week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. 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. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[brokencode]

[Discomfort still lingered on the corner of Angel's lips and within her chest. With Junpei, though, it was a bit easier to focus. The eyes of the assembled crowd weren't only on her. It made it a bit easier to swallow the spotlight.

By some miracle, she hobbled through the song. Some of the notes were harder to hit than others, or missed completely, but it didn't matter. By the middle, a smile had begun to form on her lips, and by the end, she was grinning in sheer delight.

She even managed a clumsy bow, when it was all said and done.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Clap clap clap.]

Brava. Encore.

[Mou ikkai! Okay, no.]

See? That wasn't so bad, right?

[brokencode]

No, that was... kind of fun, actually.


[Uh. Better step away, Junpei, otherwise you're getting a hug.]

Thank you.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Oh. He's surprised, but it's not unpleasant. It's just too bad he can't fucking feel his own fucking emotions because Ardyn is a fucking dumpster fire. After a moment, he kind of returns the hug? And pats her back.]

Uh, you're welcome. And now, next time, you've got a song you know lined up right off the bat.

[brokencode]

[The miniscule affection is good enough for her. After a short while she pulled back, satisfied smile on her lips.]

I can be a one-trick-wonder. That is what they call it, right?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Heh.]

That's either a one-trick-pony or a one-hit-wonder, but as the current magical successor to the Lucian throne, I'll graciously allow you the two-for-one.

[brokencode]

[A palm was pressed to her chest, while she forced an exaggerated expression of gratitude and awe onto her face.]

A true honor, I am certain. Thank you, Lord Junpei.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Smirk smirk smirk. He pats her head, patronizing to the utmost.]

Think nothing of it, loyal subject. Just one of my many virtues as a leader.

[brokencode]

[Junpei's ministrations netted him a playful roll of the eyes, and the slightest downturning of the lips. She crossed her arms over her chest, then let out a huff.]

My gracious leader is so kind.