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stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2021-06-13 01:55 am
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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[ For what? The other voice on the tape recorder causes her to look even more excited. ] And that's Brett! Ohhh my god, this must be one of his interviews!
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[That piques the Balladeer's interest! Put like that, he can see where "interviewer" is a solidly-constructed niche for a narrator - though of course, that's just a theory of his at the moment.]
Yeah, he said at the start that it was an interview with Peter Howland, but he didn't introduce himself. Guess he wouldn't, if it's his tape.
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[ It feels like she heard them both just days ago, in her dreams— but at the same time, it's a breath of fresh air now. Peregrine's captivated, even though all Howl's talking about is his philosophy on life and death, something she's heard many, many times. ]
Oh, wow. This must be one of the interviews he did after watching us train. I've never heard this before.
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[yeah he still has no clear idea of what exactly a podcast is]
How do you know this guy? Howl? It sounded like they'd talked before, and I guess this is just the raw interview anyway - there wasn't much of an introduction to the whole thing.
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No, it— well...the story's...not really done yet. [ And now she hesitates. ] Howl, um... He's the one who... [ She pauses, just listening to Howl and Brett talk, even though it's far from a pleasant conversation. ]
...My brother went missing. A year and a half ago. Howl...found him, when no one else could. He...found his body.
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[He's quiet for a moment, as the conversation plays in the background. What would you do if the worst thing happened? It seems unkind to keep pressing, when Brett seems so plainly uncomfortable, but...maybe that's why, then. What would you do? Do you know?]
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She listens. Just, listens for a moment. ]
...He told me about this. That...his parents died when he was a kid. It's why... He seemed to be the only one who understood. Like— that I didn't wanna just move on.
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[The Balladeer can't say much to that; he doesn't understand and he knows it. He didn't have family to begin with. The only people he's even known to really, truly die were Sissi and Mumble, and...well. He liked them, they were friends - but he also only knew them for two weeks. That can't be the same thing.
He listens to the lapse in the conversation, the quiet sounds of movement until Howl returns. Dandelion brandy. A tacit apology for hitting so close to home? Opening up a little bit, when he too realized that Brett understood?]
And - Howl?
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He just...he got it. I wanted to know...what it was like, for him. For Jacob. I wanted to make sure it never happened to me. Then...it wouldn't all be for nothing. And Howl... He's helping me learn how.
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Oh, the survival training. Yeah, he sounds like he knows that stuff.
[From the things he's said, obviously, but even without that - just his voice, the way he speaks. Something about that guy, even as he's carrying on about philosophy and Marcus Aurelius, makes him sound like he knows what he's talking about. The Balladeer normally hates references to ancient Rome, too.]
Brett was trying to ask him about himself, at the start. Didn't really get anywhere.
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[ Why agree to The Final? Brett asks that on the tape. Her soft expression freezes. That's...something she wants to know, too. ]
He... He's the only one...who doesn't...coddle us.
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Eyebrows arched, he looks to Peregrine for her reaction. Is this about the survival training? It sounds like it is; making them skin and gut animals, leaving them alone in the woods. From where the Balladeer sits, the notion that someone could make Peregrine do things like that seems laughable. But, though he isn't sure if Brett himself believes that, clearly some people did.]
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He didn't make us do anything. [ She wants to quickly but quietly correct that; quietly, because she wants to hear what he has to say.
To teach somebody how to prepare themselves, to tell them the truth about the world? She nods. That's what he's doing. Not anything inappropriate. ]
...I came to him. I wanted to know what he knew. I wanted to get to know him, after Jacob.
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[He's an adult, after all, and...well, from the sound of things, a grim loner who lives in the woods. The whole thing with gutting and skinning deer does sound pretty off-putting if you aren't used to it; easy to put that on the weird dude. Though it does sound like there's perhaps a bit more to it than that.]
What's the Final?
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...It's what we've all been training for. It's like...a final test for everything we've learned.
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The instinct's there, to pry. He tells stories, and he can't do that if he doesn't know. But he so often feels like he's on thin ice with Peregrine already.]
Oh. And...people don't like that?
[Howl is back on the tape - angry now, talking about something that isn't clear through the recording. Pictures?]
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[ What's Howl talking about? He said something about Vietnam... She didn't know he was in a war. ]
...But, they came around recently. I remember. I remember they came around. We showed 'em we weren't just— just playing around in the woods, we were actually learning. So... Yeah. It should work out now.
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[It sounds like...maybe the Final's something that could be dangerous. If they weren't prepared. But the Balladeer's seen Peregrine working so hard on all her deerskin projects, planning for what might happen, and they're not even in the woods. She seems prepared to him.
(Not that he knows anything about her friends. But it must be the same, right? She wouldn't let them go out if they weren't.)]
I'm sure they were just worried about you. If they didn't know how hard you'd been working - I mean, anyone can see how seriously you take that stuff.
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...I know when this is from. It's— I remember Brett saying he was gonna go interview Howl. But- still, they should've... After everything that's already happened... They should've known I wasn't just messing around. I wouldn't just mess around.
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[If her brother died in the woods, why would she go out there just...for fun?]
Maybe they were just scared. Because of what happened.
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Well— they didn't lose a brother.
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[He'd bring up her parents, but like, he actually knows nothing about the rest of her family, and experience with Farrah has taught him that apparently those are just garbage sometimes!]
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[ Her voice drips with bitterness. ]
They cared about him— about all of us enough to let us live in the shadow of something that could kill us and not teach us a single thing to help ourselves.
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[Granted, his understanding of the entire situation is pretty limited, but...surely kids will go into the forest at some point? Surely you should teach them about the risks? He always hated how long it took them to really try protecting the President, even when they kept on getting shot - but god, at least he wasn't an actual child.]
I guess they can care without...caring very well. But that doesn't really help anyone.
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[ Her name was Gerda. We met in Cairo.
Peregrine goes silent again. She listens, even though she probably shouldn't. In a soft, breath voice, she murmurs: ]
He's...never told me about any of this before.
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