itscurtains | 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! ))

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[ Orpheus stares at the photograph, uncomprehending. It's just... a field? But then it starts to sink in, slowly, and he shakes his head. ]

No, that's. That doesn't make sense. He can't take me away from you, that's not-

[ Not fair, not what he said. But does that matter, to the Wizard? The one writing the rules of the game, who can change them at any time? ]

There's no way out. Either someone else has to die, or --

[ She can't say it. Perhaps if she doesn't, it won't come true. ]

It's not fair.

[ This, too, isn't like Eurydice. It's better, for her, to accept the way the world is, and live with it. Eurydice feels like she's whining, that she needs to pull herself together and get on with it. But she can't -- not after the trial, and her new memories, and now this. ]

It's not fair. But - we don't know for sure that the people in the photographs will vanish too? We were just guessing.

[ But it's a reasonable guess. Places and things - they can be rebuilt or replaced. Who would kill over that alone? Orpheus worries his lip and swallows hard, trying to think things through. ]

But - this doesn't make sense as a way to tell you to kill someone. If you did, and got away with it, then I'd die anyway, because of how the trials work. [ And that sort of defies the point, doesn't it? He shakes his head again, more firmly this time. ] And... I don't think the Wizard is going to do anything to me while I'm still a part of his game. So maybe we'll have time to figure something out. To stop him.

[ That's a good point. It's almost reassuring. ]

Maybe he wants me to convince someone else to kill? But -- but I can't do that. [ It feels like she can't do anything. She feels so, so tired.

See how the vipers and vultures surround you?

Eurydice takes Orpheus into her arms, clinging to him with the fervor of a drowning woman. Orpheus is here now, and he's not leaving. He's not. ]

[ Orpheus welcomes her into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her and resting his forehead against hers. His own mind is still whirling, trying to make sense of the situation, but having her close stills things a little, brings him some hope that they can get through this. They have each other. They'll always have each other. ]

We'll find some way. I won't let them take me from you.

[ She wants to scream, to ask him how, but she's so tired. (It's so cold out there.) Right now, it's enough to be held. She'll stay with him, while she still can. ]

[ And Orpheus is content to hold her, or as content as he can be at a time like this, stroking her hair gently as he hums a familiar song.

I'm gonna hold you forever
The wind will never change on us
Long as we stay with each other
Then it will always be like this ]

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