Week 3 Mingle

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The last week has brought the first spilled blood. Three of the contestants are gone, with the promise of more to fall soon. The atmosphere around the house will start to get heavy around Wednesday, which is when the first game of the week is. It's almost like the house knows something is up...

The conspiracy is beginning to unravel. Dazai isn't Dazai, and the cracks are forming in his act. But that act must be held up, or the Foundation will be brought in to take control of the game. Now everyone must play the part and act like everything is normal, at least on camera. That stress of always performing is bound to make someone crack eventually.

Once again, the cameras and microphones change. The contestants will have to search out new spots for their secret conversations. Even one wrong step, one wrong word, and it's all over for this group. Everyone is watching, and they need to play their roles.

They better keep an eye out too, because storm clouds are starting to loom over the area, both figuratively and literally.

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[prayerwheel]

No. I was just...watching you practice.

[ her face gets a little red, since uh, she just admitted to standing there watching him like a weirdo ]

It's...almost beautiful. Like a dance for combat.

[darkova]

Oh...

[youre gonna make him blush]

'Tis the style designed by my mother... my sister was much more impressive to watch.

[prayerwheel]

Nonsense. It was a sight to behold.

[ good that's my plan ]

I do dance, you know.

[ so she knows what good form is!! ]

[darkova]

I vaguely remember you dancing... before.

As for me, that's just proof of how good Velvet was. She danced like fire itself.

[he looks... distant]

[prayerwheel]

Yes. I'm not as much an expert on dancing as I am on singing, but do dance quite often.

Velvet? Was that, ah...? [ that name sounds familiar, but she can't place it ]

[darkova]

My twin sister.

[he drapes the chain over the fence]

[prayerwheel]

[ a nod ]

That's it, yes. Is she a...sore subject?

cw: child abuse

[darkova]

Sore... isn't the right word. She is tied to both good and bad memories. I... loved her very much, but she went through terrible things, things I was too much of a coward to stop.

I... miss her.

[saying it outloud makes it so real]

[prayerwheel]

[ His curse, his dead girlfriend, and now apparently something happened with his sister...Ingway hasn't had it easy, huh? Azura's shoulders droop. ]

Do you...want to talk about her?

[ since they did talk about Mercedes a little. she's a good listener. ]

[darkova]

[he ponders for a moment- and realizes that the idea doesn't bother him as much as it once did. How strange... but he doesn't like that droop of her shoulders. She's had a hard enough last few days- and this horrible story won't help that.]

Maybe another day.

[he walks over and offers his hand]

If I asked, would you dance with me?

[prayerwheel]

[ It was a sympathy droop, but yeah, that's probably for the best. ]

Oh my. [ a small smile. she steps forward and takes the hand ] I couldn't say no to such a polite request.

[darkova]

[he smiles in return]

This may be a bit awkward without music though.

[prayerwheel]

I can provide a little background noise.

[ Azura clears her throat and sings a song very softly. ]

Shoutai sareta
Hare no hi no ame
Atashi ni mimiuchi shita
Shizuka ni
Shizuka ni

[ She knows the song's melody pretty well, so she starts moving in tune with it, light steps. ]

[darkova]

[It's such a chipper tune compared to the more dramatic song that went with her magic that Ingway gives a little startled laugh and follows her lead]

Forgive my feet- I'm not used to dancing as a pair.

[prayerwheel]

Neither do I, ahaha. But we can find our feet.

[ a little laugh ]

Ame no puuru fun de step wo hiroushiteru
Kangen no staccato wo manete awasete karakau
Kasa wo sute kimi wa kirakira warau kara
Okujou wa kagi wo kaketeitemo
Sora wo mirareru no

[ as the song picks up her, pace does too. it's a song about dancing in the rain, so that's how she moves, gracefully twirling and stepping like she's splashing in puddles below her feet. And since she's leading, well. Ingway's getting twirled around, too. ]

[darkova]

[It's only because of dancing with Velvet and his mother as a child that he's able to keep up, allowing himself to just go with the flow of her movements]

A-ah... careful-!

[His words might be cautious, but he's not really trying to stop her.]

[prayerwheel]

Apologies, apologies. I'll slow down a bit.

[ He gets a bright smile from her, because this actually is cheering her up. ]

Koukaishiteta
Natsu no hi no gogo
Atashi ni ame ga futta
Shizuka ni
Shizuka ni

[ The lyrics come out as whisper-like, and she opens her eyes again--for a brief second, she looks sad. Right, this was the same singer whose song she sang on Friday night. It'll probably take her a while to hear that song the same way again. But...this is a different song, about a different topic, and she's...not going to get her heart broken again, right? Twice in the same week?

Right? She forces a smile back onto her face. ]

[darkova]

[He sees that flicker- how could he not, looking at her face so carefully?]

Don't hide, Azura- a dancer should be honest.

[prayerwheel]

[ She stops and takes a step back, folding her arms behind her back. There's a moment of silence where she considers saying something, but

Nah.

It's a risk versus reward scenario, and she took the risk with Dazai and got hurt for it. She doesn't want take it again, with someone else who has even better odds of turning her down.

So she's not going to say anything at all. ]

...sorry. It's--nothing I feel like talking about, right now.

[darkova]

That's fine- we all have our secrets. Me more than most. But you don't have to pretend if you do not wish.

[prayerwheel]

I wouldn't say it's much of a secret.

[ The forum members watching them dance apparently already know, thanks internet, she loves being shipped.............. ]

[darkova]

[He suspects certain things- but they are things that don't need to be dragged out.]

Very well. Would you like to sit for a bit?

[prayerwheel]

[ She feels like refusing would be the better option for her sanity, but. Nnnn. ]

...I suppose so.

[darkova]

[Sitting on the porch~

If she was expecting him to press her for info it's not happening. He just closes his eyes and tries to relax, giving her something like privacy]

[prayerwheel]

[ She's quiet for a long, long while, resting her chin in her hands and staring out into the grass of the yard. ]

...apologies for bringing down the mood. I'm still in a rut of feeling sorry for myself, it seems.