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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[dominioned]

[ Deadpan. ]

Why would I need to steal something from any of you? [ Okay, now he sounds offended. ]

[bawcock]

[ Shrugging!! ]

You're asking me? [ He knows zilch about your motives, bro. ] All I know is, that's one of the theories going around. That you—or even the Lady—took everyone's powers and are using them for yourselves.

[dominioned]

If that's what you discussed after I left, then I clearly didn't miss much.

[bawcock]

One of them, not that the rest would hold your interest either.

[ A beat. Then, he takes a look around before pulling off the night vision goggles. ]

Since I'm here, and since you don't seem all that interested in kicking me out, what say you turn on the lights and give me a tour of the place?

[dominioned]

Nice try, but I would never hear the end of it if I did. I was simply giving you the courtesy of leaving out the front rather than the back.

[ Canting his head to the side. ]

However, that doesn't mean I need to tell her that I found you here.

[bawcock]

Hey, worth a shot! And you know my preference here, I'd rather she stay blissfully ignorant of what I've been up to.

[ However!! Also, quickly glancin' around Rembrandt to see if he can make out any of those weird dark spots from before. ] I do have to point out one thing. If you're planning on keeping her in the dark, then how will you "never hear the end of it"? We could just keep this whole thing a secret, y'know.

Tour included.

[dominioned]

[ By this point, there's only a few dark strands that are lingering. ]

We could, and I'm amenable to it considering this breach of security lays at her feet, not mine. [ This is apparently really what's important here, judging by his barbed smile.] But she's on her way back as we speak, and although she isn't much capable of traveling like I am, I can't imagine the walk will take too long. Much too short a time for a tour, you see.

[bawcock]

[ Interesting!! No idea what it means, but interesting. He is also getting the distinct impression that he shouldn't tell Rembrandt he's like 80% likely to bust back in here at some point. If he did, then it'd be Rembrandt's fault and not the Lady's.

And that wouldn't be cool. ]

Already? Boy, that must've been some lousy tea. [ Rembrandt already called it subpar but they both couldn't wait to get away, could they? Shoving the goggles into the bag, at risk of catching Rembrandt's gaze. ] Oh well. I'd better hightail it outta here before she makes it back.

[dominioned]

That and I doubt Rean will be able to keep her attention long, as he really isn't her type. [ If he notices the bag he doesn't mention it. ]

Try not to drip on the floors anymore than you already have. [ He'll stay to make sure Erik actually leaves, but fly and be free you thieving magpie. ]

[bawcock]

No promises! I would offer to stay and pick up the mess, but, looks like I just don't have the time. Sorry, Rembrandt.

[ For what it's worth, he does look and sound sorry. Starting to walk off in the direction he came!! Slowly. ]

[dominioned]

[ He smiles like he always does, separating himself from the wall he was leaning on to follow Erik. ]

At this rate, I should just fetch you a mop. [ Like you have time to clean up if you're goin tortoise speed! ]

[bawcock]

Very funny, wise guy.

[ He turns around to look at Remmy anyway!! Because, okay, he was dragging his feet for a reason. ] Still, I don't like leaving things this way. Here you are, helping me out, and all I'm doing is running off like a thief in the night. I mean, I am a thief.

[ But, like, shut up? ] Look, what if we... I don't know. Meet up later? In an hour. I could try to make this up to you.

[dominioned]

Thieves will be thieves. [ Said rather plainly without any malice or bite. The invitation does elicit a response however, his eyebrows quirking upward in surprise. ]

...we could. Not here of course, but perhaps the tropical green house? I do need to lock and secure it before day's end.

[bawcock]

[ Then they're both surprised!! Rembrandt actually agreed, next thing you know pigs will fly.

Once he recovers from his shock, he stands up a lil' straighter and smiles. ]

Sure, not like I had a place in mind anyway. And on the off chance I'm late, you know how to find me—after that, all you have to do is come and scold me! [ Waving!! And running off 'cause he's leaving for real, bye. ]