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]

[I'M]

[HELLO???]

[clearly taken aback by that request]

You want to-- [and then he swiftly shakes his head] -- no, Anna. . . taking a man's life, no matter the reason, is a heavy burden to bear.

[he isn't happy that his path is going to be drenched in blood. he just also knows. . . it's the way of the world as it is now. perhaps one day, things will be different, but. . . that day is not today]

I'd never. . . ask you to shoulder something like that.

[makeine]

Well, I don't want you shouldering it either! Or, at least not--

[ alone, but. he wouldn't be. he has his friends, and anna's expression falls a little. her cheeks puff and she turns back down the tome.

... not like she really wants to kill anyone either, but she doesn't... know what she can do. for him. it's such a heavy burden. ]

... Well, I'll... figure something out. I guess.

[willandaway]

[she's right. . . he isn't alone. his party bears the burden of taking a man's life along with him, and perhaps. . . that's why he has mustered up the courage to go through with his mission. the knowledge that there were others who supported him, who believed in the dream he was fighting for, and were willing to help him accomplish his goals. no matter what it took]

[but. . .]

[he can tell that knowledge doesn't help, and his features fall a bit as she looks down at the tome again]

[. . .]

[he crosses the room so he is crouched next to her, his hand coming to rest atop the book in her lap]

. . . there is something you can do for me. If. . . you're willing.

[makeine]

[ anna perks up at that, curiosity plain to see. ]

I'm always willing. What is it?

[willandaway]

[quietly, earnestly]

. . . can you be there. . . when my mission is complete?

[a pause. and he clarifies]

For me.

[because it will be a heavy burden. and even if he has his team to help him do the deed. . . in the aftermath, he'll need someone else to help him carry the weight of what he had done]

[makeine]

[ oh.

... oh. she lays her hand on his, leaning against him as her eyes close. ]

Of course. Think you'll be up for a bite to eat? I can make you something easy on the stomach and warm for the heart.

[willandaway]

[. . . good. he slides one arm around her shoulders, fingers stealing in to her hair in return]

I'll always be up for anything that you make.

[makeine]

[ how comforting, always, to be held by him. ]

Then I'll make my granny's specialty. It always made me feel better when I was down, and then I'll follow it up with a cure-all recipe of my own...

[ which

from her tone doesn't

sound like a food recipe ngl-- ]