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

[geckodad]

[Look, that was an explosion. You have to go check what's going on. Iwai runs towards the ski slopes, alert to the first sign of hostile activity so he can jump onto the snow.

He sure didn't expect to find two dumb teens sprawled out, with no signs of an explosion. For a moment he sighs with relief -- nobody seems hurt, it's just two dumbasses doing who knows what

Once he's completely recovered from the surprise of having seen an explosion from afar, he huffs, hands in his pockets]

You two need me to bring a stretcher?

[messianic]

[At that, he pries open an eye and squints at Iwai.]

... Are there stretchers back there...?

[...]

Anyway, no, it's... no. We're fine.

[geckodad]

The staff's pretty good at getting stuff out of thin air.

[He's sure he could ask for a stretcher and they'd give him one. Iwai walks around, looking for anything that made the explosion]

Okay, mind tellin' what exactly you two were tryin' to do?

[messianic]

[...Wwwwweeeellllll...]

... We were trying to clear away the snow...

It didn't work.

[Obviously.]

[geckodad]

If I didn't know better I'd think nothing happened here.

[He moves some snow with his boot. Nothing happens, so it isn't like the snow covered everything again]

How'd you get explosives anyway?

[messianic]

[UMMM.]

We...didn't. Magic might have been involved.

[geckodad]

...what?

[Iwai is entirely clueless how things took this turn. Magic. Really now]

[messianic]

[... Um.]

Yeah... I know it sounds pretty weird, but that's the only explanation I've got.

[geckodad]

...you know what, I don't wanna know the details.

[Because he's sure he wouldn't understand anyways]

Can you stand up?

[Akira over there seems to be rather exhausted, from what Iwai talked with him...he's trying to check if Minato is just as tired]

[messianic]

[...Wwwwwelll....]

I'll be able to soon.

[Probably.]

I'm just...a little tired right now.

[geckodad]

[Tired...well he can't blame that.

That's why later, when he brings the coffee Akira wanted, he also tosses a thermos in Minato's direction]

Dunno if you take coffee or not, but I brought you one anyway.

[messianic]

[... damn. Minato catches it willingly, blinking.]

Oh...thank you. That was kind of you.

[He does like coffee! And it also restores SP, so like. Win-win.]

Um... don't be too hard on Akira. [Softly:] I don't think he does well feeling trapped. I should have thought it through more too.

[geckodad]

I know, he's the type to want to help others even if it puts him in danger. Even if you hadn't asked 'im to help or whatever he'd have done somethin' like this anyway.

[And chances are it'd have been much flashier than an explosion in middle of the ski slopes. Somehow]

[purrtagonist]

Nooooooo. . .

. . . coffee?

[coffee seems better than a stretcher]

[geckodad]

...you're definitely okay.

[Pretty good sign he isn't hurt. Iwai makes a mental note to get some coffee later]

Come on, stand up already.

[He does approach, in case Akira's incapable of standing up. He may not be showing signs of worry now that he thinks Akira and Minato are okay, but hey, he sure isn't going to be a jackass and do nothing if it does turn out they need help]

[purrtagonist]

[Akira isn't visibly injured, but Armageddon is a pretty tough spell that completely drains the user's SP, soooo. what is stamina??? he has none of it???]

I refuse.

[LET HIM LIE HERE AND NOT MOVE]

[geckodad]

[You're hopeless, Akira]

What were you tryin' to do?

[Minato says they were trying to clear up the snow, but Iwai isn't sure if he should believe that. Because, you know, there's no snow removed despite the big explosion. Something's off here]

[purrtagonist]

Escape.

[Minato isn't wrong. . . it's not their fault they didn't realize their powers were nerfed this badly]

It didn't work.

[geckodad]

[This could have been better planned]

Did you even think you'll do after you escape?

[Escaping from here is...well, it's just the start of the long way home]

[purrtagonist]

Hey. . .

[hey!! don't knock their plan :(]

We thought if we cleared out the snow, we could all get out of here. Maybe find a place where we could call for help. . .

[geckodad]

You idiot! We can't just go out with a 'maybe'. If we find nothin' you think we could come back? First we find where to go, then we make our exit, not backwards! We'd freeze to death if we do somethin' wrong!

[The thought everyone could have gone out and gotten lost in the middle of the snowy wasteland is harrowing -- but yeah, Iwai was in the process of trying to convince Medic to use his pigeon to scout the area and have an idea of where to go if they ever escape]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . oh :( he's being scolded. . . and while Akira feels the most comfortable sassing at Iwai out of any of the adults he knows, there's something about that tone of voice that makes him flinch]

. . .

It didn't work, anyway.

[geckodad]

[Yeah, it definitely didn't. Iwai passes a hand over his face, frustrated, but judges he gave enough of a hard time to these two]

I better bring that coffee you asked for.

[purrtagonist]

. . . thanks.

[pushes himself up into a sitting position, wincing a bit as he does so]

I drink mine black, by the way.

[geckodad]

[Iwai doesn't even bother to reply. He just walks in direction to the resort, and a few minutes later returns with two thermos]

There.

[Tossing it at him like Akira was tossing coffee thermos around when they were on the road.

It's black, strong coffee indeed! But it's rather average. Nothing fantastic, most likely obtained from the staff because Akira and Minato sure don't have time to wait while Iwai brews coffee]