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bluesclues2020-02-14 01:16 pm
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WEEK ZERO: WELCOME INTRO
WELCOME
Even from behind your eyelids, the soft glowing light can be seen as you find yourself awakening. The slow swell of strings begins, and as you struggle to open your eyes, the sound of footsteps pass you by. You soon hear three feminine voices speak in unison.
"Master Blue wishes to welcome you all. We hope you enjoy your stay!"
Light temporarily blinds you as you look around, but the source of the voices has vanished. Whomever has greeted you seems to have disappeared without warning, leaving you all alone.
The music starts up and though no orchestra is present, the song can be heard all throughout the room. Crystal chandeliers hang above your head, and the waxed wooden floor gleams brightly. Floor to ceiling windows cover the back wall and a night sky full of stars twinkle back at you. The wall next to it, however, is covered by a thick crimson curtain. Those who attempt to move it will find they have little luck in their endeavor, but there are more pressing matters at hand.
Looking down you'll come to notice that you're wearing clothes that certainly aren't what you were previously wearing. You, and the guests around you, have been dressed appropriately in formal attire properly fitted for each individual.
Oh. That's right. Didn't we mention the other guests? Seated to your left, right, and across from you at the long banquet table are other people just like you. Perhaps it's a friend you know, though don't be surprised if it's a complete stranger. Each individual holds a blue and silver invitation with their name scrawled upon it, and a message to follow.
"Please respond to Master Blue's invitation at least one week prior to the event to secure your seat and accommodations.
This dinner is guaranteed to be an event to die for."
This dinner is guaranteed to be an event to die for."
Strange, isn't it?
But rest assured! Nothing is stopping you from leaving the ballroom and exploring the other rooms of Master Blue's home. After all, you're an honored guest! It's with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that you're welcomed here tonight. Really, what's your hurry? It's not as though the front door will open for you. Don't bother with the windows either. They've all been locked tight to ensure you're all nice and cozy for your stay.
If you look under your seat, you'll find a special gift bag with your name on it. Opening these bags will reveal the following:
-A small spiral notebook
-A crayon in a specific shade of blue
-Three different candles
-A brass key (Design May Vary.)
-This cute toy
A welcome gift from the Master, of course.
Take some time to admire the decor, if you will. The house has been decorated for this special holiday with chains of paper hearts, miniature golden cupid statues, and confetti that rains down from the ceiling on occasion. Perhaps you'll get lucky tonight with love in the air, especially since Cupid's arrow seems to aim for you no matter where you go. For those of you who don't wish to partake in the lavish feast spread out in the ballroom, you're in luck. Boxes of chocolate and bowls of candy hearts can be found for all your snacking needs.
As the unseen orchestra plays on, it seems as though you've no choice but to get to know your fellow guests and make yourselves comfortable. Perhaps if you wait long enough, someone will come to greet you.
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[ Until the handrail ends at the top of the stairs, he'll be fine. And then he's standing on the top of the landing trying to focus on breathing more than trying to figure out which one was his room again, so if Luna offers her arm again, he'll take it with a muttered ]
Thanks.
[ under his breath. ]
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Think nothing of it.
My room is just over here to the right. It's not a very long walk. Would you mind if we went that way?
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He shakes his head at the question, despite his room being closer to the stairs if he remembers correctly, and he's sort of curious to see the other rooms too. He can't just poke around everybody's rooms like some other people have been doing, he has to be invited in like a vampire. ]
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She'll carefully unlock the door and hold it open.]
Go right ahead. I'll make sure this stays propped open, okay?
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me: Ayabe's in room 3, there's like a 50% chance he's closer, I don't have to go check ]
You aren't coming in with me?
[ He's been calling other people paranoid but that also makes him paranoid. Saying that jut makes him think she'll close the door and lock him in for whatever reason?? ]
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[Just gonna make sure this door isn't gonna close on itself real quick--]
I just feel this might make it a little less claustrophobic, I suppose. We're strangers still, aren't we? If you wanted to leave, I just... want you to know you can.
Does that makes sense?
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[ The irony is in being stuck inside this building, but at least for something like a shared bedroom, this is no different to him than the school dorms. He's not claustrophobic, in any case, and it already looks like he can breathe better upstairs than he could down there, even before he steps into the room and takes a look around.
There's the balcony. And presumably some sort of sliding door that opens out to it, which sort of counts as a window. ]
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[Unless he objects, she's going to slide right past him and over to the balcony, opening the door before stepping back and seating herself on whatever furniture is closest which we're just gonna say is the chaise to save my sanity.]
Take a look. You'll see what I meant if you try to reach over the railing. Or... I suppose you won't see it, really.
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Suspicion turns to surprise, though, when he reaches out and his hand bumps into the barrier. ]
Wha-
[ He places his hand flat on the solid nothingness, and slides his palm across the surface. ]
Amazing... The glass doesn't smudge at all...!
[ LOOK AT THIS INCREDIBLE WINDOW, LUNA it looks just like air, it's so clear, no fingerprints, no glare, absolutely amazing. ]
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You can feel the breeze, can't you? I don't see a vent, and with that much air, I... I think you would be able to see a seam in the glass...
I'm not sure what it is.
[But I mean, he seems oddly enthralled, so more power to him.]
Are... you a fan of glass, or...?
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He pulls away when she asks him if he's a fan though, ducking his head a little.
Maybe he's a fan of glass. Who knows. Shut up. ]
It's nothing like that. It's- Like you said, you can feel the breeze, but it feels like solid glass.
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It's definitely something different. I don't think I've ever seen technology like this. Maybe it's just... some sort of safety feature.
...
You seem to be in better spirits. How is your breathing?
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...better. It's not so bad with a view like this.
[ Trees are good and safe, although he does look around past the balcony since he's already here. There's nothing that places the building in any specific city he knows, and more than that, he can't see any animals outside. That's not too surprising; it's winter, after all. ]
Remember to leave the curtains closed when you're not in the room. Otherwise, the birds will think it's open space, and run into the glass.
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[Prioritizing the glass again... She's going to make a mental note of that for later. Now doesn't seem a wise time to bring it up.
She does, however, want to get one idea onto the table now that the boy in front of her is calmer.]
I... know it might not be something you would prefer. But if you do find you need assistance, and would prefer something more, um, confidential... I do have my medical license.
It doesn't look like we have access to very many supplies right now, but I can do the best I'm able for now. I just... don't want you to feel you have to push through things without help.
[Another smile, though this one is a little more cautious, almost shy.]
My name is Luna. Could I ask for yours?
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Reito Ayabe. And thanks, but it's-
[ He breaks off and frowns a little to himself, looking back outside and this is such a nice window, he can't see her reflection at all. ]
...it's not something medicine can cure, and I've been managing fine. [ This is fine. ] If I'm having trouble, I'll just come up to the balcony.
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...Okay.
Still... regardless of whether or not it can be cured, or even if it can't be entirely treated... having support is still important. It can be overwhelming to handle your body acting out of turn constantly.
[She'll pause, staring down at the floor for a moment, as though she wants to say more. But she merely sighs, her shoulders drooping a bit.]
I won't push the issue if you really think you'll be okay. And you seem like you're a smart person. I just... wanted you to know it was an option, I guess.
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He appreciates the offer of support, but it's also just really embarrassing. How he can't go anywhere or do anything without succumbing to a coughing fit out of the blue, how people would go "oh no, what's wrong??" and crowd him like they did on the stairs and he just wants space. Nobody wants to be seen as weak, least of all him. How can he turn to anybody for support? ]
I'll keep that in mind. More than me, there's another boy, Dazai. He won't let me how he's doing under his bandages, but maybe you can help him.