week four | mingle

[showhost]

Welcome to your fourth and final week, teens!

There aren’t many changes around the house today: it seems everyone is dialed in on what needs to be done and the upcoming week. Everything that was on the fritz last week is now back to normal, aside from the Dress Up Your Blorbo curse. You can still do that at will.

Anyway, it's fine that all seems quiet.

There’s plenty going on anyway this week.

Dates | Embrace Space | Property Damage, etc | CR Event | A Thing
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Submissions

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[willandaway]

[blinks]

[looks down at his glove]

[. . .]

[gently plucks it off]

Just in case. Though I could kiss your hand, too.

[that had actually been his original intention]

[singurarity]

Well, we can both do it, right? Though between the two of us...

[ She bows over his hand, leaving a light kiss on the top of it. ]

This one suits you more, Your Majesty.

[willandaway]

[OH MY GOD??]

[help. he starts in surprise as she bows in front of him, the "your majesty" bringing embarrassed heat to his cheeks. hey. . . hey!]

Isn't it a little too early to be calling me that--?

[he isn't king yet!!]

[. . . he doesn't really want to be, but still!!]

[singurarity]

This is what we call "manifesting"! Believe it and you're already halfway there to making it happen!

[ But she'll give his hand back, grinning. ]

[willandaway]

[UGH!! NOW WHERE HAS HE HEARD THAT BEFORE. . .]

[. . . but he lets out an amused half laugh, drawing her hand towards himself before she can really let go. he lets a brief, light kiss linger across her knuckles before releasing her hand fully. there! task accomplished!!]

As long as "manifesting" doesn't turn into arrogance, I suppose.

[singurarity]

You're the last person I'd be concerned about that happening with.

[ Just saying. ]

[willandaway]

[ugh. that's so kind of her. he hopes. . . she's right]

I do still have the crown that you and Josuke gave me.

[it's his souvenir! a memento of the dear friends he has made while participating in this competition]

And if-- . . . no, when, I acquire the real thing. . . I'll still keep it with me. I promise.

[singurarity]

You better. I happen to think our crown's going to be a lot lighter and more comfortable.

[ But it makes her smile, nonetheless. ]

[willandaway]

[god, she's right. his smile becomes a bit rueful at that, but he doesn't waver]

I'll wear it when I feel like I need a vacation, too.

[LIGHTLY TEASING, considering how many times he has clocked that she needs rest]

[singurarity]

I kind of get the feeling it might be a lot.

[ Blithely. Can't catch her. ]

[willandaway]

[HE. . . GETS THE FEELING SHE IS RIGHT ABOUT THAT]

[. . .]

[a bit quietly]

I wish you could come visit sometime. Euchronia isn't. . . the best, but it'd be nice to see you again when this is all over.

[singurarity]

I'd like that, too.

[ A breath. ]

When things calm down.

[willandaway]

. . . yes.

When things calm down.

[and he sounds a bit rueful at that]

[btw I know I tagged kissing but can I get Ritsuka's sekai too--]

[singurarity]

[ Sure.

The next instant, things will decidedly not calm down as they both find themselves in that bleached white space, dolls neatly arranged in the corner.

Ritsuka blinks, rapidly. ]

What--

[willandaway]

[Will also blinks, features slack, eyes wide in that gaping, confused way he has mastered so well]

. . . ? Is this-- again??

[at least by now he knows how this works!]

[singurarity]

"Again"?

[willandaway]

It's another one of those. . . [a beat. what are they called, even??] Strange. . . places? That I've been stumbling in the past few days.

[singurarity]

So you can just pop into them now, huh...

Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

[ Ugh. ]

[willandaway]

[giving her an apologetic look. but of course he is turning on his heel to look at his surroundings, first taking in the big expanse of-- of nothing]

Is this. . . [he trails off]

[how does he ask this question]

[is this what your world looks like now Ritsuka??]

[singurarity]

My world, as it is right now? Yeah.

[ Ritsuka answers him, rather smoothly, rather calmly. As though she's very much used to the way it is. ]

[willandaway]

[ah. . . his features fall]

[. . .]

[he takes a few steps towards the stuffed creatures]

And these--?

[singurarity]

... Are a few of the people who died.

[ Only a few. ]

[willandaway]

[. . . her guilt made manifest, then. he is sure. . . each one is tied to a memory. he knows how these strange little pocket dimensions work now, after all]

Is. . . there anything I can do for them while I'm here. . .?

[singurarity]

... No.

[ Softly. ]

Their time has ended. All I can do is carry those memories with me.

[willandaway]

[Ritsuka. . .]

That's a heavy burden.

[. . . tilting his head towards her]

But. . . you can share it, right?