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

[perfeccion]

That's interesting. Because their souls feel like normal humans. Of course, I'm just using my usual senses with no enhancement, so it's not the most specific tool.

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He shoots a glare at Szayel, before he seem to bite his tongue]

Could be possible they know some kind of advance Marital Art techinque...

[perfeccion]

It's true. There are techniques to hide one's reiatsu.

[theycallhimmrpchan]

...and to strengthen one's body.

[He added as he continues to pace]

[blutsauger]

... You can. Sense people's souls, then? [Medic looks uncharacteristically nervous.]

[perfeccion]

Indeed! I am an Arrancar, a kind of Hollow. Hollows are spirits that consume other souls -- being able to detect my prey is a helpful skill.

[blutsauger]

Hah... I see. [Medic tries to look nonchalant. If Szayel takes a moment to pay attention to Medic and his souls, he'll probably notice a few things. Namely, the fact that Medic doesn't have his original soul, and instead he has seven others surgically attached to him. Where? How? Who the fuck knows. It looks like a sloppy job, but it sure as hell works! There's also a spot where another soul previously was stitched to, which was recently torn away.]

[perfeccion]

[Indeed, Szayel takes a closer look. How curious!]

... I didn't think humans had reached that level of soul technology.

[blutsauger]

Hahha, well. Not. Most humans.

[perfeccion]

[he leans forward]

Tell me about your methods.

[blutsauger]

Oh! Well, I, uh. [Medic looks around at the other people in the area, and lowers his voice.] Let's just say that when you have a nearly-limitless budget and a boss who's willing to let you have free reign with your experiments so long as she supervises, well. You get to try out a lot of new ideas and see what sticks.

[perfeccion]

Oh ho!! [Szayel leans in more, conspiratorially] Unlimited resources and no ethical oversight... it sounds like my kind of lab. But however did you manage to contain the soul essences of others? Most humans aren't even able to see spiritual matter, let alone manipulate it.

[blutsauger]

[The implications of Szayel's words give him pause. Sure, Medic isn't exactly the most ethical or by-the-books doctor, but that's different. He knows where his limits are and what he's willing to do to get shit done.

Still, he's not gonna pass up an opportunity to brag.]

Oh, it was no trouble at all once I built a few devices- one to actually see the souls, and another to actually touch them with tangible objects.

[Don't ask him how he made them, though, because it was probably a lot of trial and error. His Medigun was a fluke]

[perfeccion]

Fascinating! For a mere human to have figured out how to interact with spirit matter... you are something else, aren't you?

[dolleyed]

I don't know shit about souls, but normal humans can still change into monsters without their soul being lost.

Might be some of that shit.

[perfeccion]

It's true. They could have extensive modifications to their physical bodies without ever touching their souls, and I wouldn't be able to tell. Not that way, anyway.

[dolleyed]

Sounds like you've got an alternative plan on the ready.

[perfeccion]

Well... I usually would. But it seems like as soon as anyone harms them, they vanish. I can hardly do a proper vivisection in a split second.

[dolleyed]

Oh yeah, found that one out by experience.

[ Grumbling about it, still. ]

They wouldn't let me stab one to see if they bleed though.

[perfeccion]

Unfortunate! Even when asked nicely?

[dolleyed]

They, in this case, being the other captives for some fucking reason.

If we got blood, would that actually be any good to you?

[ He doesn't like science-y types but he likes the Staff much, much less. ]

[perfeccion]

Yes. I could examine it under a microscope with the proper stains... I could also taste it. As a Hollow, I can obtain a glut of information that way.

[dolleyed]

.... you're a creep, got it.

[ .... do not taste the blood. In Kohaku's world that means infection and death. ]

But if I get one of the fuckers to bleed, you'll know.

[perfeccion]

Such a dirty word. [but also not denying it]

Excellent. You know, I do have some blood collection tubes around here, somewhere...

[dolleyed]

You came disgustingly prepared.

[ Which is somehow a GOOD THING now? Why does the crazy science dude have to be on his side now. ]