Week Four

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, Gershwin High School Academy University saw its very first intentional murder! What a milestone! And right after Spongebob's No Murder party, too - that doesn't seem like it bodes very well for anybody's future.

You all wake up this morning with yet another new memory returned to you. You'll also find that the school's external doors have now unlocked. Congratulations! You're free! Unfortunately, you also seem to be entirely in the middle of nowhere. So maybe it's more of a symbolic victory.

Still, you should look around and do some investigation! Maybe you'll find a fun surprise.]

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! ))

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[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice has generally been keeping her head down as she walks, but when she hears the voice, she snaps up to attention. She stares for a beat too long, like she's searching for something. ]

Oh -- Antonio. I'm sorry, I --

[ She shakes her head, as if she's trying to clear away dust. ]

I should be getting back to work.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri will reach out to put a steadying hand on her shoulder, that concern intensifying]

Work? What work, exactly?

[howtheworldwas]

[ The wall, she nearly says, before biting her lip. No, that's not right. She's not there anymore. She's -- she has other work to do. She needs to check on things, make sure everything is all right, but she doesn't know where to start --

Eurydice is very clearly overwhelmed, and she tries to ground herself, taking a few deep breaths. ]

The usual. Making sure everything is where it should be.

[violentenvies]

I...see. [HM] Might I ask...have you eaten today?

[howtheworldwas]

[ another beat. ] …Not yet. Guess I just — forgot.

[ Now that’s really unlike her. There’s another delay, as Eurydice looks around, as if she’s trying to decide which way to go. She manages to take a few steps towards the direction of the kitchen, before looking back at Antonio. ]

Have you eaten? Can I grab you anything?

[violentenvies]

You know, I don't think I have. Why don't we get something to eat together. [and he'll offer her his arm, all gentlemanly like]

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice hesitates, but eventually takes it, and off they go! She's quiet most of the way, listening to Antonio if he chooses to talk. Eventually, she'll say, seemingly out of nowhere: ]

I signed the deal.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri pauses mid explanation about the next Opera buffa he was planing, glancing over at her]

...what...deal did you sign?

[howtheworldwas]

With Lord Hades. I'll work for him in the Underworld, and in exchange, I'll never go cold or hungry again. [ Eurydice stops walking, now staring at the floor but also at nothing in particular. ] I'm dead. I've been dead this whole time, and I don't -- I don't even know if I need to eat, I haven't been hungry once since I got here, and I always assumed it was because we had so much food, but maybe it's not, maybe --

[ She's maybe panicking, a little. ]

[violentenvies]

[oh,

oh that's a lot of information all at once and he'll process THAT in a moment, but right now, he's turning a bit so he can look her in the eye, hand shifting to go to her elbow]

Eurydice, please look at me. [his voice is calm, but firm] I need to breathe for me, as slowly as possible.

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice looks up, and she's definitely terrified, but underneath all that is an undercurrent of confusion, of not knowing where she belongs.

She does what he says, though, and her breathing begins to slow. ]

Sorry. I'm sorry.

[violentenvies]

It's alright. You have nothing to apologize for. [he's relieved that she looked up so he can hold her gaze]

Just keep breathing. Slow and steady--that's it.

[howtheworldwas]

[ I do, she thinks, but doesn't say aloud. Instead, she breathes. In, out.

Does she still need to breathe? Probably. She's been doing it this whole time. That's a small comfort, and she does her best to focus on it.

Eventually: ]

I'll be okay. It's, just, um. [ Pull yourself together, the old voice in her head says. ] It's a lot to remember.

[violentenvies]

Of course. [his tone is still gentle, but firm]

We're close to the Cafeteria--why don't we get there and you can sit for a moment. [it's not exactly a question, more of a gentle coaxing as he shifts his hold on her, moving so he can instead cautiously put an arm around her, if she'll allow it, other hand going to her elbow in support, just in case]

[howtheworldwas]

[ she allows the contact, mainly because it's such a different sensation from the line. it's support, something very new and precious to her.

she'll let Antonio guide her to the cafeteria, doing her best to keep her head held high (low, keep your head), one foot after the other. she's here, with friends, getting a few extra weeks of life. ]

[violentenvies]

[He'll find a seat for her, then, easing her down into it before moving to sit next to her]

There, now. Would you like a cup of tea?

[howtheworldwas]

[ She nods, still distant and a little numb. ]

Thank you.

[ Once Antonio leaves to fetch it, she'll take out the crumpled-up sheets of paper from her jacket pocket that make up her inventory, and subtract one tea. She'll spend the rest of her time studying the paper, as if she's trying to memorize what's on there. ]

[violentenvies]

[he'll come back with tea for both of them, moving to set them on the table before sitting down next to her]

There, now...that should help.

[howtheworldwas]

[ She takes a sip of the tea. The warmth feels good -- much better than feeling dead. That feels like nothing at all. ]

Sorry, for, um. Panicking. [ she takes another sip. ] Lord Hades' deal...it makes you forget. I didn't remember where I was, when I woke up. Or your name.

[violentenvies]

It's no trouble, truly. It sounds like something rather difficult to deal with.

[he wraps his hands around his own tea cup.] Not to mention disorienting.