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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ski slopes;

[13thpromise]

[ Roxas immediately comes right outside at the sound of an explosion going off, and he comes closer to the site, looking kind of worried. Then he just looks kind of confused when he sees the two bums lying in the snow and they don't look particularly injured. ]

What were you two doing?

[messianic]

[Hm... how does he answer that...

Minato just flops over some more and sighs.]

... Not sure how to answer that, really... trying something...? Yeah, trying something.

[13thpromise]

Trying what?

[ Roxas sort of just frowns, looking around, and then folds his arms. ]

[messianic]

[well...]

Clearing the snow...?

... That was a failure, obviously.

[13thpromise]

[ He gives a small look of disapproval because that was kind of reckless, before his expression settles mostly. ]

It's kind of weird how an explosion didn't really do much to the snow.

[ ... ]

...Is that what you guys were going for? Trying to clear it by exploding the snow away?

[ Like ... was there a normal fire spell intended here or was it just so bad of a goof up there was an explosion. ]

[messianic]

Yeah... it was worth a try...? Nothing else seemed to be working, but... this definitely didn't work.

[So here they are. Reckless, but relatively okay!]

[13thpromise]

At least someone tried, I guess.

[ He's not particularly happy about it but all in all they turned out okay. That being said, for their trouble he did wish it had worked. ]

And it proves once again that they lied about something.

[ Not surprising given what they learned and it was obvious to him the people behind this "game" had clandestine intentions, but you know. ]

[messianic]

[...]

Seems like that's the norm, right...? There's definitely something really strange going on here.

[13thpromise]

[ He'll just nod.

Then after a moment he'll reach a hand out to him. ]

You probably don't want to lie down there for too long.

[messianic]

Thanks...

[He's definitely right about that--Minato doesn't want to lay in the snow any longer. He'll take that hand, slowly hauling himself up and brushing off the snow with a shiver.]

Ughhh... it's so cold out here.

[13thpromise]

[ He'll let go. ]

Let's go inside. This is really the worst place to end up catching a cold.

[messianic]

No complaints here.

[Tiiiime to go where it's warm.]

I'm ready to get warm again.

[A beat.]

Thanks for looking out for us.

[13thpromise]

[ He doesn't seem to be expecting the thanks, but he'll nod with a smile that he doesn't quite feel. ]

We don't really know each other, but it looks like we're in the same situation, and that's why we have to look out for one another.

[purrtagonist]

Making. . . an attempt. . .?

[what kind of answer is that, Akira??]

[13thpromise]

[ ...

He picks up a little bit of snow and walks closer, trying to see if he can sprinkle some of it on him in childish retaliation for what he perceives as some sort of recklessness. ]

[purrtagonist]

[IT WAS A LITTLE RECKLESS. . . they knew what they were doing, but still!!]

[Akira takes the snow in stride, but he can't help but joke]

Are you seasoning me for tonight's dinner?

[13thpromise]

Nope, for dessert.

[ Roxas doesn't look amused, but he's going along with it. Probably because he wasn't seriously injured. ]

These are the sprinkles for the chocolate cupcakes.

[purrtagonist]

Sprinkles and not powdered sugar?

[meanwhile, a small flicker of amusement appears on Akira's expression from behind the mask]

[13thpromise]

[ STILL trying not to smile but that question makes it hard; or maybe it's just the general silliness here getting to him. ]

White sprinkles, so they might as well be powdered sugar.

[purrtagonist]

[silliness in the face of potential death!]

Close enough.

I hope I taste like strawberry.

[Akira]

[13thpromise]

[ The best time for silliness. ]

Well you would if I were making strawberry cupcakes, you bum.

[purrtagonist]

What are you making? Akira cupcakes? Can I be a strudel instead. . .

[13thpromise]

Yeah, Akira cupcakes.

[ He can't believe he's having this discussion while Akira's lying on the floor like this, and then he'll just extend a hand to him. ]

I'll think about the strudel thing a little. It depends on how I'm feeling.

[purrtagonist]

[grasps Roxas's hand, using it as leverage to hoist himself up again]

If not a strudel, then how about parfait? Or a rice krispie treat?

[13thpromise]

Okay, a parfait can work.

[ There we go! ]

I don't really know what a rice krispie treat is anyway.