Week 2

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Week 2

[The Champions have now been here for one week, and while the dud of a first incentive didn't tempt anybody, the fact remains obvious: a lack of murder isn't going to be the thing that gets you out of here.

Blaze Dudely and Rox have not made a reappearance since Tuesday, leaving you to your own devices for the moment. That door they entered and exited through remains locked, and there is no new area to access this week. Are you sure they're even still back there? Despite their absence, you all wake up on Sunday morning from strange dreams. What to make of it?

You can only hope it's not a bad omen for the rest of the week.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 1, submit your memory regain, and turn in your Benefactor threads! ))

Comments

[photoshooter]

Yeah, they're... [Hold up.] You've never had marshmallows?

[Niflheim REALLY IS THE WORST. How could they deprive a princess of such wonderful squishy goodness?]

They're... uh, these fluffy, sweet pillows. Kind of a light, squishy consistency, but they melt under heat so they'll be all nice and dissolved in your cocoa if you stir it. Here.

[He offers her one mug with a spoon in it.]

[keepmeinyourheart]

[You're from Niflheim, you should know it's awful.

She takes the cup and gently stirs the concoction before taking a sip.]

It is so sweet! [She sounds... delighted?]

[photoshooter]

[And his heart grew three sizes that day. Prompto beams, delighted by her delight, holding his own mug in both hands without drinking from it yet.]

Isn't it? It's just the thing when you need a pick-me-up. Especially if you're tired or not feeling well.

[It's okay to admit it if you don't feel good, Luna. You don't have to be perfect in front of Prompto, he thinks you're perfect, anyway.]

[keepmeinyourheart]

[Taking another sip, Luna lets it sit on her tongue, enjoying the warm feeling this drink was giving her.]

... does Noctis like hot chocolate?

[And it's a habit to pretend she's okay. The Oracle is there to support the people, not be supported by them, when there's pain in the world.

[photoshooter]

[Ah. He smiles softly, knowingly.]

Noct likes all kinds of sweet stuff. I've seen him eat cake for breakfast.

[The rightful King of Lucis, boys and girls.]

Man, there's this pastry he talks about... Ignis has been trying to get the recipe right for years, but Noct keeps telling him it's not quite the same. I don't get how he can be so picky when they all taste so good, but I guess the real thing must have left a really powerful impact on him.

[keepmeinyourheart]

That does not surprise me.

[Noct, you are adorable.]

A pastry...? [Could it be...] Is it one that he ate in Tenebrae? Or somewhere else?

[photoshooter]

Oh!

[He lights up with recognition.]

Yeah, Tenebrae! I think that's where he said he had it. Do you know about it, Lady Lunafreya?

[keepmeinyourheart]

I believe I do. There is a pastry there made of ulwaat berries he seemed to enjoy immensely. I would not be surprised if it did not taste the same without them since they have a unique flavor.

[photoshooter]

Ulwaat berries! Hang on, I gotta.

[He transfers his cocoa to one hand and pats himself, looking for a pen, a marker, anything to write with, but he is a fool and has nothing.]

Uh, do you have anything I can write that down with? For Ignis, I mean. I'm not kidding, he's been working on this I think as long as I've known him.

[keepmeinyourheart]

I have something called a permanent marker I received, but no paper.

[Sorry about that.] Perhaps someone else has paper?

[photoshooter]

Oh, nah, a marker's perfect, I'm white enough not to need paper.

[p r o m p t o]

[keepmeinyourheart]

... Prompto, that seems ill advised. Let us find paper.