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Week Three
[Last week, some shit went down! Salieri's scene went off without a hitch, but the good mood didn't last. The first motive was a bit of a doozy, and yet it didn't even have anything to do with the eventual accidental death of Mumble Happyfeet! At least Sissi was already pretty much dating Death anyway, right? She's probably fine, wherever she is.
This week, new menus have been posted in the cafeteria. But, more importantly, it seems that other new information has emerged. Everyone wakes on Sunday with some new memories - or are they old ones? - floating around in their heads. Maybe there was something to your discussions of time travel after all. Maybe there was someting to the Wizard's knowledge of the future.
Regardless, you're still stuck in here. At least there's some new places to explore this week. Maybe you'll find something helpful.]
Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday
(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))
This week, new menus have been posted in the cafeteria. But, more importantly, it seems that other new information has emerged. Everyone wakes on Sunday with some new memories - or are they old ones? - floating around in their heads. Maybe there was something to your discussions of time travel after all. Maybe there was someting to the Wizard's knowledge of the future.
Regardless, you're still stuck in here. At least there's some new places to explore this week. Maybe you'll find something helpful.]
(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))
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It's not new new. It's... something from back home. [She spreads her arms out, so Cassandra can get a better look at the shawl.] This was my mother's.
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Your mother? [Ah. That's it. Her mother, Queen Iduna. Cassandra knew scant few things about Arendelle's former queen, but everybody knew how she had met her end, going down in the north sea with the king, never to be seen again.]
You look happy. It must be nice, having a piece of your parents back.
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[Sometimes, if she can remember all those years ago, before she'd been too afraid to touch anyone, she can imagine the shawl is really her mother's arms. Wrapping her up in warmth and safety, shielding her from the harshness of the world...]
It's a special memento, and I can't help but feel calm, whenever I wrap it around myself. Like a piece of my mother is still here.
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[Really. That's it.]
It must be pretty special having something like that from your parents. You deserve to have something like that, to always remember them by.
[She's genuine, and means every bit of it. But something in her voice reads it out with a hollowness. Like a void opened in Cassandra's chest.]
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Do you... not have anything like that of your parents?