Week One

[stagemanagers]

[Yesterday, everyone woke up in a strange place and realized that they'd been kidnapped, and also that everyone else around them may or may not be kinnies? Wow, what a weird escalation of kin drama! Given what some people have seen of Spongebob's freaky arm thing, though, maybe it's not that at all?

Your Assistant Director, Hester, showed off her stuff and immediately had her life threatened by Lumpy Space Princess, who got her life threatened right back. Maybe you should keep that in mind if you decide to pay Hester any more visits! She won't be making another public appearance this week, but as promised, she'll be available for visits and consultation in the Principal's Office during business hours.

If you don't want to chat with Hester, there's always the school to explore! Some of you might also be receiving mysterious coins next to your bedside this week - those must be useful for something, right? There's lots to do, and you all seem like a group who can make your own fun, so enjoy your first week of school!]


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(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with Hester. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

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[wanderlusttitania]

[. . .]

Oh, I-






What year is it, for you, monsieur?

[violentenvies]

1732, madame. [he huffs a little] It seems as though it is a later time for you.

[wanderlusttitania]

[It's 17--

ooOOOOOOOoooh boy. She swallows.]

Well, monsieur, you see...it's 1854 for me. But at the end of the last century-the 1790s-the people of France...the republicans who were agitating them to violence, overthrew Louis XVI...and then guillotined him.

A guillotine is...well, it's a beheading machine. It...beheads people.












[sip]

[violentenvies]

[they are more than a century apart it seems. But really, what's worse is what follows.

He can't help but stare at her in something like shock, perhaps going a couple shades paler.

After a moment of heavy silence he swallows, trying to pull himself together]

I...see. Well, ah, that certainly is, um--[and he's going to reach for his tea cup, but is so shaken by this revelation of a machine that beheads people is going to accidentally knock it over instead.

He sucks in a breath, immediately trying to right it with hands that he didn't realize were trembling slightly]

Oh, dear--[well, it seems like there's some tea being spilled here, all over the table]

[wanderlusttitania]

Oh-

[She gets up.]

I can clean that up, one moment-!

[Stupid. Stupid stupid, she just frightened one of the greatest imperial Kapellmeisters with the future like a fool, why didn't she think of this before she-!]

[violentenvies]

Ah, no, it's fine, Madame, simply my clumsiness--[he's standing also]

Please, I'll just retrieve a towel from the kitchen, one moment--[and he's going to just

stumble off to do that for a moment he just needs something to do for a moment so he doesn't have to think about a beheading machine]

[wanderlusttitania]

[wELL

She's also scurrying to get a towel, so at least they're both freaking out together.]

Here, I think I have one-

[violentenvies]

[alskdfs when Salieri realizes she's hurrying to get a towel as well he stops, a bit flustered as well now, and just kind of

stands a bit awkwardly, almost in the kitchen but not quite, caught a bit off-guard again by the helpful nature she seems to have.

He swallows a bit, probably moving to meet her halfway with the towel she finds, to uh...help her take it to the table???? It's not his most graceful of moments, but he's a bit at a loss]

Ah, yes, thank you--

[wanderlusttitania]

Of course, it's the least I can do, monsieur.

[She quietly dabs away at the spilled tea.]

[violentenvies]

[he'll just busy himself with the cup]

Ah...no, not at all, Madame. It was my clumsiness, after all.

[wanderlusttitania]

It's all right. It happens.

[She sighs as she finishes cleaning.]

Besides, I can only imagine hearing any part of Vienna's future from me is all...overwhelming.

[Her smile falters.]

Very overwhelming.

[violentenvies]

It's...certainly something. [he retrieves his tea cup in one hand, and holds out the other] Here...why don't I take that towel back into the kitchen and brew a new cup of tea, and I'll be right back?

[wanderlusttitania]

Yes, of course. More tea would be lovely.

[She gently places the cup in his hand, and the towel around his arm, stained side up.]

I'll be right here, then?

[violentenvies]

Certainly. I'll be back as swiftly as I'm able. [he smiles a little, moving to go take care of the towel and getting them some more tea]

[wanderlusttitania]

[As he is out, she buries her head into her hands, letting out slow, deep breaths.

She can do this. She can stop freaking Salieri out about the future if he asks again.

Hopefully.]

[violentenvies]

[It's Fine, Sissi, he's fine, he'll be fine. Also turns out the date the mun has been using should actually be 1782, but that's still before the French Revolution so it's fine.

Anyway, Salieri is going to return momentarily with new cups of tea, minus the towel and this time also bringing an entire pot, as well as sugar and cream]

I have returned--apologies for the delay.

[wanderlusttitania]

[She manages to smile as he comes in. And don't worry, the mun on this side figured it was just a mix up of years! It happens! :D]

Thank you, monsieur. The tea smells amazing even from here.

...

Do you...do you wish to know anything else about the future?

[violentenvies]

[he'll set the tray down on the table]

If you wish to tell it, certainly. I promise I shall better weather my reaction to anything startling...I cannot imagine what could be more so than what the French have created.