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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[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. ]