WEEK 7

[bathymetric]

Another Saturday gone and just like that you wake on Sunday, down five of your number. The largest dent taken out of you at once so far - it's surely noticeable, the head count being cut by a third. Almost enough to make you wonder how many of you will even be left by the next motive or two. Surely this isn't a sustainable rate for body counts to increase... right?

There's a new and, it looks like, final wing of the building to explore, bringing everything full circle. Maybe you'll get some more answers to some of the questions and mysteries of this place there - or at least, you can certainly hope for them. Time to turn your investigative eyes towards one last batch of rooms, who knows what you might find?

Angel remains around at night, her appearances much more common now that... well, she's certainly seen a downtick in necessary surveillance work, hasn't she? The app giving you a line to The Professor remains open, and well... whatever's going on with that ouija in the library continues to happen! You're not suffering from a shortage of leads, at least, even as things get more bizarre.

Something's going to have to give here, eventually. Right?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your last player case week! AC is over here, regains as always are over here, and... well, enjoy! After this we get to take our big turn towards the Serious. ]

Comments

air hockey

[philoxenia]

[ God, absolutely. It's been a Day, indeed. ]

I'd love to. Anything to get my mind off of... [ well. u know. ] I haven't played in a while, though.

[nothingcanstop]

Oh, that's no problem! I haven't gotten around to it since... Well, for a long time, either. We can be rusty together.

[philoxenia]

[ She actually manages a smile, at least! ]

There's no one I'd rather be rusty with, Della.

[nothingcanstop]

We'll wanna keep part of me from getting rusty, at least. [ Is....she trying to make a joke..... She lifts her metal leg a bit with a half grin. ] That'd make it rather della-cate, eh? Eh??

[ n...o...... ]

[philoxenia]

[ Oh my god.

From the way the laugh just bursts out of her, she definitely wasn't expecting that but-- Yeah. Yeah, she needed that. ]

We can't let that happen. That would be... riduckulous.

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...Yeah. Yeah, that's nice to hear. ]

Wouldn't it? Wouldn't it really? [ Please don't give her the encouragement-- ] I wouldn't know feather heh heh [ she laughs, at her own joke, mother of god- ] to fix it up, or make a new one.

[philoxenia]

[ It's too late, this is happening-- ]

Hmmm... you might have to just wing it, but I'm sure whatever you make will be owlsome.

[nothingcanstop]

Now, now, it's not like I need the roost to my eggo. Let's drop this down a bit.

[ just set up the fucking game you idiot ]

[philoxenia]

Toucan play at that game... but alright, I concede. We have a game to play, right?

[ at least someone here has half a braincell ]

[nothingcanstop]

[ Della's chuckling under her breath. ]

Mira, you're gonna fit right in. [ She stretches and hops up on her box so she can, like. You know. Actually stand reach the table. ] Alright, so! First to...five?

[philoxenia]

I hope so.

[ It's hard to doubt someone when you can literally feel their sincerity! ]

Five sounds fair. I hope you're ready to lose, Della.

[ Congrats, Della!! You picked up another competitive one! ]

[nothingcanstop]

Oh ho-ho! I believe it is you who's going to lose, my dear.

[ It's perfect!! She loves her!! ]

[philoxenia]

Oh, really? Let's see if that'll hold true.

[ it's close....! ]

Well, you aren't as rusty as I thought!

[nothingcanstop]

[ oh, GOLLY that was a lot, she's sweating!! ]

That's my line, kiddo! [ Phew! ] You had me on the ropes, there! Good job, champ!

[philoxenia]

[ It was a heck of a match!! She looks so proud of herself... ]

It was definitely close! I'd ask if you'd like to go best two out of three....

[nothingcanstop]

Ohhhh no, if it's another match like that I'll be off my feet before lunch!

[ Della hops off the box and goes over to pat Mira's arm. ]

Good job. Celebrate this victory, 'cause I'm gonna be practicing.

[philoxenia]

[ She laughs a little, and honestly... ]

I'm looking forward to it. [ She takes Della's hand and squeezes it with a little smile. ] ... Thank you for playing with me. I couldn't think of a better distraction.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Della regards her with just...such a warmth. It's palpable. Especially now. ]

I was glad to. Any distraction you need, you come find me.

[philoxenia]

[ It's nice to feel--soothing, gentle. Mira doesn't hesitate as she hugs her. ]

I know. But, hopefully... it won't be too bad.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Della returns it. She's getting more used to hugging people taller than her. ]

Let's keep our fingers crossed, yeah? Spirits up. We'll get through this.

[ And...see, it may seem like Della's just pushing through, putting on a brave face, but right now, Mira can definitely feel it: She wholeheartedly believes this. Optimism is just her natural state of being. ]