WEEK 5 MINGLE

[foundationmods]

WEEK 5

They said it was a break week, but two of your number were lost anyway last week. While you're all tired and still recovering, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.

"Attention, Guests. The game is back on. Break week is now over. Happy Holidays."

The Staff are still like they were last week - only this time, the orders almost always go wrong, if they even manage to go through - the Staff are vanishing constantly. Meals are also getting affected - they're still perfectly edible, but they're not as delicious as they once were, with seasoning and other things occasionally being off. The Sign warning people to not take knives is still on the kitchen door, but The Chef seems incredibly tired, often resting on a chair in the corner.

The Resort is still furnished with Holiday items - but after Medic's christmas protest, there are more items related to other holidays up, and it's much more balanced - objects and colors of multiple holidays side by side in harmony, with the mistletoe still up for any needed smooching. There are, however, more wriggling...things, and there's even an entire 'tree' made of eldritch tentacles with glowing balls of light on them that wink in an oddly hypnotic fashion.

The weather is still nothing, but the courtyard seems to have switched to a much warmer clime, which while still a little cool is pleasant enough to sit outside in. Finally, the music this week seems... almost ominous...?

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone, one more traumatic this time instead of gentle like the others have been. Yet, you feel as if you know a little more about your time in this world, now. Not everything, but...enough.

Enough to see this game through to the end, at least.


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callin' for Sol!

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Waking up early in the morning hasn't been particularly successful for him in the past week or so, and it shows from the way he's dozing off on a couch in the soft room with one of the cats from the animal café. Despite the comfortable surroundings and obvious fatigue, every now and then he's disturbed by a coughing fit, covering his mouth with a handkerchief and staring blankly at it when he pulls it away.

After he decides napping is a failure, the afternoon is spent wandering around on the third floor, although he only briefly stops by the aquarium and locked storage room. It's when he gets access to the rock that he sits at a pew in the chapel and tries to solicit some help from their friendly neighbourhood rock child. Ring ring?!]

Um, hello? This is Sol, right?

[In the evening, Rean's at the jacuzzi, although he doesn't seem to be doing anything more than dipping his feet in. It's a still scene, appearing lost in thought as he stares down at his hands, shallow breaths and blinks the only indication that he's anything more than a statue. Despite this, the slightest sign of anyone stepping into the area elicits a sharp turn of the head and a rather intense, focused stare before he blinks and averts his eyes, awkwardly mussing the hair at his nape.]

Oh. Uh... you here to use the hot tub too?

soft room;

[13thpromise]

[ Things had been...hectic, after what'd happened last week, he'd find himself in here - it was one of his favorite rooms, and one of the places he remembers messing around in one of the weeks, with...Cynthia.

A smile falls from his face and then he looks around, spotting Rean in his spot. ]

...Why're you coughing so much?

[ Roxas never asked before, but then he really didn't get a chance to, really. Did he get a bad cold after everything that'd happened? ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[He jolts a little in surprise; the softness of the room is comforting, but admittedly it's not so great for transmitting vibrations, so he doesn't realize Roxas is here until he hears him. The hand holding the handkerchief quickly tightens so it's basically balled up, but if Roxas was looking at it, he may have noticed a glint of gold there. As if nothing happened, he looks over at Roxas, smiling weakly.]

It's nothing, really. It's probably just this place wearing down on me.

[13thpromise]

[ Rean, please.

The blond will blink and continue to stare at him for awhile that stretches to a few moments, like he doesn't believe that, because he did notice that glint of gold. After dealing with a certain someone, Roxas has gotten into the habit of paying a lot more attention to people's general...everything. ]

...It's been making it hard to sleep?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Look...... he's trying. It's pretty evident that trying to convince Roxas was a bust and he doesn't really have the energy to continue making excuses, so.]

...Yeah. At first, it was fine, but... well, I kind of expected it anyways. So it's not really a big deal.

[13thpromise]

[ You tried. ]

Are you sure? We all really need to be at our best...or close to it.

[ So he kind of does think it's concerning enough, actually, and also because he kind of still cares. ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Clearly someone needs to ask the staff for one of those... if they weren't malfunctioning, anyways.

Anyways, he nods.]

Yeah, it's fine. There isn't really anything that can be done, so don't worry about it.

[13thpromise]

[ That would be absolutely hilarious to have on hand, negl.

Roxas kind of has a tiny frown on his face, but he does believe Rean at that. Still he can't help but want to do something about it. ]

Okay. [ ... ] Are you well enough for a pillow fight?

[ ... Look, they were in the soft room, Roxas had to ask. ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[There's a blink and then he smiles slightly at the question.]

...Yeah, I think I can manage that much. [He straightens up a little from where he's slumped on the couch.] Did you want go a round?

jacuzzi

[resortghosts]

[Well, good luck trying to stare at absolutely nothing Rean, because that's what's happening right now, even if he can probably hear the slight sound of feet on the water around it.

There's no actual verbal response (why would a ghost bring a tablet near water?) but there is the sound of water shifting as they enter, so.

Good luck with that?!]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Oh, uh. Hm. Having this happen makes him realize how lucky they were to have the tablets (although then again, Medic makes due with sticky notes). For a couple minutes, he just stays there pondering what he should be doing here. Normally, he'd go for a conversation, but with that avenue cut off, it's just sitting around awkwardly with someone who may or may not be naked in a hot tub.]

Um... so. Nice evening, huh?

[Look. He's trying.]

[resortghosts]

[An attempt is being made, at least?

There's going to be the sound of light tapping on the concrete as if to indicate something? Who knows what that means, though.]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Just looking over and...

How many taps and is there a pattern to it? Because if it's morse code, I can totally bullshit that Rean learned it from either Fie or while he was at Thors. Although he might be rusty.]

[resortghosts]

[It's just a single tap for now!

Although morse code may or may not potentially happen, who knows.]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Hmm. There's a number of things it could mean, but for now.

50 questions it is?!]

Did you come here just to warm up?

[resortghosts]

[Fifty questions it is!

There is one tap. Does it mean 'yes' or does it mean 'no', who knows??]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Only one way to find out...?! He looks up into the void above them and says:]

It's a pretty starry night, huh? Perfect for this kind of thing.

SOL

[foundationnpcs]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[for whatever reason he feels like the image of something is coming to mind but... nah. must be his imagination!! anyways:]

Hey. Um, are you busy right now...? I have a couple of questions I wanna ask, and maybe a request, if it's possible.

[foundationnpcs]

I'm not busy, no! I'm just digesting some deer, it's fine.

[Um.]

What did you need?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Hm. Well, he eats people, so that probably doesn't sound as strange as it could, but. Hm.]

Sorry to disturb you. Anyways, first of all... I guess I'm wondering how you talk to us like this. It's kind of like you're speaking to us directly in our heads, right?

[foundationnpcs]

You're touching my body right now. If you're touching me, I can talk to you.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[...That sounds kind of weird um. anyways]

So does that mean that you'd be able to talk to some of the other guests here if we do the same thing?

[foundationnpcs]

Yep! Anyone who touches the stone you're holding can talk to me! And Kon, sometimes, but he's busy right now.

[relentlesslyonwards]

That's pretty convenient... Actually, then I have a favor to ask. Would you be able to act as an intermediary between us and one of the guests here? They show up as a swarm of rats and none of us know how to speak their language, so I was wondering if you'd be able to do something about that.