Week 5

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Week 5

[It's been five weeks (since you looked at me) and with the deaths of Shadow and Rukia, the group that was initially 20 strong has dwindled down to ten. Ten people in the span of a month and, even with the Overseers seeming increase in empathy for the remaining Champions, there is no end in sight for the Champion Excellence Program.

And again at 7 am on Sunday the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call there is no new floor announcement this week.

And again the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 5, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

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[refusedtoleave]

[Well, she'd guessed that Jamie would be picking something. At first she's impressed with the decoration. So much work put into this.

Then she hears the music.

What is this?

Just excuse the housewife whose frozen by the tables, she's out of her element.]

[cyan_maid]

Miss Natsuhi! Come on, you too!

[Jane looks in remarkably better spirits than she had the last time they spoke. It should be poignant to note that there's some Backstreet Boys playing at the moment.]

It's not a party if someone isn't having at least a little fun, is it?

[refusedtoleave]

[She flinches back into reality.]

...This is more like my daughter's school fair than a party...

[Shuffling closer to the wall, it's her friend.]

[cyan_maid]

[Shuffles up to that wall too, it's the enemy]

Even so, you shouldn't deny yourself, should you? It's not very fair. I won't make you do anything too silly, I promise.

[refusedtoleave]

...I'm fine, this seems more like an event for you and the other children.

[cyan_maid]

[Jane tuts, but she doesn't look terribly put out.]

Then would you mind if I kept you company for a couple of songs?

[refusedtoleave]

I don't see any reason why you can't.

[Maybe then, something she finds acceptable will start playing.]

[cyan_maid]

[Then let's just get acquainted with this nice, enemy wall here.]

Do you not do a lot of dancing at home, Miss Natsuhi?

[refusedtoleave]

Well me and my husband danced occasionally, to nothing like this though... It was more formal.

[She's not looking away or blushing at all. What are you talking about.]

[cyan_maid]

Oh, like...waltzes and such, or just slow dancing?

[refusedtoleave]

Yes, like that... I used to dance at ceremonies when I was young, but that was a long time ago.

[cyan_maid]

What sort of ceremonies?

[refusedtoleave]

Just things like harvest festivals and the new year.

[cyan_maid]

[Aah...is this like...having a shrine for stuff, then?]

So those would take place in the autumn, and then wintertime for new year, right?

[refusedtoleave]

Yes, and summer. My birth Father... He was the priest of the local shrine, I used to help...

[She was younger than her daughter then.]

[cyan_maid]

Oh. More shrines, then?

[Tell her about Japan, Natsuhi.]

[refusedtoleave]

There's more than one type of shrine. This one was a proper one, a temple one.

[But she's lived in a western mansion on an island for the last 30 years, with a westaboo.]

[cyan_maid]

Ooh. And you helped keep it up and all that?

[So it's sort of like being a pastor's kid?]

[refusedtoleave]

I tried. Most of it was just keeping the floors clean.

[cyan_maid]

That sounds interesting, though! I bet you've got a lot of stories about growing up there.

[refusedtoleave]

[There's a chuckle.]

Not the type of stories you'll want to hear I'm sure. It was trying times for everyone then.

[cyan_maid]

[Ah...so maybe not a very prosperous growing-up, then.]

But surely there were happy days, Miss Natsuhi...you can find them in even the darkest of times. We're managing here, after all.

[refusedtoleave]

[There's a small smile.]

I'm not sure when you think I was born. It was during the war... Hmm. My brothers and I had some silly arguments when we were little.

[cyan_maid]

Oh? Um...which war?

[There's a few of them in history yaknow.]

[refusedtoleave]

Oh! I was born in in 1939.