Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

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 activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[everylittlesecret]

Attacking? [Queenie, you have not been around a lot of Germans, have you. This... is actually a really civil discussion in her mind.] I'm just talking...

[She sighs.] See, this is what I don't get. Why do all of your worlds think it's okay to kill anyone who is different if there is more than just a handful of individuals? Where and the time I'm from you'd be considered a protected minority and people would help you live a better life. Maybe now that you know you have a choice, why not just leave that crap earth your from and go find a new home?

[myocordial]

[Queenie's interference... helps. Heart takes a step back, immediately, almost instinctively. Now that he's no longer just laser focused on Nari, some of his usual calm returns.]

...Whether or not something like that is an option is meaningless. As things are right now, it's impossible.

[goteachother]

[If he'll let her... she's going to rest a hand on his arm, just a reassuring bit of contact.]

When we get out of here, though...? Definitely worth looking into, yeah?

[Maybe a conversation that can be had logically if Nari can keep her cool, at least.]

It'd be better than fighting, wouldn't it?

[myocordial]

[Earlier, Heart had been so confident. Arguing his points, that had been simple. His viewpoint. Defending... not even himself, that wasn't entirely what it was about, but his whole species.

Now? Now he hesitates. There's a light frown on his face, nothing like the intense anger from before, but more... uncertain.]

That is... Me being here isn't the issue. [...Well.] I mean, it's part of the issue, but that goes without saying, of course...