WEEK 3

[bathymetric]

Well, the tail end of Week 2 could have gone better. That's the first thing to note.

The second thing is... hang on, should it be Week 3 yet? You've all gone to sleep (or... not, in the case of anyone who doesn't), but when you wake up (and you do all wake up), the calendar and clock on your device informs you that it's Sunday. In-character, all characters explicitly have absolutely no memory of Saturday.

Your sense of time isn't the only thing that's changed - a new branch of the facility has opened and become active overnight, giving you new resources and places to investigate, should you so choose. There's also a new channel on the television, though whether it's an improvement over the last one is questionable.

Otherwise, though, things have mostly settled into normalcy again, or at close to normal as you can find in this place. How long that peace will last, though... that's becoming increasingly uncertain, moving forward.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Week 3! Turn in last week's AC over here, and regains remain over this way! And for the sake of consistency, Angel's office hours remain over yonder! ]

Comments

[nothingcanstop]

Oh yeah? And where's that come from?

[pimpplan]

Well, when you're the great Zelos Wilder, you have to acquire a certain knack for that sort of thing, from subtle confessions of love to hints as to what any of my hunnies may want as a present. It's a hard job, mind you, but someone's gotta do it.

[ sparkle sparkle. ]

[nothingcanstop]

Your hunnies? [ oh my god ] Woooow.

[pimpplan]

If you're interested, I can always make room for another. [ He's joking. Honest. ]

[nothingcanstop]

Slow down, Casa...oh, I guess that's where that comes from. [ A shrug. ] You're a bit young for me.

[pimpplan]

Hey, what's – [ pause for quick mental math, hold please ] – fourteen years among friends? I've had much older women try to get in my good graces, I'm sure I could manage.

[ He laughs, flipping some hair back. ] But I can understand when I've met my match. You can be an honorary one... for now.

[nothingcanstop]

Ohhh, buddy, it's actually kind of cute you think I'd be into that. [ ~Sarcasm~ ] I can be your friend. Call me an honorary anything and that'll be a problem.

[pimpplan]

Friend, huh... [ He gives it one, long, overdramatic think. ] I think I can work with that.

[ not that you have a choice, but ok ]

[nothingcanstop]

Excellent! [ She leans back in the chair she's in, putting her feet up on the table. Rude!! ] Still not sharing any smut I may so discover. Finders keepers.