WEEK 5 MINGLE - AMARANTHUS

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Another trial, another horrible outcome.

This time, it affected so many people...and yet, they still weren't done.
Who would be killed next?
Would they be able...to handle whatever happened?🗈

Still, things were just the same as they had been the past few weeks.

The goats and servants were still around, and so too were the witches.
It was all becoming routine at this point.
Was that a good thing, or a bad one...?
It was...too hard to tell, now...

...Either way, they were now closer to the end.
So, like always...they had to see it through.


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[anonnomnomnom]

[Anon still doesn't turn to look, but his teeth grit for a brief moment before he finally turns and hops off the dock into the surf. He splashes on over to retrieve his sword, maintaining frosty eye contact with the demon the entire time.]

Did you want something, or are you just stinking up the beach?

[excavated]

I am simply here to watch. [ So, no. He doesn't actually want anything from Anon. There's not really much of a point for it in his mind, anyway. ]

[anonnomnomnom]

Go watch somewhere else.

[Anon is leaning on his sword now, so he isn't actively menacing again. Yet.

He's watching the demon back, sizing him up, in fact -- preparing. This might yet turn into a fight but for the moment they're at an impasse.]

[excavated]

I refuse. [ His voice is ice cold. ] This is one of the few places close to the water.

[anonnomnomnom]

[His frown is pretty ferocious in return.]

Don't tell me you're some of kind of water demon.

[excavated]

Then I won't. [ :) ]

[anonnomnomnom]

[He's finally raising his sword now.

And using it to prod the demon rather insistently in the chest, just hard enough to bruise and just light enough not to pierce. Shoo. Shoo.]

I was here first. Go sit in a bathtub or something.

[excavated]

[ WELL UH the moment he dares to try to raise the sword? He's not stupid enough to just simply stand there. Injuries hurt, and he's a demon. He might be Furniture, but he definitely sees himself as more than just a regular old piece. He's actually fast enough to move out of harms way so he doesn't get hit by the sword at all. ] This Territory does not belong to you. And the ocean water is easier to speak to than the water one would get from a bathtub.

[anonnomnomnom]

[It's not an injury, it's a bruise, you big baby.

Anon just tilts his head at him, looking neither surprised nor pleased; Syaoran had been a fast little bugger, too, and it's a lot less of a party atmosphere here this time.]

So you talk to your bathtub. Do you talk to the toilet, too?

[There's something absolutely deadpan about that. Y'all. Y'all.]

[excavated]

[ A BRUISE IS A KIND OF INJURY SMH ] I do not. [ Also deadpan and serious. ] I am just simply aware that the water quality is different.

[anonnomnomnom]

[IT'S A GENTLE TAP WITH A LARGE SWORD WOW]

Ugh. You're even more of a stick in the mud than that guy.

[Anon straightens then, and swings his big sword back over to rest it against his shoulder. He gives not-Syaoran a side glance.]

Can't you just go swimming on the other side of the island? Or do you not know how to swim?

[excavated]

[ "gentle" sounds fake ] Swimming is unnecessary. [ That's not an answer, by the way. ]

[anonnomnomnom]

You live on an island. And swimming is unnecessary.

[There's definitely something derisive in there somewhere.]

[excavated]

I was summoned. [ Correction. ] But there is no point to it since it is not a task that is dictated to me.

[anonnomnomnom]

Unless you get summoned again every day, you live here now.

[Deal with it.]

Your task is to maybe play in her fantasies, I know that much. But your task definitely isn't to stare creepily at people while they're trying to enjoy the beach.

[excavated]

[ He doesn't consider himself as 'living here' as he considers himself as 'occupying a space until needed'. ] ... [ He definitely doesn't know what to say here. ] Then I shall find another body of water on the other side. [ And he just he disappears, gone. ]

[anonnomnomnom]

[Good riddance. He's going to go back to practicing his swings, but probably not for long, since his groove is totally thrown off now. Sigh.]