week 7

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 7 24 players remaining ♫ monday - thursday Monday morning begins just like the rest, slow and uneasy. At 12pm, every television will go off with its usual bout of static, followed by Katerina's calm, albeit disinterested, voice. "Please gather in the hotel lobby within the next hour." That's all that it says before the televisions turn off. Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing around them as if through a speaker system, although there are (still) no speakers present. After hearing the motive, characters who choose to explore will find that the void around the town has retracted a bit, and there is now a park and playground next to the clinic. >Mingle? This is Week 7's mingle log, covering Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday. Investigations will go up on Friday. When posting toplevels, specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations between characters, remember to let us know in the post linked below. More plot elements will be introduced this week. Mod comments will be occasionally distributed to open toplevels, accordingly. cast setting rulebook profiles private conversations

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[stupidly]

[FREEDOM, SWEET FREEDOM. He's hoping he never has to wake up in a dress again, even if it's actually in his size...

He's also looking caught somewhere between irritated and flustered and perhaps a little grateful in a bizarre way for the compliment. HE WANTS TO BE COOL AND MANLY, POLAND, NOT PRETTY!! But it's still a nice thing to say, okay. And for that reason, with a little huff:]

If you really think it's that nice, I don't mind if you wear it. [...] But you'll have to take good care of it, since it-- kind of belonged to someone important. [.......] Well - it was stolen and worn for only a day, but...

[It just keeps getting weirder.]

[sobowtor]

[CALM YOUR PANTS GILBERT.]

I can? [Aw. Yes.]

I'll keep good care of it! I'll even put it away in my drawer. I promise!

[stupidly]

As long as you take care of it, that's fine.

[Now he'll just go get a damn shirt so he doesn't have to disgrace himself any further.]

[sobowtor]

So who's it belong to?

[Poland can watch this part right?]

[stupidly]

[His back is turned to her, okay!! But she can still enjoy the view.]

Technically it belongs to the Duke Barma... But Oz borrowed it for a day.

[sobowtor]

[Good because she was tearing his clothes off earlier.]

Who's Oz?

[Come on Gilbert hurry up and get dressed so she can make you snacks.]

[stupidly]

[GOD, HIS VICTORIAN PRIDE. But he'll hurry up and button his shirt up okay, gosh!! And once that's done, he'll turn to start heading out of the room.]

Oz is my master.

[sobowtor]

[Poland skips after him, Maryla in tow. Considering she's a pony she doesn't have much trouble maneuvering the stairs at all-- like she's used to hanging out indoors or something weird.]

...

Like. BSDM?

[stupidly]

[Who keeps their pony inside the house... The same person who keeps their pet dragon inside the house, clearly.

He'll glance backward with mild confusion in response to that WEIRD QUESTION, though.]

I'm not sure what that means. [HE'S OLD.] But I've been working as his valet since I was young.

[sobowtor]

[Ohhhhhh. So this is like a Hungary and Austria deal.

So... yeah! Totally BSDM!]

He means a lot to you then?

[stupidly]

[He would be scandalized if he knew Poland was THINKING SUCH IMPURE THINGS--

But since he doesn't, he just nods...]

Oz is-- ...To me, he was a light when I needed one the most. He's a very important person.

[EMBARRASSING.]

[sobowtor]

[Hey at least Gilbert is the Hungary of this relationship.

Gilbert only reminds her of her purest friendships.]

Wow. That's like!

I like that. [She nods her head. Yeah.] That was really nice. [Poland wishes she could talk like that.]

[stupidly]

[He'd be glad to know that she understands he's a pure bean at heart...

But there's - a rare, little fleeting Gilbert smile in response to that! There and gone in an instant, but congrats, Poland is like the second person all game to get one.]

It's only the truth, that's all.