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]

[He blinks, once, as if dazed, turning his head to look at the clock]

Ah...already?

[barberic]

...Already, I'm afraid. [He's worried about his friend, but remains gentle and diplomatic.]

I was taking a walk to make sure there wasn't anyone out by themselves.

[He puts the music up on the piano, but hesitates instead of letting it go.]

Would you like to walk with me? Clear your head a little, perhaps, and start fresh in the morning.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri blinks again as Benjamin puts that music up on the piano, not even having noticed it had fallen]

...I...perhaps? [he catches his bottom lip on his teeth briefly] But...I'm close, I think? So very close, but it just...the melody escapes me...

[he frowns at the music in front of him]

[barberic]

[Benjamin stands, then, putting a hand on Antonio's shoulder.]

Come on, Antonio. The music will be there in the morning.

You can't watch the rest of the world from a window
While you're finishing that.

Mapping out a sky,
What you feel like, planning a sky
Listen to the voices that come through the window
Go

Before they distance and die
Before there's nothing but sky...

[violentenvies]

[Salieri can't help but start at the hand--but then he sways slightly as Benjamin starts to sing, and maybe eventually just...ends up leaning back into him a little bit]

...perhaps...[that exhaustion is starting to feel bone-deep again, the sleep that he's been avoiding, unable to get more than a few hours, but with Benjamin's hand on his shoulder, it helps--it pulls him back from his intense almost manic focus]

I...perhaps you are right.