Week 8

[airlockedmods]

[This weekend has brought about some unusual questions about your resident robotic Overseer, but unfortunately, you've also lost two more of your own to an accidental death.

You've done your best with the star charts, but if anyone is coming to help you, there is no sign of it yet. SIS remains the only friendly face here, even as you've found that she holds her own secrets. Meanwhile, yet another new floor has opened up - the elevators are in perfect working order now, if any of you care to go and see it. That's four concourses now; one for each of your groups. There's an awful lot of dead, aren't there?]


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[airlockedmods]

[For now they're the only ones. The adult figure, a woman with wild hair, stops a few steps outside the house and looks around nervously. She sets down the child in her arms, a little girl if the pigtails are anything to go by, and kneels down to her level. Her voice sounds strange, a little faded and thickly accented but still understandable.]

Raddy girl, I need ya to listen real careful. I know things're real scary right now but me, Uncle Blaze and your dad? We're gonna take care'a everybody. We're gonna get everyone to the spaceport and get off-planet and we're gonna be safe. [She lifts a hand to smooth back the little girl's bangs and lay a kiss on her forehead.] Shh, shh, girlie. C'mon. [She scoops her child once more and reaches with a free hand to something at her belt. There's a small flick of her wrist and a laser cutlass erupts from the hilt in her hand.] Let's find our boys.

[She runs in the direction of the "Welcome to Flavortown" sign in the distance, toward the void, and vanishes into nothing.]

[everylittlesecret]

If you're not suited for it, don't force it.

[everylittlesecret]

True. Hmm... maybe I should ask my girlfriend... she might know how to sew!

[everylittlesecret]

Oh? Is that so? I know I'm not. I've kissed quite a few ladies in my time even if it never went further than that.

[Does Fukawa kiss and tell for other people?]

True... but she's been much happier with me gone, that much I've noticed from Facebook posts. [Mira's happy life with her corgi, and her husband, and her times in France and America... just. Happy. Happy life that Nari is never ever going to be a part of again, and that's fine. It's fine.]

Same. You guys are too important to me now.

[everylittlesecret]

And now he's here only to be useless.

[induality]

[There are a number of things that might have come out of that. That is not something Touko expected. Because she never expects people to love her in any capacity. But-- well. This is...]

...you know, I thought about it too. Wh-when Clarith suggested it. Realistically I didn't think... but it's not like I didn't think about it in an ideal situation.

[Fantasized. She fantasized about it.]

If... you... w-wanted to... we could... try.

diner

[kingshaming]

... Arianna?

[Honey are you okay???]

[tokencanadian]

[HERE THEY GO. Pyrrha lets out a small surprised noise as she's pulled along behind Nari, stumbling to keep her footing.]

I-I mean, as long as I'm not getting in the way of... anything important. [...] But, I guess I'm the most important, aren't I?

[Gotta be one of these rooms they can use.]

[kingshaming]

[He reaches out, pushing two fingers against Church's forehead, like his a pest]

No. Did you get hit by one of those weekly affects?

[daughterofthemark]

[Well, Arianna may not know a lot about sci-fi technology, and she definitely knows even less about ghosts or holograms or whatever these actually are.

But she sure as hell understands drama. She knows a doomed hometown when she sees it. She recognizes a mother and daughter. She knows you don't need a sword, laser or otherwise, just to escape a natural disaster.

And she knows that, in all her life both here and back in her world, she's only ever heard of one person named Blaze. She's going to have to talk to someone from Pyrrha's group when this is over.]

Be brave, Dame Raddy.

[But for now, she has things to investigate.

Like that void.
She turns and finally steps inside, looking around the living room for something like a broom or a sword. (What? Aren't they common objects?)]

[kingshaming]

Thank you, Jane. As before, I hope you know that I have faith in you, too.

[kingshaming]

Gods I'm not sure. We certainly didn't have time for a proper courtship. A few weeks is such a short amount of time, and I wouldn't want to do anything on impulse...

[nightcure]

[ He chuckles. ]

Did you know he had us do group therapy in Starfield?

[nightcure]

Then wait a while to propose to her. Question is, are you gonna go with her, or is she gonna go with you?

[kingshaming]

I hope so...

[kingshaming]

When I spoke to her when we first arrived she.. said it could be very lonely. It's a port after all, everyone is only here on the way to somewhere else. When we escape, if possible, I would like to take her with us.

[induality]

Halloween party-- closet... ducking away for some private time when they think no one is looking...

[She sure does.]

That's a lot to assume from some dumb social media posts. [Okay, she was allergic to machines but that doesn't mean she doesn't know the Basics.] N-not that there aren't people who wouldn't do that to others. But...

[...holy crap. She's. Not assuming the worst. She may actually be dying.]

I don't know if I'd ever go back to Towa City, or where I'll really end up. But... wherever that is... you're welcome too, you know.

[kingshaming]

It would be better with a little sun as well.

[He pauses to watch her lift]

Though... must it be beans?

[kingshaming]

[Before long he pauses, glancing up]

I may need assistance on the questions. The instructions said you have to answer right to woo the Champion of your choice... and I am, well, not very clever at woo-ing.

[ratherdoweddings]

It was the first thing there! I guess they don't really weigh very much, do they?

[daughterofthemark]

[Arianna's a public figure even at home. Touko's probably not the first person to fantasize about her.]

...I'd like that. I'd like it very much.

[daughterofthemark]

To maintain interest, perhaps?

[daughterofthemark]

Lord Xander.

[She's fine, nothing is wrong here.]

[kingshaming]

Were... you talking to someone?

[daughterofthemark]

Yes, to Sir Canaan.

[chirp chirp]

Of course he noticed you.