week 1

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Week 1

[After the reveal of their handsome and well-dressed but stern-looking Overseer on Sunday, the Champions were left to their own devices in investigating the mall to their hearts' content. At around 10 pm every night the lights in all the shops will go down and the sturdy metal grates over the doors of the restaurants will go down. The stores will remain unlocked, though.

On Monday morning, a buzzing alarm chirps at them again from their PIPs at 7 am on the dot. There's also a pop-up message waiting for them: a notice announcing Xander will be holding office hours

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[tokencanadian]

[There's something about mint and it being really fucking early that draws Pyrrha that way. Maybe her natural instinct was to investigate strange happenings in case they were dangerous. What could a ghost do? She's killed Geists before.]

...Hello? [She calls, quietly, into the store while she edges closer to the dressing rooms.]

[curdle]

[ SCREAMS

is the general mood of this, but not what Pyrrha will hear as she gets closer. What she does hear is probably familiar, low as it is, since she's been privy to this particular voice in a similar state of annoyance before. At least she's not swearing! She seems more quietly frustrated now. ]

Why is it so...

[tokencanadian]

...Thomasin?

[Her voice is soft, confused. But in the dark silence of the morning, it's gonna reach that dressing room real well.]

[curdle]

[ There's a thud, louder and more dramatic than what Yurika would have heard -- because in that thread she fell against the wall, but in this one she is 110% just tripping over her feet and falling on her ass. ]

Pyrrha?! What are you [ since it comes out in an Early Modern English rush, it sounds more like "whatye" ] doing out?

[tokencanadian]

[Shit. She uh. Tries to open the door?? Because she's frankly worried about what's going on?]

I-I'm sorry! I just wasn't able to sleep, and then I saw there was a light in here, and... are you okay?

[curdle]

Yes, I--

[ The door is unsecured! Which means she gets the sight of Thomasin in a shift (not the long hemp one she wore at home but a normal one that ends at the knee, which honestly might as well be a thong as far as she's concerned), crumpled on the floor between two burning aromatherapy candles. Her dress hangs on a hook on the wall. ]

Don't!

[tokencanadian]

Oh my-

[There's a number of ways that Pyrrha could interpret this situation.

This time, it's to shut the door as quickly as possible. She looks possibly more scandalized then Thomasin does.]

I-I'm sorry! I didn't know you were changing in here!

[curdle]

[ IT KEEPS HAPPENING ]