bluesclues | WEEK SIX: ENDGAME

WEEK SIX: ENDGAME

FAREWELL

As Sunday morning comes, you'll find that nothing in the mansion has changed at all. The evils within have been expelled, a piping hot breakfast is served at seven, and the house is cleaned up in tip-top shape. In fact, everything appears to be as calm as ever as everyone is given freedom over the mansion.

All is quiet for a majority of the morning before there's a sudden rumble from the backyard. As guests rush to look, they will see hundreds and hundreds of ghostly figures rise up from the grave, immediately solidifying. Those whom have unattended business (such as reclaiming their items) will linger, but the rest will promptly leave the property. This was the final hold the house had over Master Blue and the guests. You have successfully severed the chains and freed everyone.

It's a little after noon that guests will hear a victory sort of fanfare being played on that familiar piano. As they're drawn to the ballroom, they will once again find Peach, Plum, and Pumpkin though perhaps dressed in different attire today. Plum plays the piano as Peach lounges on top to occasionally help with her tail as Pumpkin sits on the bench with her game. When the song has finished, they speak in unison.

"Congratulations everyone. The Master has a message for you."

The soft glowing orb from yesterday floats up from behind the piano, lingering next to the girls. Soon, everyone will hear a faint, echo-y tone that sends shivers up their spines once more inside their heads.

"Thanks for doing your part. You sure are smart. Please accept this gift."

The same unseen orchestra from your arrival begins to play as the lights brighten, a lavish feast spread before you and the mansion decorated instantly with balloons, streamers, and confetti. All guests will find themselves in party attire, though perhaps a little more relaxed. Your communication necklaces remain in tact, and seem to be yours for the keeping. They will continue to function even as you leave. On the table there lays a box of small green orbs, a sign reading "PORTALS" before it. It seems as though these are your way home when you're ready...and look at that. You aren't forced to return to where you came. Take your time and think of how you wish for your journey to proceed. And who knows? Maybe starting a new journey isn't so hard after all.

But goodbyes are never easy either. Time is yours, little monsters. Take all the time you need for your farewells.

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[He's ready now more than any other time here. There's a hum from him, not from his mouth, but deeper. A hum that is less heard and more felt, almost.

The energy that's collected in his golden core. Very strong, very proud, very feisty. Maybe a sort of shield for the loneliness beneath it.

Zenitsu nyooms, and Jin Ling springs high up over his charging form, drawing the sword again in the process. When he lands behind Zenitsu, he holds the blade up as a warning.]

What ails you?!

[The hum is foreign while its qualities are anything but. That doesn't stop Zenitsu. Even the point of Jin Ling's blade does little to deter Zenitsu as he spins around to face Jin Ling with an unusual amount of grace.

His face is, on the other hand, not looking too graceful. His broken heart is plastered all over it.]

Me? What about you! You're the one who said that no one here was fit to be a wife! You lied to me! You liar!

[He makes a face.] What are you on about? [DON'T GIVE HIM THAT BROKEN HEARTED FACE. If you had just confessed to your feelings sooner!!]

I haven't found any kind of wife!

After going on about how no one was worth it and insulting all the cute girls here in the process, you still had the nerve to hit on one.

[And what about Asch's spilling the beans during the trial? The deaf person is Nic! Zenitsu grips his sheath and the hilt of his sword, his face taking a turn for the vengeful.]

You hypocrite! I'll purge you. Immediately!

What?! I haven't done anything like that!

[The sword that had lowered a little jumps up again, and he takes half a step back so he can prepare for what he thinks is an honest fight!]

You can try! I won't go easy on you. And I won't lose.

[This isn't a fight. This is a slaughter. Drawing his blade to reveal its lightning etching, he poises to strike.]

Don't underestimate the Demon Slayer Corps! I'll send you to Hell!

[And there he goes, swinging like a madman.]

[Wow. What happened to the badass Zenitsu he's seen? This is terrible. No wonder the guy has to be asleep to do literally anything badass.

There's not even any fighting, just wild swinging. He can't attack, but he also can't exactly defense, so he ends up just sort of trying to dodge most of it while backing up, getting increasingly more annoyed.]

Your form is awful! If you're going to kill me, at least do it with some technique!

[It's a double-edged sword. His swings are wild, but they prevent Jin Ling from doing much in return.]

Shut up, you insolent giant peacock tail! You! You have no right to talk!

Hah?! WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?!

[If he still had the peacock tail, it'd be full and fanned out, and he'd chase damn Zenitsu in a fit of bird rage across the whole yard just like he did Chuuya. Instead, he slams his sword against Zenitsu's and charges forward, trying to hook it into being still and not swinging.

But he keeps charging, though, to try to bully Zenitsu over.]

At least I didn't go around looking like a rat for the first half, keeping some thick face when you were really a dog!

[He heard what he said.

Seeing as all the muscles in his legs are quite powerful, Zenitsu is able to more or less stand his ground. He doesn't push back and only maintains his position.]

This again? What's wrong with rats? Nikki was a rat and she's much sweeter than you!

[Actually, rats are kind of nasty, but he's not going to say that when Nikki might hear.

Speaking of sweet (and with zero context for Jin Ling):]

Since when did you like her, huh?

[He has cultivation and overconfidence on his side! But it's probably best they are now locked into a stalemate; despite being strong (and strong-willed), he can't seem to budge Zenitsu too badly backward.]

What?! Who are you talking about, idiot?! Who-- [Recognition blooms on his face. He thought Zenitsu had just been taken with a case of lunacy, but no.] Are you talking about Anya?!

Tch. [He very suddenly lets up on pushing forward, dodging to the side. He sticks his leg out to try to trip Zenitsu once the pressure from his side is gone, leaving Zenitsu to keep going forward.] Who knows if she's a good wife if she isn't one yet?

That's her choice to make.

[He's got the rage of a thousand burning suns on his side. But then Jin Ling gives and Zenitsu stumbles forward, just barely dodging the leg with a reflex spin so that he faces the point of Jin Ling's shoulder.

Whatever. It's not like he actually wants to kill Jin Ling. Down to his side the sword goes, though his hand trembles around the hilt as he continues to clutch it tightly.

Why is his luck like this! And Jin Ling has the nerve to be good-looking on top of having status and ability both. He has the power to protect Anya. Ugh. This sucks!]

Of course it is! But you . . . you . . . if you hurt her, I'll never forgive you!

[Hmm. He glances from Zenitsu’s trembling hand to Zenitsu face, lips thinning. His brows furrow.]

I’m not going to hurt her. She’s... [He looks away, looks back.] ...my friend.

[Kill him aaaaa.]

I failed to do it one time, but I don’t plan on ever letting that happen again.

[A friend! Just a friend? If they're going to date, Anya deserves more certainty than that! Zenitsu is going to kill Jin Ling.

He glares.]

You'd better not.

[An awkward silence falls over them. Zenitsu brings his sword up and sheathes it.]

You have to hold her hand every day. Got that?

[If not, Zenitsu will personally come over and cut Jin Ling's hands off.]

[He glares back.

What the hell is Zenitsu problem?! Sheesh.] What...? Why would I have to do that? [Hmph.] Maybe she doesn't want to hold my hand every day. [MAYBE HE DOESN'T WANT TO HOLD A HAND EVERY DAY.

It's fine because he'll be holding a hand every day unfortunately.]

Why are you so worried about what happens to her now? Didn't you tell her how you felt?

[How he felt?

Wait a minute. Does Jin Ling, who can't even figure out that it's only proper to hold a girl's hand, realize how Zenitsu feels, too? How frustrating! He could tear his hair out right now, and he just about starts as he tugs at it.]

That's not important!

Are you a moron? What's important is that you do what makes Anya happy, and holding her hand is gonna do it!

[Look. Jin Ling does not have a clue about his own feelings, but he can see them in others, thanks! He knows! He sees you, Zenitsu! He's the one who told her that Toi, Zenitsu, and Asch liked her!!

But she wrote them off, rip.]

Well, it isn't now. [God.] How do you know if holding her hand makes her happy? She hasn't told me that.

[HE ALSO HAS NOT ASKED.]

[Jin Ling is a cursed messenger.

It isn't now? It isn't now? If not for Anya's feelings, Zenitsu would kill Jin Ling now.

An odd hiss sounds in the air as Zenitsu breathes deeply. Then he winds his arm back and throws a punch aimed at Jin Ling's face.]

What kind of a boyfriend are you? Just go and hold it!

[I was going to let this happen anyway because it's funny, but Dana said I should, too, so.

Zenitsu throws the punch, and, not expecting something like that out of Zenitsu right after the sword had been put away, it connects! Zenitsu absolutely punches him right in the peacock face just like Wei Wuxian punched his dad so long ago.

Jin Ling stumbles back, almost sprawling to the ground. Reaching up, he touches the smarted skin of his cheek, looking shocked.]

[No love for Jin Ling.

How dense can a guy be, fumes Zenitsu as he straightens. He's never had a girlfriend who let him hold her hand. Jin Ling doesn't know how lucky he is to have Anya in his life.]

Stand straight and listen up!

Having a girlfriend isn't the same as having a friend! Just because you're going to start dating, doesn't mean you can take it easy! From now on, you have to work harder! Because your goal is to make sure that she's happy and not lonely! If you're unsure of what she wants, ask! But holding hands is the basic of the basics! Every time you meet each other, you have to hold hands at least once! Got that?

[What the fuck! Where was all this confidence whenever they were in danger?! SHEESH. Jin Ling just gawks, half still surprised by the punch and half irritated he's being lectured by Zenitsu, of all people.

But he listens? Well, he doesn't have too much of a choice, whatever.]

I am working harder, you moron! Who says you can tell me what to do?! [Stupid. His jaw is sore!!] I'm not going to let her be lonely or unhappy! I can do it!

If I have to hold her stupid hand, I'll hold it!

[He says he can.

A vein pops on his face. Work on that attitude first!]

If anyone's hand is stupid, it's yours! You're the moron! You'd better not let her hand go!

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