 29 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 Purple Heart 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, Winter Wizard will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Black Shadows 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. After the events of last week, perhaps you yearn for privacy. Unfortunately, it seems that though your past will no longer be put on blast, your feelings will be made known to those around you instead. Should you come into physical contact with somebody else, you immediately become aware of whatever emotion they are feeling and vice versa. The feeling will linger for five seconds after physical contact has been broken, at which point it will fade. But the knowledge will remain with you. And even worse, it doesn't necessarily have to be skin-to-skin contact like in your first week. As long as you are physically touching them, that will be enough for the effect to take place. Whether you want to or not, it seems like this is the week to wear your heart on your sleeve. Good luck.

Comments

[disreguarded]

[ she actually does seem to have a little bit of trouble staying upright. ]

Yeah. Do you know how to do laundry? [ she asks absently, still trying to get a couple tangles out of her hair. ] ... I guess that can be my first question.

[fishingforcompliments]

I have learned to do it with these machines, since coming here.

[oh, hmm, bad. Flayn's just gonna step over there and reach out an arm to help steady her.




there was dialogue where she asked a question here but I just remembered it's emotionshare week which means unless Beau dodges the touch she's going to get hit with a wave of Deep Concern.]

[disreguarded]

[ ah, well - flayn touches her, and gets... all of the emotion at once. only for a second and then like, five more, because beau immediately yanks her arm away. ]

-- Sorry, sorry. Sorry. [ she says hurriedly, jittering backwards. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[that's - it's a little overwhelming, if flayn's being honest, but she doesn't really have anyone but herself to blame for that. she's the one who reached out, after all.]

I am sorry - I was not thinking. [...] But... you seem a little unsteady on your feet, Beau. Are you... have you eaten anything, or had anything to drink, recently?

[...]

Anything prepared by someone other than yourself, I mean...?

[disreguarded]

Uh. [ she squints. ]

I think so. I keep forgetting to. But I don't ever make my own food, so... why?

[ ... gonna lean against the washing machine again. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[BEAU.

flayn looks increasingly distressed with each word she speaks.]

Have you noticed anything else amiss? Fever, shortness of breath, shaking hands... feeling cold when you ought not to be...?

[disreguarded]

[ ... ]

Uh. [ well. ] Not the fever or cold stuff.

[ she shifts. her high brain is really not cooperating. ] The rest of it I don't think had anything to do with me not eating, though...

[fishingforcompliments]

[that's... a little better. maybe. flayn isn't sure. the fever part didn't come until near the end for her...]

...Beau... [her voice is Intensely Worried. so is her face.] ...there is no chance you could have been poisoned, is there...?

[this conversation will be funny on sunday when the theater shows flayn dropping dead at the start of a trial, maybe]

[disreguarded]

[ a beat.

she looks down at her hands, and then back up at flayn. ]

I mean, there's not no chance. [ she says with a face. ] I'm probably fine. I'm immune to poison.

[fishingforcompliments]

...

You are?

[how handy. flayn's jealous.]

[disreguarded]

Presumably. [ shrug ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[presumably... flayn's brow furrows]

...were you immune before you came here?

[because that sounds like something that would get nerfed.]

[disreguarded]

Yeah. [ she is definitely nerfed. ] But probably still here, also, because why the fuck would I just stop being immune to poisons.

[fishingforcompliments]

...for the same reason I stopped being able to use healing magic?

[she is so butthurt about the lack of magic.]

[disreguarded]

Gods, I wish you could still use healing magic. [ :T ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[emphatically:]

Me too. I would have had all your injuries tended to in just a few short moments.