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WEEK SIX: MINGLE

WEEK SIX

OCCUPANCY: . . .

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...

...a silence lays over the house.

For anyone who ventures into the ballroom, a new change may become apparent. Should you choose to look at the plaques, those of the dead have gone blank. The images that were once there have been covered, though the information is still there.

Additionally, the house rules have been removed.

Odd, isn't it? Where are those strange effects you've grown accustom to over the last several weeks in this house? Your body is as it should be (except for those of you who have lost limbs...you know who you are...), your mind is sound and stable, and there are no strange urges or instincts arising within you.

The mansion is in prime condition. All of the rooms (except for Master Blue's and the servants' quarters) are unlocked, and nothing seems out of place. Perhaps you'll have a chance to relax this morning?

Well, it was nice while it lasted anyway. 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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[Lio has another hand, Galo cleaves Da-ge in the head with the Buster Sword while losing more of his memory and deterring the corpse, more corpses begin to swarm, and Beau and NHS are far enough away to draw Da-ge's attention. Jin Guangyao looks at NHS and nods firmly, readying himself for battle.

As the blood of NHS falls from his palm, Da-ge suddenly turns and with lightning speed zips away from Galio and toward the other two disasters. Hope you had a plan for this, NHS! Galo and Lio should have an easier time fighting off the other monsters though to clear a path to the door now that the main corpse is distracted.]

[Okay, well, Galo has just called him hey you so clearly he's having memory problems again. And he's swinging that giant sword around? Braincells are starting to fire at least.]

Hey, Galo, drop that damn sword. We have to fucking move!

[Lio will hack and slash his way towards the door. Beau and NHS hopefully got the message. It's running for it time.]

[Who's Galo? The zombie? Yeah, hopefully that zombie will drop his sword. But anyway, he can see Lio is trying to get through, and he's injured, so he's going to run ahead and help him slash through. Just pushing his way through zombie corpses whatever it takes to try to get to the door.

And turning and shouting back at Beau and NHS - ]

You heard him, Galo! We need to get out of here! Run!

[ the plan is now beau is going to pick nhs up and race off towards the door with him. she's woozy as fuck, pale from the draining effect, but she's gonna do it. they don't have time and she's not leaving him here. whatever nhs plans to do he better do it before beau drags him off. ]

[oh, okay, this is fine. the others are being left alone, at least, and he's got fake jin guangyao between them and his brother's fierce corpse; he doesn't struggle when beau picks him up, but we're going to assume she has him slung over her shoulder just for this.

nie huaisang calls to this summoned version of him one last time as beau's scooping him up.]

Ah-- San-ge?

[once he has his attention... he gets a little smile over beau's shoulder, as nhs is hauled off. it's small, sharp. unpleasant, with a little tilt of his head as he gestures to nie mingjue behind jin guangyao.]

Die.

[The wave of corpses dies down (haha) as Galo and Lio work. Pudding, getting tired of the no fire rule, also squawks indignantly and sends out a burst of hot-blue flame at the monsters that're too close. Look this room fits the dragon but not very well in terms of actually fighting. It's a burning chemical smell after that though so...they should leave. Now.

As for NHS and Beau, she will start to feel the drain heavily affect her, footsteps staggering but jacket driving her forward. Roxas is silent from the chain she wears, and NHS catches the attention of his summon. The man who appears to be Jin Guangyao looks at NHS, a blank stare before he turns and awaits the final strike from Da-ge, letting the one-armed, unraveling corpse begin to rip him apart.

Through the door, through the door, through the door!

As they exit the wall seals behind them and they'll find themselves in the middle of a white, empty hall. Floor to ceiling windows look out to a rainy night sky, and it appears they're near the top of the castle itself. There's another flight of stairs with two doors now...but they aren't in danger just yet if they wish to rest for a moment.]

[Lio is! Very fired up! Still panting from just having to fight his way through a bunch of corpses, now with one pretty swollen wrist and one boyfriend who keeps forgetting who the hell he is. Pulling the fabric off of his face so he can wrap it tightly around that wrist instead, hissing a bit. But he's not ready to waste a healing item on it for the moment.]

You. [Galo.] Drop the sword. It's messing with your mind.

[And to the others:]

Are you alright? We need to keep moving.

[Well. He will listen to this stranger, because he's very beautiful? Also, because Galo will pretty much do anything anyone tells him to do. Dropping the sword to the ground, and then huffing, a little pouty.]

Aww, man. I really liked that thing! I can't believe I got such a piece of garbage.

[He'll go over to help Lio with his wrist, though, make sure he's tying it properly.]

How are you guys doing? [Glancing at NHS.] You okay?

[ beau practically falls through the door, all of her energy gone as it slams behind her. she probably drops nhs - sorry buddy. the sounds of corpses being ripped to shreds behind her is something she might carry for a while.

in any case - both her and nhs come through the door and hit the ground, and even though beau is kind of just. exhausted... she holds onto nhs anyway, tightly. ]

Don't. [ she mumbles. she doesn't know if he's going to do anything, but just - no fighting. to galo: ] I'm fine.

[it's definitely a good idea to hold on to him. after they hit the ground he does struggle, just for a second or two, though it's hard to tell just which direction he meant to go.

he's quiet after that, though. seems like the way things ended in there at least turned out satisfying enough to keep him from wanting to fight about it-- he sure isn't answering the question though, as he tries to nudge beau to let him get up.]

...He's right. We need to move.

[his palm's still bleeding but that's a problem for later. he's just holding the fabric strip he'd been given in that hand for now.]

[The stillness of the castle might even be a bit unnerving. Every now and then they may see something rippling on the hallway ramp leading up toward the stairs but nothing comes yet. Pudding begins to pace as the four humans are busy trying to patch up and make their next decision. If they look down, they'll see at least four floors between the entrance and where they are now so at least they've made some progress.

The longer they sit, however, the easier they'll notice that it isn't quite as silent as they thought. There's a mysterious ticking noise almost like a clock, slowly growing a little louder and coming from the top of the stairs.

That's promising, isn't it?]

[Don't like that! Anyway, Lio's ready, so, just picking up all his stuff and gesturing for Pudding (and the rest of the gang) to follow because he's bossy - heading for the doors.]

I believe the doors are reacting to whoever goes through. [And, uh. Hm.] Galo, you should go first. I don't know if it will make a difference or not. But it seems we all have to face something.

[He nods. Grabbing his ice sword, since apparently he can't have a cool Buster Sword.]

I've got it, Lio. Could I get a new weapon, though? [To NHS] Could you draw me up my matoi tech? [I don't think it works that way, Galo.

Anyway, he listens to Lio and opens the door.]

[ beau takes just a few seconds to - sorry nhs - rip some of the fabric of his robes so she can wrap his hand for him. they have to keep moving, but she knows how hard that was. quietly, she reaches up, grabs the back of his neck and tugs him down to kiss his forehead and then whisper something to him.

and then she pulls back, dusts herself off, and reaches to help him up. ]

Coming. Lio, is your wrist going to be okay? Don't let that go too long. [ mom!! friend!! ]

[while she fixes up his hand, nhs just lays the sketchpad on the floor so he can draw with his free one, doing his best to recreate that thing he saw galo use before. will it work, he has no idea, but there's no point in not trying it! so. ty can tell us how that turns out.

you can't just do this shit to him, though? whatever it is that she says after the forehead smooch, he just closes his eyes a moment and nods, exhaling, before he lets her pull him to his feet.

he's finishing up the sketch as they go to catch up to promare squad. if it doesn't work he can try to make galo a weapon once they're inside, at least.]

[It definitely comes out very similar to sord, but it's still functional so...cool. On the brightside they may not need to worry about it.

Once inside, the group enters what looks like an abandoned construction site...no, it's a city under construction, something that's half destroyed and recreated. Galo and Lio might even recognize some of the old buildings of Promepolis. Cranes and bulldozers are around along with spare lumber. Half-terraformed structures appear before them, and in the sky above is a large floating air ship.

Well this doesn't look so bad, does it? Where to first?]

[He does actually recognize that ship - he's seen Galo's memory of Kray showing it off, when it was still buried in the earth. Hidden, like it was something shameful.

He also knows exactly how it's powered.

His head turns slightly when Beau asks him a question, but he doesn't respond. It will be fine. At least, he thinks it will, or is too stubborn to admit that it's a problem for now. He just wants to get this part over with. Walking ahead, not wasting any time.]

[Yeah. He recognizes that ship, too, though he's only seen it when it was still underground. Hanging in the air is pretty ominous, but. Frankly, he's more worried about how Lio will react than his own fears.

Glancing back at the others.]

It's my memory, so. My guess is whatever we're looking for is gonna be on that ship. I guess the other option is to try the station?

[He is going to take the matoi tech, though. Frowning at it, because it looks so uncool. How will he manage to pilot this ugly thing?]

I'll try to take this, you guys take the dragon?

[ beau huffs in lio's direction because he ignored her question, but - she'll fuss at him more later. they're in it now. she tugs nhs along with her. ]

We can take the dragon, yeah. Be careful in that thing. [ she's carefully not thinking too hard about the flying ship, like. what the fuck is that. how does it exist. her world doesn't even have electric power. ]

I'm gonna trust you guys can figure this place out. Following your lead. [ a beat, and then she takes the key around her neck again. ] Hey. Roxas, you there? Do I hold this thing like a sword? Is that how it works?

I'm sure I drew it better than that...!

[not to knock the magic sketchpad, but still!

he keeps hold of beau's hand for now, peering up at the ship; he's seen this too, though he doesn't entirely understand it. it's not good, he's aware of that much, but he definitely does not like the way it just hovers like that. it's so big, what the fuck? this is powerful magic, probably.]

If the dragon doesn't mind, that might be best-- are we just going to keep calling it "the dragon"?

[The ship looms ominously. Pudding snorts unhappily and roars in response. No, please call him by his MAJESTIC name, Blue Eyes White Dragon!! Except the card's gone so whatever.

Regardless, they're here now and as they begin to walk through the city, it seems quiet. In the distance, however, they can hear what sounds like metal crashing into metal. Almost the sound you'd hear from a car crash, actually, something going full-speed and hitting something solid. These sounds repeat deeper in the city itself. Coincidentally, it's closer to where the ship's stationed so that's nice.

As for Beau, it takes a moment before she receives a reply.]

"Usually it attaches to something. But I think you can hold it by the chain and it'll form itself. It's a little different."

[Lio remembers his name!! He memorizes everyone's names.]

Blue Eyes White Dragon.

[And that's! The only thing he says. Not particularly chatty right now. He's looking up at that ship mostly, but when the crashing noises get more frequent, he draws the sword instead - grip tight.]

Lio. It's gonna be like before. It's gonna be upsetting, but it's not gonna be real.

[He knows Lio knows that, but he's already not acting like he knows. It's only going to get harder from here. He's going to get in his matoi gear and follow the direction of that noise, then!]

Whatever this is, it's gonna be the house trying to hurt us. [ beau says, firmly to the rest of them. ] Just remember that.

[ and - she'll climb up on pudding. she's not calling him blue eyes white dragon, that's too long. if we're going, we're going!! ]

[nie huaisang, meanwhile, doesn't have a reminder about the house. he's not really in a position for that, after how that last room went. all he has to add is--]

Do what you need to.

[he's going with beau, here, but he's here to follow team promare's lead. what he recalls of this ship is basically all bad, so he's not hopeful about what to expect here.]

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