week 4

[stagemanagers]

[Another week, and two more dead. King Richard and Red are both gone, and once again, it was through nothing more than an accident in the heat of the moment. Maybe if you all stay calm and collected, nothing bad will happen again?

Well, maybe not.

When you wake on Sunday, you'll find that you've recovered another one of those memories - or had another dream, if you still wanna be in denial about it. The grounds remain as they are, but this time, the door blocking the stairwell has been unsealed. You can now venture up to the second floor! This is the second time that's happened; it's almost as if you get more space every time someone dies. Or maybe the whole place just seems quieter.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday


(( Welcome to Week 4! Please remember to submit your AC and your memory regains, as well as your coins! You can also still contact the Phantom. ))

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[etincelledefierte]

[It's only in passing that Claudine sees the blanket lump. She's not going to approach directly; she's pretty sure she accidentally gave some bad advice and she's not entirely sure she's the best person to talk to Christine. Instead, a little later, there'll be a note under her door:]

If there's anything I can do to help, whether it's distraction or just talking, let me know. I'm happy to do it.

~ Claudine

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Claudine doesn't get a response right away. But it's not because Christine is upset at all. She just... wants to make sure she actually has the emotional strength to handle leaving her room.

So Claudine gets a note the next morning instead.]

Would you like to have some tea? I promise, if anyone's told you about yesterday, I didn't spike it with outdated soda.

-Christine ღ

[etincelledefierte]

[Claudine will just drop by with a pot of chamomile tea and a pair of mugs a little while later.]

Is this a good time?

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Christine is definitely still in her room, but she got out of bed! She's looking slightly put together as she writes in her binder, but she smiles a little brighter when she sees Claudine and sets the binder aside.]

Now is wonderful. You didn't have to make the tea by yourself!