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! ))

Comments

[mayavericks]

Oh, no.

[She glances at Ruddiger, a hint conspiratorial.]

I suspect he only just left. I was going to grab some more tape for my hands in the nurses office when I saw him sprinting down the hall. He probably just needed some exercise, right?

[She gives his head a little pat]

[alchemistake]

[Ruddiger chitters happily and in agreement. Thank you Maya, you're officially one of the Good Ones in his book.]

Huh...yeah, maybe. I guess watching me was getting kindof boring.

[He smirks, weighing a wrench in his hand as Ruddiger shoves the last of the grapes in his mouth and slides off Maya's shoulder so he can run over to hop up onto Varian's.]

Thanks for keeping an eye on him.

[mayavericks]

Of course. He is one of our number, right?

[Listen... Sometimes you are crushed beneath the weight of 76 trombones and it forces you to imprint upon a raccoon. It happens.]

I promised to watch over all of you. I meant that.

[alchemistake]

[Varian scratches underneath Ruddiger's chin as he finishes off the rest of the grapes he'd brought with him.]

That means a lot, really. I know Ruddiger isn't a person or anything, but...he's special to me.

[mayavericks]

Of course, Varian. [She gives a little half-bow.]

But I won't keep you.

[alchemistake]

Oh yeah, sure-! Thanks again!

[He'll give Maya a wave before he gets back to work, not seeing the way Ruddiger waves at her with both of his paws before he wraps himself back around Varian's neck.]