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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dinner

[daughterofthemark]

[You have no idea how hard it was for Arianna to not stake out room 8 and literally pounce on the first person to emerge. SHE WANTS DETAILS AND SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO SUBTLETY. Once she made herself miss that moment, though, it was easy enough to keep missing Yuuri throughout the day, especially now that they have so much space.

Now, though, the princess is on the prowl, and she's here to ask for all the details on what happened last night and where Yuuri and Junpei stand now and did they hawait a minute she knows that skirt]

Rii-san, did you receive those clothes this morning?

[serrata]

I did. They were waiting for me in the dumbwaiter like usual -- I don't think they're for me, though. They're a bit too small.

[ She can practically see the flames of shipping fury in Arianna's eyes. She's just glad there's a convenient distraction on hand so she doesn't have to 1) talk about feelings and 2) be on the receiving end of an "I told you so". ]

Would you like them? They look like they might be about your size, Arianna-chan.

[daughterofthemark]

Indeed, they are exactly my size. These are the clothes I was wearing before I was brought here.

[Naturally she's gathering them up already.]

It's strange how everybody keeps receiving each other's belongings. Whoever is sending these must be very disorganized.

[serrata]

Oh! Well that's good. I'm glad you've got some real clothes now -- these uniforms aren't exactly flattering, are they?

[ at the mention of belongings though, she gives the moustachioed teddy bear sat on the table a sidelong glance, almost a little suspicious. ]

... It must be a bit of a mess down there. I've gotten back plenty of my things but everything they send up is so strange it's hard to tell if it's all just junk or if any of it actually belongs to anyone.

god fucking dammit why can't I keep up with what account I'm in

[daughterofthemark]

Perhaps some of them belong to Sir Kip and Dame Cece?

[Kip's definitely the kind of person to keep a million unopened boxes of condoms, although that's not what Arianna has in mind.]

I actually got some pajamas this morning. Wouldn't it be a coincidence if they were yours?

[YEAH WOULDN'T IT]

[serrata]

[ she remembers (read: has war flashbacks to) the dickship and makes a face. ]

... It wouldn't surprise me if they were. [ SIGH

But she does perk up at the mention of pajamas. ]

Oh-- wouldn't it just? But it sounds like the sort of thing they'd set up. What did they look like?

[daughterofthemark]

Well, they're very cute, though they seem a bit mismatched.

[She proceeds to exactly describe Yuuri's pajamas, which I would write out except I seem to have misplaced the picture I had of them.]

[serrata]

[ Look at her eyes sparkle, princess. You've made her day. ]

That sounds like them...! What a funny thing to send up first... if they have my clothes to give me, why not give me my uniform?

[ She seems pleased to hear they've emerged from wherever their belongings are being kept, though. ]

[daughterofthemark]

You have a uniform, Rii-san?

[WAS RII-SAN A SOLDIER ALL ALONG????]

[serrata]

A school uniform, yes. It's a blouse with a green collar and a matching skirt.

[ ... ironically, it is actually military coloured ]

[daughterofthemark]

I shall look out for it.

[And she's sure she'll know it if she sees it, because it sounds adorable.]

[serrata]

Is there anything else of yours you think might come up in the dumbwaiter? Maybe we'll just have to keep an eye out for each others' belongings.

[daughterofthemark]

Well, if they had my clothing, it's likely they have my armor and my staff as well.

[arianna you're not getting your staff that is an actual weapon]

[serrata]

So, if anything like that comes up in the dumbwaiter, I'll bring it straight to you. Promise.

[ she just prays she never gets this princess' underwear. it feels like a sin she might never redeem herself from. ]

Should we make it a proper swap, then? I might as well see if these really are my pajamas or not.

[daughterofthemark]

[Imagine if Arianna got Yuuri's underwear too. "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN"]

Of course! Shall I retrieve them for you?

[It might be more straightforward for them to both go back to room 2 together but she doesn't want to make her do extra walking or anything.]

[serrata]

[ standing up from her seat as she speaks - ]

No, no, I'll come with you! It'll save you walking there and back if it turns out they happen to be someone else's.

[ surely there's no way this could turn out to be not in her favour ]

[daughterofthemark]

[Surely! Arianna could not be plotting anything, since she has the approximate underhandedness of a popsicle.]

All right! It's a visit, then.

[...and they arrive quickly, because room 2 isn't far.]

[serrata]

[ And in she goes! Surely Arianna is a trustworthy enough girl for Rii to go in without a second thought. ]

Are they still in the dumbwaiter...?

[daughterofthemark]

[And then Rii got murdered I MEAN]

No, I removed everything.

[She motions to the desk at the back of the room, where the pajamas can be clearly seen, neatly folded, along with a helmet-size fishbowl full of assorted stupid shit.

Also Mai's bed still looks exactly as it did the day she was executed, if she's curious.]

[serrata]

[ WELL THAT'S DEPRESSING

Yuuri makes her way over to the bed and picks up the pajama top -- she shakes it out to get a better look at it and then her smile returns. ]

We were right -- these are definitely mine. [ picking up the shorts and the little cardigan now, too. ] I'll finally have something to sleep in that isn't those unitards -- thank you, Arianna-chan.

[daughterofthemark]

[Arianna is trustworthy and has the approximate underhandedness of a popsicle, but occasionally she has been known to act on impulse. And at this moment, an impulse tells her to close the door.]

So, Rii-san.

[serrata]

[ She looks up from her little bundle of clothes with a smile and... suddenly, things seem ominous. But it's just Arianna. So what could be the problem. ]

... um... yes...?

[daughterofthemark]

How was last night?

[DID YOU AND SIR JUNPEI DO THE FRICKLE FRACKLE?]

[serrata]

[ ... oh no. not again. ]

... W--well... what about last night... exactly...?

[daughterofthemark]

Sir Junpei. ♥

[The heart is practically audible.]