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

[violentenvies]

[Salieri will hug Varian for another moment or so before he pulls back, reaching out to smooth any of the boy's hair back into place that may've been ruffled from said hug]

There, now...I suppose I've done enough composing for the day. Perhaps it's time to leave well enough alone.

[alchemistake]

Yeah...probably so.

[Those words are exhaled out of him on something of a laugh.]

Don't worry. There's always tomorrow.

[violentenvies]

Of course. [he turns to the slight mess of paper]

Well...I suppose I can just gather this up and leave it for tomorrow. I'm sure it will look better in the morning.

[alchemistake]

See, there you go! All you gotta do is just sleep on it. You won't even be able to remember what you were frustrated with in the first place.

[violentenvies]

I'm certain you're correct. [he moves to gather up most of it into a messy pile, which he then shuffles into a neater one, leaving it on the corner of the piano.]

I'll just leave this here, then. No reason to bring it along.

[he steps away from the piano, turning them towards the door, and opens an arm in offering for Varian to step under, if he wishes]

Shall we?

[alchemistake]

[Varian nods, and of course he's going to do just that, getting close to Salieri's side.]

Yeah.

[violentenvies]

[in that case, Salieri will wrap an arm around his shoulders and walk with him out of the room, leaving whatever's possessed him behind. The door swings shut after them with a quiet, final 'click']