WEEK TWO: MINGLE

[cluedin]

WEEK TWO

OCCUPANCY: 31

Rise and shine, little monsters. A new week is waiting just for you. The events of yesterday may have been hard to stomach, but time heals all wounds, after all. The damages the house has incurred over the last week have been reverted and the staff is hard at work fulfilling their roles in this mansion. A piping hot breakfast is served in the dining room promptly at 7am, every square inch of floor and furniture has been cleaned spotless, and Pumpkin is...probably around tending to the animals outside. As you exit your rooms on this lovely morning, guests will find that the barrier leading upstairs has diminished, and a new floor has been opened to explore.

For anyone who ventures into the ballroom, a new change may become apparent. Should you choose to look at the plaques long enough, two images will flicker and change sporadically. While Nia's portrait remains the same, on occasion it will change to an image of a headless young lady. Likewise, Asch's portrait looks just like himself, though if you blink you may miss it changing into the image of a young man mid-transformation into something with claws and scales. Finally, Michiru's portrait reveals a picture of a beautiful young lady, but every now and then it will reveal an image of a shriveled up, dried out siren. There is no rhyme and reason for the change...though perhaps it serves as a reminder to those who remain.

Additionally, the house rules have been moved from the ballroom and back into the hallway, mounted in the entryway as they were.

It's been some time now. Surely you've made some friends and perhaps even some enemies. Though you may not fully understand each other, they do say the best way to know someone is to walk a mile in their shoes. Starting today you'll find that you've been bound to one other guest by an invisible sort of string. Everything you feel, they will feel. Everything they experience, you will experience. Though the threads may change from time to time, the connection is strongest with only one person. How will you handle this bond?

Some of you may find this easy. For others, this may be a little stressful! The pressure may grow stronger and weigh down on you, an anger so strong you find yourself...howling in the night to express your anguish. Others still may find that the silver cutlery will cause them to break into a painful rash, and others still will find that an increase of hair begins to take over your head, your arms, and even places hidden beneath your clothes. Perhaps it's time to invest in a razor and stick to plastic utensils.

Not to mention that the ailments you experienced last week are still in effect, though they're much less than before. Do try to keep track of your body parts this week...though you've been absolved of your sins.

You may experience only some of these events. Then again, maybe you're unlucky and you're experiencing all of these events at different points in time. Time is of the essence, however, and come Monday at noon a rustling crackle of static can be heard from overhead. Try as you might, you won't be able to find the speakers but a message will play loud and clear for all.

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Monday

[shortforever]

[That is more than enough to make Chuuya, who happened to be walking right near the ballroom door, jump in surprise and run to peek in. Because wow he didn't expect that of someone gentle like Luna.]

What was that for?

[Maybe she's got that redhead spirit in her after all?]

[brokethefirst]

It's none of your business.

[It's an icy snap, if not a quiet one. Still, she takes a second to exhale slowly from her nose.]

I'll... I'll clean it up. Just ignore it.

[shortforever]

[It's really lucky that Chuuya got some fukken chill this week, so he doesn't immediately snap back at her. Instead he just stares for a moment, internally debating if he should push for info or leave her be.

The former wins out.]

Sure, I'll leave it there if you want. But I'm still gonna ask about it, because if someone pissed you off that bad then it sounds like they need an ass-kicking.

[brokethefirst]

Please don't bother. It's not going to help anything.

[Just. Gonna. Head towards the basement stairs to look for a broom.]

Go find something else to fight over.

[shortforever]

[He's gonna follow her!]

If someone's giving you a hard time and they need to be taught a lesson, that's worth fighting over. But if you don't want the help, then whatever.

[brokethefirst]

You all seem to be very good at starting fights regardless of what I think.

[See ya. Oh boy, love to go into basement, good times.]

[shortforever]

What- oi!

[STORMING DOWN THE STEPS AFTER HER]

For your information, I haven't even been in one fight here!

[...wait.]

Excluding one on the first day. Other than that, no fights at all!

[brokethefirst]

Be quiet. You just told me you would be willing to start a fight for something you have no idea about. If you're going to try to convince me you aren't like everyone else, you can stop right now.

[...

A beat. She exhales, swallows, a hand going to her forehead.

What... what was she saying?

...]

While I appreciate the sentiment, that's the last thing I want.

So please. Just... forget it.

1/2

[shortforever]

[Chuuya looks. Well. Honestly confused and hurt for a second there. Like he didn't expect Luna to snap back like that.]

[shortforever]

[And then that look hardens up into a glare, and he shoves his hands in his pockets.

And then kicks whatever is near him into a wall. A rock, a book, whatever. Doesn't matter what it is, it's going flying.]

So that's how it is? Fine by me.

[And he turns to walk off.]

[brokethefirst]

Chuuya, I--

[No... no, it won't help. It never does.

She bites back what she had wanted to say, her mind now a mix of guilt and disgust and anger as she quietly turns to head to the laundry room, her jaw clenched tight.

What was WRONG with her...??]