WEEK 4 MINGLE

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WEEK 4

The weekend that just passed was....frankly, a lot. Yet despite all odds, you somehow pulled out a win from the jaws of utter defeat. As you wake up feeling tired but happy, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.

"Attention, Guests. This week, The game is temporarily suspended. This week, there will be no mafia kill. Take a break for your hard work."

And...indeed, it seems like this is a peace week. The Staff, after the disappearance of The Captain, are acting worse than they did last week - not only is there the blankness and the stuttering, but sometimes they even get orders wrong, with potentially hazardous results. Asking the Staff for things has become more dangerous and unreliable, but at least you meals are still good. Speaking of, The Chef has put a sign up on the door, reading "DO NOT TAKE KNIVES WITHOUT ASKING FIRST!! THAT MEANS YOU!!" written in big, angry letters. The resort also seems to be gearing up for Christmas - there are lights and trees scattered around the place, as well as mistletoe for couples to get their public displays of affection on. There's also some other holiday decorations around, for Kwanzaa and....something else you definitely have never seen before. The thing....wriggles, and you don't want to be around it for long.

The weather is still nothing, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Are you getting closer to the truth of this place, maybe? It's hard to say.


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Comments

[wrongtiming]

Gonna have to pass.

[He gives a curious look to the curry, though, with a smile.]

Volcano level, huh? Sounds like a challenge.

[purrtagonist]

Only if you want it to be.

[said with cheeky amusement]

I take it you want a plate?

[wrongtiming]

Why not? Let's see what you've got, man.

[Quickly, though, with some curiosity:]

Where'd you learn to cook?

[purrtagonist]

Mmm. My guardian taught me, but the only dish in my repertoire is curry.

[a little sheepish]

[wrongtiming]

That's not a bad starting point. [...] Not that I know much about cooking.

[purrtagonist]

Ah. So you're even more confused in the kitchen than I am.

[he teases]

[wrongtiming]

[He nods.]

Mom always used to cook for us, so I never had to learn, I guess. It's pretty cool that you know how, though.

[purrtagonist]

I didn't know how to cook before I moved in with my guardian though-- Boss.

He taught me the family recipe while I was living with him.

[. . .]

. . . it was nice of him.

[Akira appreciated being allowed to learn the family recipe more than he could say, really]

[wrongtiming]

You guys must be pretty close, huh?

[purrtagonist]

We are.

[Hierophant. Rank 10]

He's like a father to me, actually.

[moreso than his actual father]