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itscurtains2021-06-13 01:55 am
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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Salieri's been complimented before, of course. On his music, mostly, and his performances. Flattered by those both above him (wishing to seem magnanimous,) those on the same level (wanting to seem friendly while preparing to stab him in the back,) and those below him (wishing to curry favor.) At first, most of them seemed earnest, but in time he had come to learn that Court and the musical world that surrounded it were very much a game of words, cleverness, and manipulation. There’s an instinct in him now to look for duplicity in any compliment longer than a word or two, and this is...certainly more than that.
However...it’s not just a compliment, is it? It’s an explanation of emotions, of feelings built on shared experiences, of bridges built and friendships forged a time of duress. He’d had the thought not a few days ago, when speaking to Varian after the trial, that this group of people were the closest he’d felt to others in quite some time and now, as he listens to the Balladeer explain, that emotion comes back to him, a warmth sitting in his chest just under his sternum. It quiets that music in his head, the Balladeer’s words bringing him back to the here, the now.
There are people here that care about him and, more importantly, depend on him. He cannot allow himself to be tied down by these memories; not right now.
He still fears that future: the one where he falls into obscurity while that cretin’s name rises to heights even Salieri can’t imagine. But...for now, he can quiet it. Silence it for a while and focus on those who need him]