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WEEK 1
WEEK 1
Your hosts have come and gone, and have left you with nothing but more questions and a key. Regardless of how you reacted or what you decided to do soon after that, it’s a fact that the day must end eventually.
And so it does, with the striking of the clock. As the twelve gongs reverberate and disappear into the night, the rest of the city is left silent save for a chilly wind that skims the streets. Those who have retired to their assigned rooms will find that the furnishings are decent enough to get a good night’s sleep, while those who wander the city will only continue to see empty streets and fog. But regardless of how you spend the night, eventually it will become readily apparent that dawn will not be coming any time soon as the waxing moon continues to hang in the sky even as the clock strikes six or seven or eight.
No one’s stopping you from wallowing in bed or holing up in a building during this perpetual night, but there’s a whole city out there to check out and some interesting additions to the Opera House decor; don’t forget though, a cage is a cage and every good cage needs its bars. While a portion of the streets and buildings are clear, any intrepid explorers won’t find themselves able to get very far through the fog that surrounds them; anyone who tries to venture through will end up getting turned around and end up right back where they started. Still, there’s plenty of other places to check, even if the fog-shrouded buildings are more or less off limits. Fortune favors the bold, after all.
[[Welcome to Week 1! Feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. You can also now privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt at your leisure!]]
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(...he’d probably help Cumore too, he’d just be sassy about it.]
Ah, you are in a room near mine, are you not? Allow me to assist you with your books.
[he can handle them, he is stronk. He’ll hold out his hands a bit so she can hand them over.]
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she stares at him for a second though, sort of scrutinizingly, but she decides to hand him her stack of books. ]
Thank you.
[ she actually does sound thankful this time! she opens the door to her room, then holds her hands out towards him. ]
I'll take those back.
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[He'll hand them back over, then, and pause for a moment after he does...]
Would you mind lending those to me after you're finished with those, actually? I would happily return them, whether to you or to the bookstore.
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[ she walks into her room and sets them down on the table. she pauses for a moment, though, looking like she's considering something...
and then she takes one of the books from the pile and hands it to him. it's a children's book on technology! how exciting. ]
I won't be needing this. It's a fast read. Tech on Remnant is far more advanced than what they have here, anyway.
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[...though he'll look over the kid's book whenever Raven comes back with it...]
Why, thank you. ...It does look like it's written for children, but honestly, that's likely what I need, given what I've seen so far.