WEEK 1 - MINGLE

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WEEK 1

You've found a safe haven from the wind and the snow - yet, perhaps you're not quite out of danger yet. The Resort Staff are odd, but seem harmless - jumping to any whim you might have, if it doesn't make them oddly lock up.

The weather all week is perfect - the perfect temp and snow for plenty of skiing. The firepit in the courtyard is always lit too, with ingredients for smores and hot chocolate always available in the lobby. Though...in the halls, a strange bunch of songs keep playing from the hotel's sound system. Is whoever runs this place a weird cover song enthusiast?

So far, everything seems fine....but there's a weird sense of unease lingering over the Resort as everyone wakes up Monday Morning. Maybe that has something to do with that strange memory that popped in your head when you woke up? Or maybe it's that all of you woke up in the middle of a snowstorm, with no memory of how you got there?

In the end...even though everything should be fine, why does it feel like this is only the prelude to a nightmare...?

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Comments

[latebluemer]

You... have a big family.

[That might be curiosity in her voice, or a smidge of envy, or just confusion because the names are still tripping her up and she's not sure why Cinque decided to remind her what a mother is called. Most of it is just chalked up to Cinque being Cinque. The other parts are Aoi being Aoi.]

Does that mean all of you are actually that good at magic?

[It's kind of skepticism, and kind of wondering. What must it be like to have that much family, all in the same class? She's really not sure what that would look like.]

[whirlingmace]

Some of us are better than the others. I'm better with hitting things.

[ With her big mace! ]

I guess it is big, huh? There's twelve of us. We're supposed to be facing everything together.

[ That's when her voice falters and she lowers her gaze. The exuberance that was there dims a bit. ]

[latebluemer]

That... would explain the mace, yeah.

[It was a really big mace, she remembers. But then -- of course, she should have expected that talking about family and back home would get even Cinque down; or maybe especially her, since she seems to latch on to people pretty hard no matter when or where. She's not sure how to deal with it, just in general.]

... It is always better to face things with family, isn't it? I just have one brother, but we've never been separated. Not really.

[whirlingmace]

[ :< aww aoi.

And yup she did latch on pretty hard. She's not used to being alone like this without Mother or the others there. There's no War, but there's no family either. No orders or anything at all.]

It is! We could do anything so long as were together.

[latebluemer]

[She'll live (maybe), but separation is still no bueno when your family is just two people whose purpose is mostly tied to each other. That's the downside of tying your purpose to people. Oh well.]

Yeah, that sounds about right. That's how we made it this far, too. I'm going to get through this and see my brother again, no matter what.

[That's her duty as the little sis, after all.]