Week Two

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, no murder happened! Instead, a lot of students started work on Salieri's school play, which sounds pretty cool even though it's gonna be short, several people destroyed Bigfoot and got a few mysterious clues, and Orpheus started a fire in the kitchen! All in all, not a bad first week!

Though some people might have gone to talk to Hester, she hasn't made any more public announcements. There's some new papers posted up around the cafeteria, but it looks like it's just your upcoming lunch schedule. Seems like nothing's driving you towards Rule Five except, perhaps, all of the kidnapping and how criminally boring some of you are finding the school. Maybe the Balladeer is right, and you really can just wait this out? Only time will tell!]


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(( No new locations this week, since y'all haven't paid in blood! Hester's office hours are still open, as are regains! Make sure to complete your first activity check by Tuesday! ))

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Dance Studio

[alchemistake]

[Varian isn't up for seeing people right now, not really. He has...a lot to think about. A lot to worry about. But even then...he's not completely selfish. Or at least, he'd like to think he isn't.

So when he passes by the dance studio, catching Maya on the floor with her head between her knees...he's not just going to pass by pretending he didn't see her. Even if he knows she would probably rather be left alone.

Instead of immediately asking if she's okay, though, he'll just...move to sit on the floor beside her. Quiet, his arms folded over his knees.

The silence stretches for a minute before he says anything.]

Hey.

[mayavericks]

[Even dazed as she is, Maya knows she isn't alone. Her shoulders tense, and the hand on her rapier squeezes the hilt in anticipation. It isn't much of a weapon, but she could probably fend off an attack.

... Actual conversation though? Not so much.]

Varian-san? [She lifts her head, glancing over at him. Her cheeks are obviously flushed from exertion.]

Did you need the room?

[alchemistake]

Oh, no. I just...wanted to check up on you.

[He doesn't mention the motive. He doesn't need to.]

You looked like you could use some company, even if it's just...you know. Amicable silence.

[mayavericks]

Oh.

[She's quiet for a long moment.]

I made quite the dramatic exit, didn't I?

[alchemistake]

Heh, well...

[Yes, but.]

I don't think anyone can blame you for that. I've kindof been in the scene shop all day staring at tools and getting nothing done, for what it's worth.

[mayavericks]

It should say something, that we all fall back into old habits when tensions are high.

[In any case, she's probably sat for too long so. Up onto her feet she goes, facing off with the evil mannequin once again.]

[alchemistake]

[Varian can't argue with that...he sighs, getting up to his feet when Maya does.]

Yeah. Has blowing off steam...helped you at all?

[Usually, Varian would focus on trying to build something, but focus is more than a little hard to come by right now.]

[mayavericks]

If it had, I wouldn't be gearing up for another attempt.

[She takes a deep breath, and then begins to circle the mannequin. That sure is some intensity in her gaze right there!]

I refuse to allow his future to come to pass.

[alchemistake]

Glad we're on the same page there.

[But it's a little harder to figure out how to stop the future Varian saw. It seemed pretty...final.]

Do you...really believe it, though? That whatever you saw is actually something that could be in your future?

[mayavericks]

I don't know. [At that question, she slashes at the shoulder of the mannequin, before dropping to the ground and kicking her leg out. The mannequin topples over with a clatter.]

In a perfect world, no. I would never lose.

[alchemistake]

[Varian stiffens, watching the swift verocity with which Maya takes out the mannequin. It reminds him to never get on her bad side...which he knows well, given how she threatened him with bodily harm via lamp when they first woke up.

She'd never lose...]

I'm not gonna ask you what your picture was or anything like that, but...it sounds like it wasn't anything good. Mine wasn't either.

[mayavericks]

That's unsurprising.

[She rises to her feet and thrusts the blade downward, again striking a spot on the shoulder. There's no attempt to actually stab it, but whether or not that's her decision or simply the knowledge that the blade wouldn't penetrate is hard to say.]

I doubt anyone would be spurred to kill by something happy [She bends down, righting the mannequin once more.]

But he's given us a weapon. If we know what our future is, we have the ability to avoid it, even without taking his offer.

[alchemistake]

[That...is an interesting way to put it. Here Varian was dwelling on the what ifs, trying to stop himself from simply accepting a future that cannot be changed. But...what if in knowing it means you can do something about it?

It is as they say: the future isn't set in stone.]

I guess you do have a point...no matter what, we all have information we shouldn't rightly be able to know. Whether it is true or not...

[mayavericks]

I'm glad you see it my way.

[She breathes out slowly, almost close to a sigh.]

We just have to hope that our companions do as well.

[alchemistake]

Yeah...me too.

[That's the real kicker, isn't it.]

But...given the way everyone was reacting, I'd like to think we're not alone in this.

[mayavericks]

I think you're right, Varian-san. [Or maybe she just hopes he is.]

No matter what, we have one another. That is... incredibly important right now.