WEEK 4

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WEEK 4

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Last week could probably only be summed up as a mess. Three people died, one was turned to currency and the hotel pool remains in a general state of unusability unless swimming in pulpy mush is someone’s idea of a good time. And that’s not even counting the haunted morse code T-Rex. At least the greenhouse is as relaxing as ever, even if someone seems to have made off with a number of succulents and cacti.

But with the new week comes a new set of locations to explore as the fog retreats to reveal another portion of the city. The half moon wanes to a new moon this week, leaving streets even dimmer this week -- hopefully you have some other portable sources of light available if you plan on straying too far beyond the reach of the lampposts in the new areas.

[[Welcome to Week 4! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 4 tab on our Locations page. Once again, 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 privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt.]]

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[inordertobelieve]

[ Can you feel nostalgic for awful memories? Mikami isn't sure why he's here, recreating experiences he's not thought about with anything but contempt for years and years. He's wearing a suit from the boutique by now and keeping himself in the corner of the bar, watching the scene skeptically.

The last time he's been to a party he'd been 20 and filled with some uncertain sense of hope that maybe, just maybe, there were people for him out there. Having escapes the confines of high school and an unloving relative's home, Mikami had felt a sense of freedom for the first time since he was 13. In college, he told himself, people would surely be reasonable. His awkward attempt at reconnecting with human society had been as stumbling as it had been earnest. A fool's hope, killed within a few weeks and buried six feet under within a few months. People did not care for Mikami's opinion. People did certainly not care for his help at reformation. Mikami was a stick-in-the-mud, he was boring.... His stomach had turned up in knots. The adult world wasn't like the world of children, no. It made people even worse.

So then, why is he here now? It's certainly not hope this time. The people he's stuck with here are a band of criminal misfits who are beneath him on every level. He's just keeping up with them and their shenanigans out of caution - and because the silence in his room tastes the same as the silence of his jail cell by now.

Unless dragged into games, he'll spend the whole night being wallflower and sipping unenthusiastically on a single drink. ]

[deadlygoals]

[ He is getting dragged into party. ]

Hey, stand over here for a moment.

[inordertobelieve]

[ Success! ]

[reanbeans]

[ Welcome to the party, Mikami.

Rean felt a little nostalgic himself. Though, he wondered if it was for all of the right reasons. Probably not. ]

I didn't know you were a fan of parties.

[ Or was he just in here because he had planned to already visit...? ]

[inordertobelieve]

.... I'm definitely not.

[ He looks so defensive that it kind of loops back around to embarrassed. ]

It just seems dangerous to leave this group to its own devices for too long.

[pr159]

[ Happily and innocently eating a potato croquette in the background. ]

[reanbeans]

...I think it's definitely wise to look out for everyone here, yeah. It's been really crazy lately.

[ So at the least, he could understand that. ]

Though, it can't hurt to unwind a little too.

[ But let's be real, Rean knew the both of them were probably going to be incapable of doing that properly. He didn't look it, but he was actually rather attentive to his surroundings himself. Just in case. ]

[deadlygoals]

[ Rean relax. ]

[inordertobelieve]

[ Mikami sends his gaze flying around the room and the assortment of shady individuals gathers in it. ]

I think unwinding in this environment could at least hurt one's dignity.

[ And maybe much more. ]

[reanbeans]

...I guess that could be a possibility too, if someone unwound too much or something like that.

[ Rean just knew it was a good idea to not get drunk in here and make a fool of himself in this crowd. Now that'd be a terrible way to end the day. ]

[inordertobelieve]

It's more of a matter of everyone else.... ah, parties are just not graceful occasions by definition.

[ The more he thinks about his very limited party memories, the more he feels like he really ought to just leave while he still can. He even shifts on his feet uneasily. ]

[reanbeans]

[ Rean went quiet for a bit—it was easy to notice the other man was uncomfortable in the atmosphere. ]

...I think I understand. Though, I've actually been to more of my few share of 'graceful parties' out of obligation and they're certainly nothing like this. All the same, it's not my first time in one like this either.

Still, if this isn't the exact atmosphere you want to be in, I don't mind accompanying you on the way out, and we can chat as we walk around the city or something?

[ He actually planned on leaving at some point himself. He had something to attend to at some point, so it'd be convenient. ]