CHAPTER 7 ; MINGLE

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 7 - WEEK 715 Narrators Remain ; Just before Narrators awake, those who are still attached to partners will dream of the two of them together – and then the sudden snap of a red string that connects the two of them. Once they awake, they’ll find the entire section of the rulebook pertaining to Partners has disappeared entirely. Apparently the time for partnerships is over. In addition, the castle has begun to empty out. Perhaps Narrators will notice it now especially on this morning, as their footsteps echo and the halls lack the familiar faces they’ve come to know. Upon entering the dining hall, the tapestries of Evan Hansen, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuo, Fon Master Ion, Fane, Varian, and Zelos Wilder will all catch flame and disappear as the fire engulfs them entirely, leaving nothing behind. Yet one oddity seems to have enchanted the castle this week – there are the sounds of running footsteps and the familiar laughter of those who have departed. Should you choose to follow this noise, you’ll be led to the Puppet Room. The door will shut behind you – you’ll catch be movement out of the corner of your eye. Yet instead of a puppet entering the stage and re-enacting a dramatic scene, it will just suddenly appear… closer to you. It lingers there, and makes no other move. Welcome to Week 7, everyone! We would also like to remind players to submit all of their Chapter 6 PCs and new PCs at the Private Conversations page and review the weekly ooc notes for important details in the castle. Something odd will be arriving on Wednesday, July 25th so keep your eyes peeled for that as well. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[sanguinairy]

[THANKS SHIRASU this sick potato is, uh. Struggling. Still conscious!! But definitely struggling. He doesn't even bother trying to push himself up, fuck this, fuck everything, his cheek is married to the nice cool ground which he's probably getting mouthblood all over.]

--Sorry.

[Wow that sure is a big wheeze. Shirasu is Not Wrong, this fool is a curse and also cursed and if there's trouble afoot, he will find it and yeet himself into its arms.]

Is Eichi...?

[wagashis]

Akechi has him.

[that's probably fine.

if souji isn't trying to pull himself up, shirasu will help with that too, carefully pulling him up to at least sit instead of lying on the floor. he'll support him.]

Are you badly hurt, or is it just...?

[you know, the blood coughs.]

[sanguinairy]

[well they are the resident big gays, so Souji does seem relieved at that, knowing Eichi will be fine. And thanks for the help sitting up! He sure could use it! He leans pretty heavily into whatever support is offered, trying to regain some composure.]

...I wasn't hurt badly.

[The injuries he has are all pretty minor and small! Whatever he did go through apparently had a pretty harsh toll on his body though, yeah. He looks like he's lost another month off his life, honestly, and seems extremely exhausted.

That's probably why it takes him a second to realize something.]

--Where's Aya?

[wagashis]

[shirasu looks over those wounds, nodding at his answer; yeah, they don't look bad at all, so he'll assume it's the illness currently taking a toll. he doesn't mind souji leaning into him either, adjusting to let him rest a little more.

at that question, though... shirasu gives him an apologetic look.]

Someone you saw inside there...? I'm sorry, but you two arrived alone.

[sanguinairy]

[IT SURE IS. TB!! Coming for his life every day! But at least now that he's upright and has a little more support than the floor, he's able to wipe his mouth clean. That's when he seems to notice he's holding something, so with a look of mild surprise, he opens his hand.

In it rests a small pot of purple ink.]

...Ah.

[Well.

That answers that.]

[wagashis]

[well-- that's unfortunate, isn't it. he glances down at it with a slight frown, then exhales.]

... would you like to go rest somewhere else?

[and, you know, not deal with whatever this is all about right here on the floor.]

[sanguinairy]

[PROBABLY IDEAL. He's quiet for a second, but eventually nods.]

Just-- a moment, to catch my breath.

[This foolass who wants to walk himself away from the dangerzone.]

[wagashis]

Very well.

[he'll wait... souji why are you like this, but also, he figures he can carry him again if it becomes necessary.

which he kind of assumes it will.]

[sanguinairy]

Thank you...

[Yeah it'll definitely be necessary but he'll valiantly rally enough energy to make it up like... 3/4ths of one flight of stairs, very slowly, before he gives up. Thanks for being a true comrade in these times of need.]