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

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa's surprised at the sudden outburst, but... realizes it makes sense. She knows the myth behind Orpheus, after all; the lengths he went through to dive into the underworld while still alive, trying to convince Hades to part with one of the souls down there... all out of love for Eurydice.]

It's... kind of complicated, but yes. Once before. My... my sister. [Her face twists in pain. Even if she's able to put the guilt of cursing Anna aside, nothing will ever compare to the heart-rending pain of seeing Anna frozen solid, caught in one last desperate attempt to protect Elsa...] She'd been... hurt. A curse took her. But even after death, the curse was able to be lifted, and she returned no worse for the wear.

[There's so much she's not telling him, but... she's not ready to talk about that in depth. Not yet.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

I see. [ says Orpheus, sounding - not disappointed, exactly, but thoughtful. If it was a death by magic, and undoing the magic that caused it was what brought her back - that's different, than someone dying out in a winter storm. But it's still someone coming back. A mercy he'd thought unimaginable.

He smiles at Elsa, and he still looks weary and haunted, but it's genuine. ]

I'm glad you were able to get her back. And I'm sure if she could be saved, she'd find a way to save you too.

[ Don't think he doesn't notice that use of passive voice, though. There's something she's not telling him, and distracted as he is even he can notice that much. But it doesn't feel like something he should pry into, so he doesn't. ]