Week Three

[stagemanagers]

[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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[mayavericks]

[Maya awakens with yet another small fortune of coins at her bedside. Overachieving strikes again! Since carrying them is out of the question, Maya leaves Broadhurst with a spare pillowcase filled with coins, and heads down the hallway.

Most of Maya's goods today are innocuous. The terrarium is nice -- it's a home for her cup lizard, at least. But after a moment, the machine stops injecting items, letting out a fearsome rattle as it attempts to spit something else out. Maya has the good sense to duck out of the way, fully anticipating the rain of trombones.

Instead, a rapier spits itself out, clattering across the ground. Maya recognizes it instantly, practically leaping onto it. She holds it high in the air, then twists it easily in her wrist, before slashing it through the air.]

This is... Odette of the Mavericks.

[In her excitement, she forgets about one last coin. It isn't until later that evening that she thinks to return to the vending machine. She slips the last coin in and --

once again finds herself surprised by the rattle. Once more she slips to the side, though instead of finding a sword at her feet, well.

She notices the blood first, bright red as it is. A few droplets flicker across the ground, cast off by the falling knife. Maya's eyes go wide, and a hand goes to her mouth. She glances around the area, before bending down to pick it up.

With a sick, twisting feeling in her stomach, Maya slips off her jacket and bundles the knife in it. She's quick to run to the dorms, pounding on each door.]

Is everyone in there? Are they okay?

Dorms

[alchemistake]

[Varian isn't holed up in the dorm quite as often as he had been on the first and second weeks, mostly because...well. One probably doesn't need to ask why. Turning his planned memorial into an ofrenda made things a bit easier to bear at least, a reminder of celebration of life as opposed to the recent losses of friends...but he is in there today, no doubt working on more schematics that he's haphazardly pinning to the wall by his bed.

He's on the floor as soon as he hears Maya pounding on it though, mostly because, well...Maya's always showed healthy concern for all of them, but she's never done this. He's opening the door as soon as he's able, immediately looking down the hall when he does.]

Maya? What's wrong, did something happen?

[mayavericks]

[The relief in her eyes is obvious when she spots Varian. There's a brief moment where she considers pulling him into a hug, but... That's too much, even for her. Especially when she has a knife bundled up in her clothes.

Speaking of --]

I found this. I had to make sure everyone was alright.

[She opens the haphazardly bundled jacket. The blood of the knife has smeared against the fabric, but it's still there and still very wet.]

[alchemistake]

[Oh. Varian's heart skips a beat so hard when he spots the bloody knife that it actually makes his chest hurt. He doesn't mean it in a way at all against Maya, when he happens to stumble back into the doorframe...he just.

Wasn't expecting that.]

Maya...where did you find that?

[mayavericks]

[She can hardly blame him for the response! Her grip tightens on the edges of the bundle though.]

It came from the vending machine. I wouldn't have thought anything of it but...

[You know. Fresh blood.]

[alchemistake]

[YEAH, UH

YEAH...]

D..do you think someone put it there? You know...like, hiding it?

rapier

[disharmonizes]

[With great timing as always, Discord is just going to be leaning in right as Maya slashes through the air with her new acquisition. Not in front of the sword, but also, like, if this is how he dies--]

More importantly, is that real?

[mayavericks]

[Maya is quick to turn around, holding the blade up to Discord's neck. She relaxes as soon as she realizes who it is, and that he (probably) doesn't pose a threat. Still, it's long enough for him to probably feel sharp, scary steel.]

It's real. It's my blade from my Revues.

[disharmonizes]

[He holds up his hands, blinking for a moment, before going back to smirking. Even with that blade right there, it's fine.]

My, they don't fool around in there. Seems a little intense.

I think there's a saying about children and sharp objects, isn't there?

[mayavericks]

Surely you aren't calling me a child, Discord-san.

[She twists her wrist in a circle, the rapier following suit.]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, no. Merely implying, but that could mean anything, really.

DORMS

[violentenvies]

[Salieri isn't in the Dorms at the moment--he's been having difficulty sleeping. So instead he's been in the Band Room, working on his compositions. Working might be a bit of a strong word--more like sitting and rewriting again and again, filling up the wastepaper basket.

He's broken out of his focus by the noise of running, the pounding on doors, the urgent tone to Maya's voice. That pushes Salieri to his feet, quickly moving towards the door as anxiety suddenly becomes a twisting, writhing thing in his stomach.

As soon as he's outside the door frame he'll look around for her, trying to see what's wrong]

Maya?! [as soon as he spots her, he'll start moving towards her] What is it--are you alright?

[mayavericks]

Salieri-sensei.

[She's relieved two-fold, honestly. One, it's good to know that her companion is safe. Secondly, it's just nice to have an adult around. Even if she's used to handling responsibility, it's nice to not be the only level-headed one.]

I found a knife in the vending machine. It's.

[She opens up the jacket bundle, showing off the knife.]

[violentenvies]

[At first, he's simply relieved that she's alright. However, when she mentions the knife, a frown comes to his face as he stops beside her--then pales as he notices the blood]

Good lord. Is that blood fresh?

[mayavericks]

I think so? It's --

[Well. It sure is staining the fuck out of her jacket!]

[violentenvies]

And this came out of the vending machine? [what on earth. he pulls out a handkerchief]

Part of me believes we should find who it belongs to, another worries of the effect it could have. [yeah he sure does remember Farrah's reaction when his knife tumbled out. And that didn't even have any blood on it]

Longacre

[brokeforgood]

[When Maya starts pounding on the door of Longacre, Farrah’s doing something weird. She’s been busy trying to create an extravagant display with all the stuffed animals the vending machine keeps spitting out at her. So when she answers the door, she looks a little bit like a kid caught with their hand in a cookie jar. Only instead of a cookie jar, she has Rum Tum Tugger in her hand.]

Oh My God, Maya, what’s up?

[mayavericks]

Farrah-san --

[Maya stops short. Her eyes go wide for just a moment, though there'sm more relief than surprise there.]

It's -- I found something dangerous. I wantd to make sure everyone was safe.

[Farrah doesn't like knives so... She won't go brandishing this one.]

[brokeforgood]

Something dangerous? [Farrah looks anxious, and she passes Rum Tum from hand to hand.]

Like, how dangerous?

[mayavericks]

[She hesitates a moment longer.]

A knife.

[brokeforgood]

[Good thing Rum Tum’s a stuffed cat, or he’d be yowling and scratching her apart for the grip she has on him.]

Ugh! They’re everywhere lately! [Shes trying to be brave by playing it off as annoyance.]

Ambassador

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer is just in here picking out an outfit from his giant mass of Elle-approved clothing before heading off to take a shower. At the sudden banging, he drops several shirts on the floor and darts over to open the door.]

Maya? What's wrong?

[mayavericks]

[Breathless as she is, it takes a moment for her to manage the words.]

A knife. I found a knife. WIth blood.

[tellthestory]

[He blanches at the sight.]

What? Who - where?

[mayavericks]

The vending machine. I do not know if someone simply hid it there, or --

[Or if it was just... chilling. You know. As you do.]