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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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[Tsumugi has been doing her best to avoid the mistletoe ever since they went up. But his behavior with the journal is weird enough to make her concerned. Which is why she forgets to look up before she walks over.]

Is there something on your mind today, Vanitas-kun?

[ He looks up... ]

Oh... hey.

[ Guess who hasn't noticed the mistletoe, just yet. ]

Not really. Just taking some notes.

Eh, really? You must have a lot by now.

[She's in the same boat it looks like. Wonder who will notice first.]

I can't say I'm not curious.

[ He gives a soft snort. ]

Are you?

[ It's. Almost playful! He taps pen against the journal, shrugging a shoulder. ]

Well, if we both get out of here alive, maybe I'll let you read it.

[That gets a short laugh out of her.]

Well, I can’t turn down that kind of motivation. When else would I get an offer like that from you? It almost makes me feel plain special.

[There is a teasing tone to her voice during the last part. Admittedly, there is some truth to it, as she is aware that he doesn’t like people snooping into his business.]

[ WELL, NOW THERE'S A HINT OF COLOR ON HIS CHEEKS... but, he just smirks it off as he shrugs. ]

I know you're not the type to spread it around. That's not your style, right?

You know me well, Vanitas-kun. I’m not a gossip... but I’d be a good one with all the things I overhear ‘cuz people don’t notice plain old me.

[A smile and another laugh... that cuts off with a squeak-wheeze when Tsumugi finally notices the mistletoe above them. She’s sort of just staring at it bug eyed though.]

[ He looks like he's about to say something... only to blink and frown in mild confusion.

. . . Then he's looking up.

Oh. ]

They really are everywhere...

[ A hint of color appears on his cheeks by the time he looks back at her. ]

It's not as though you- [ almost unnoticeable pause, but there is definitely one there] -have to do anything.

It’s almost like an Christmas episode in a romance anime... you can’t escape the mistletoe!

[Tsumugi appears more flustered than he’s probably seen her before. Hair curling into various question marks and exclamation points with a few hearts mixed in. Her face is pink and her glasses are firmly shoved up to hide her eyes behind the gleam.]

Ahh... I mean... the same applies to you, you know? Romance flags may be raised, but they don’t have to be triggered, right? Or the laws of romance anime may apply and something might interrupt anyway!

[Nice way of not denying interest but not answering the question Tsumugi.]

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[ His eyes actually... outright widen, suddenly. There's a pause as he takes a step closer, eyes narrowed with curiosity, face still a little pink... ]

... That's not a no.

[ Which has him... confused as hell, honestly. ]

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[There's a raise of her eyebrows and widening of her eyes as he steps closer. She never expected to be in a situation like this outside of fantasy and fiction.]

Well... it's not, yeah. But um... a person's first kiss is important, you know? Would you really be okay with plain old me having it?

[Tsumugi, it'd be your first kiss too, if on the lips.]

[ Oh.

Uh............. ]

It- wouldn't be the first, for me.

[ He's turning a tiny bit redder, now, as he glances away. ]

Even so, you're--

[

Please hold as Vanitas struggles with words. ]

Ah.

[That prompts a tiny surge of jealously that is quickly squashed. She's more focused on his reaction to all of this.]

Well, still. It'd just be mine, then. Which...

[She awkwardly clears her throat. What is genuine emotion and affection for others, how do people cope with this on a daily basis?]

...I'm fine with. I mean- I guess it doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to?

[Which is... a lie on her part. She'd want it to mean something, but.... she'll take what she can get.]

[ He listens quietly, his face increasingly darkening a little. Of all the things to easily catch him off-guard, this feels like such a stupid one, on some level? Like he should be able to brush aside the weird feelings that bubble up as a result of these words.

This is not a weakness he wants to have. ]

You guess...?

[ AUGH, there are so many conflicting thoughts here, not all that differently from ones he's had towards Roxas. But, in the end, he's... tired of feeling like control over himself is slipping. He's done playing around. Done feeling like some idiot. So he leans forward, brushing a kiss to the corner of her lips.

Then, with that, he's moving back, studying her face... ]

... I'll talk to Roxas.

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