WEEK 6 - LOBELIA

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Six weeks.

They had been here for that long, and still...the game was continuing.
Yet, it felt like they were finally about to reach the end of it...
Just a little longer. 🗈

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.
Yet, it felt like this week would be the week they would finally get all the pieces to the puzzle.
But...could they solve it?

Only time would tell.

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[byanyother_name]

[Kurama is just apparently having trouble settling in one place today. But then, yesterday was the sort of thing to make anyone restless and anxious, wasn't it?

So he can be found in the rec room singing karaoke... and incidentally Rick Rickrolling anyone that comes in at one point, though he sings other things, too. He's actually a good singer??

Or on the balcony, looking out at the gardens. Though for some reason he has one of the otamatones with him. He isn't playing it; he doesn't even seem to like it. He just has it.

And as per usual, he also hangs around the library and the kitchen, reading and cooking respectively. Someone please eat some of this food. There's only so much room in the fridge.]

Kitchen

[cryosurgeon]

[After he goes for a morning walk/jog on the beach with Terios, Erhard goes to the kitchen to get coffee. When he sees Kurama, he hesitates for a moment. This person was friends with Anon, so will there be hatred spewed his way?

He really needs coffee, though, so he makes his way to the brewer with a quiet and polite "excuse me." His eyes aren't downcast, but he's not exactly trying to make eye contact either. At least he's not jittery on the outside, because he promised himself he was going to do his best to soldier on. He can be forgiven for his internal state, but he's not going to bother anyone with that.]

[byanyother_name]

You're going to give yourself ulcers like this, Erhard. Eat something.

[Kurama's tone is firm and insistent but not harsh. He isn't even being a hypocrite! He has a cup of coffee himself but he also has a plate of food half-finished that he's been eating when his cooking doesn't need direct attention.]

[cryosurgeon]

[His first instinct is to ask "why do you care?" or "does it matter?" because of course that's how these last several weeks have him programmed now. It's shameful. Even if he has no appetite, he might try to eat if only to allay this apparent concern Kurama is showing him. Without a word, he gets his coffee and decides to look for something light out of all the food the redhead has made. Maybe something with eggs, or if there's a thin broth soup rather than a chowder would sit in his stomach without problems.]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama is Japanese, Western breakfasts are ridiculously heavy to him. Not that he doesn't like some of them, just not as a staple. So it'll be pretty easy for Erhard to find rolled omelet or miso soup among everything.]

Thank you.

kitchen

[excavated]

[ While demons don't necessarily need or even want to eat, he seems to peer in here with quite a bit of curiosity, although he doesn't say anything. Just watches him cook. ]

[byanyother_name]

[Ah. Not-Syaoran.

Well, it isn't Caim's actual fault that he's not Syaoran. And he's not Caar. So Kurama shoves it down and tilts his head at the demon.]

Do you know how to cook?

[excavated]

I do, although my skills are a bit... lacking. [ It isn't that he isn't good at it - no, the complete opposite. But rather, there's just no heart in Caim's cooking. ]

[byanyother_name]

How so? And you're welcome to help if you'd like.

kitchen

[sotoshini]

[ Natsuno came here to look around for some reason, but when he spots the horde of food he just stares. ]

Are you feeding all the goats or something?

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama gives Natsuno a quietly thoughtful look. He really only knew him from seeing him around the library, but he meant enough to Anon for him to die for.]

They're welcome to it if they want it. Maybe they'll stop eating the linens. Mostly it's that cooking is somewhat meditative for me.

[sotoshini]

[ He probably notices that look, but he's not going to comment on it. There's been a fair amount of those lately, and it is what it is, he's used to being an enigma. ]

Meditative? How?

Library

[improbablenotimpossible]

[It was not intentional, but the demon was there - seeming to be reading a page a second - with a stack of books. Somehow, one gets the impression that despite the lightning fast speed that Caarcrinolaas is going through it that he's retaining every detail.

A lollipop stick is stuck out of the corner of his mouth. For a moment, his eyes peered up, locking onto Kurama, giving a nod of acknowledgement, seeming completely absorbed in whatever he's reading]

[byanyother_name]

[This is apparently his life now. Wonderful. Kurama nods back politely and promptly ignores the other demon in the room as he pulls down math, chemistry, and recipe books and settles in to read.

Well. Ignores him in that way where he is very pointedly ignoring him while being very aware of exactly where Caar is at any given moment.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Oh. That one has a printing error - the text starts fading after page 127, then becomes unreadable for human eyes for about three pages.

[He calls out as Kurama opened one of the books, while the tone was friendly and jovial, there's still that undercurrent of anticipation as he sets the current book aside and picked up another from the stack he made]

rec

[goldenmaniac]

[...Takumi just starts singing some Rick Astley too once he hears it.]

[byanyother_name]

[There's another mic if he wants it? Help him troll, Takumi.]

rec room;

[rikuchi]

[ Probably one of the people getting rick rolled. ]

...Did you do this on purpose?

[byanyother_name]

Maybe.

[And judging from that expression, by maybe he means yes. Though there's a hint of something sad to it?]

[rikuchi]

[ He catches it, though he doesn't know what the reason for it is. ]

You know what they say about 'maybes'.

kitchen

[anonnomnomnom]

[Kurama has some new visitors amid his piles of food this fine day. The hound keeper comes bustling in, humming quietly and with a little beagle that may seem familiar at least from a distance if Kurama ever did happen to pass by the kennels. The pup is currently secured under his arm with a hold on its collar, because bringing it into the kitchen can only result in disaster unless contained.] Ah, pardon me. I wasn't aware the kitchen was still in use. [It's entirely possible he's tried repeatedly to come in only to find Kurama still cooking. He doesn't look especially put out, though. The beagle, on the other hand, is growling a little -- possibly because it's hungry from the delay at this point.]

[byanyother_name]

[It's hard not to pass by them when you're expecting a chapel there. Kurama might have done a pretty prompt Grampa Simpson.

He's not sure if he regrets it or not now. Encountering the new servant on his own terms might have been better.

It's not Anon. He's never believed the servants or the demons held any more than the body's memory of the soul it should have. That doesn't make it any easier.]

There's no need to avoid it for my sake. It's a large kitchen, there's more than enough room.

[anonnomnomnom]

[Wow, his true power is getting everyone to Grampa Simpson in spite of the power of puppies. Truly he needs to be stopped, even now that he's spontaneously transformed into a blond version of not-quite-himself. Of course, Anon being Anon, even his servant form doesn't seem to follow the rules properly. For one: he isn't a demon. For another: there's actually very few vestiges of who he used to or should have been. It's almost like all those times when Anon cosplayed around and changed up all his mannerisms for fun. The houndkeeper gives a little bow, far too polite.] Certainly, but we should always defer to guests who wish to use the facilities. Not everyone wishes to see a hound where they make their meals, after all. [That being said, having been given permission, he makes his way to what seems to be the pantry and begins taking out ingredients. It seems this version is a lot more familiar with the kitchen.] I will be quick. Gulliver, as with all our pups, is fed a special home-made diet until he is fully grown.

rec room

[clearumbrella]

[ It's a good thing he doesn't know what Rickrolling is! Not that it would bother him if he did. Once the song is over, he happily claps his hands. ]

You have a very nice voice, Kurama-san!

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama looks up at the clapping and blinks before smiling a little.]

Thank you, Clear-san. I'm glad you enjoyed it.