Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[It takes a disturbingly short amount of time for the status quo to be restored. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

There's a new floor to explore, a perverse reward for a trial well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 2 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[desperateprayer]

[ Clarith is fairly easy to find. he's going to spend a lot of time in the garden. Stern is with her, sitting on her shoulder as she reads next to the memorials. She's been... Spending a lot of time here. ]

...Arianna?

[daughterofthemark]

[SPACE BIRD! LOOKIT. She's gonna have to try to befriend one of these too at some point.

uh

I mean.]

Dame Clarith. I received something of yours.

[desperateprayer]

Something of mine...?

[ BEFRIEND A BIRD, ARIANNA. BE THE DISNEY PRINCESS YOU'RE MEANT TO BE. ]

[daughterofthemark]

[At least one of them is probably looking at them with interest. Arianna doesn't notice, though, she's busy showing Clarith the front page of the autobiography.]

I must apologize. I've read it already.

[desperateprayer]

...An... Autobiography for me...? ...I don't remember writing this, Arianna.

[ But she'll take it and begin to leaf through it in interest. ]

[daughterofthemark]

I suppose you have yet to remember it.

[Watching carefully, also with interest. PLEASE DON'T DIE FROM SADNESS WHEN YOU FIND OUT YOUR FUTURE-PAST]

[desperateprayer]

[ ...She'll pause at one point. Read the page again. A third time, then just... Stand there. ]

...Oh...

[ Mikaela was... ]

[daughterofthemark]

[Just... gently taking her by the elbow.]

[desperateprayer]

She was... Already...

[ ...She's shaking a bit. Gonna... Sink down to the ground and just. Force herself to continue reading. ]

[daughterofthemark]

Dame Clarith...

[Starting to wonder if maybe she shouldn't have let her see this.]

[desperateprayer]

It's... It's all right...

[ ...So she did become a nun. And there's... Other people in her life now. Maybe? ]

...Thank you, Arianna. It is... Perhaps better to be prepared if I do remember Mikaela's death... Than to be surprised by it.

[daughterofthemark]

[It would definitely be a shock to remember something like that.]

You went through so much, and remained such a kind person...

[desperateprayer]

...I have something I need to ask Sir Kip about this. Do you mind meeting back up after I do? It's... Something important.

[ ...And she'd like to discuss it with you afterward. ]

[daughterofthemark]

Yes, of course. I'll wait here for you.

["Yes" in this case technically means "no" I think but shh.]

[desperateprayer]

[ She's not gone super long. Maybe about half an hour at most. When she returns, she's... Paler than usual. ]

...Arianna, may I keep this? I have... Something I need to talk about with everyone. And I don't want this disappearing. I feel like I can keep it safe.

[daughterofthemark]

Of course. It is yours, after all.

[...she might just take something else in exchange, though. A hand, for instance.]

[desperateprayer]

Arianna...?

[ She's confused, what is going on. ]

[daughterofthemark]

...have I done something wrong?

[desperateprayer]

...No. ...Thank you. For supporting me. ...And honestly for helping to stop me at the trial.

[daughterofthemark]

You're welcome. But I did nothing special, only... what you deserve.

[...what's with this nervous feeling]

[desperateprayer]

...You helped me not do something foolish. I... Could have been killed, as well.

[daughterofthemark]

...again, it's only what you deserve.