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! ))

Comments

[defyingfrigidity]

Good!

[Said... almost embarrassingly too quickly. She's good, this is good, it's fine. Totally fine.]

I'm sorry, I should've- realized where I was.

[She clears her throat, somewhat unnecessarily, and shifts to the side... though not far enough that there's any significant space between them.]

But... yes. It was, um. Nice.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Great!

[Said almost as quickly, following Elsa. It's fine. We're fine. Two peas in a pod.]

Yeah. I'd forgotten where I was for a minute. It's not everyday I go to slumber parties.

[She tries to settle down, watching Elsa shift, all tousled and flustered. This isn't calming her down. But a thought gnaws at her tongue.]

Did... you call me 'Cass' a moment ago?

[defyingfrigidity]

[Oh geez. Oh no. She overstepped a line, didn't she? Good job, Elsa, you made things even more awkward.]

I'm sorry! I think sleep addled my brain so much I couldn't speak correctly. I'll be sure not to again, if that makes you uncomfortable.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

No! [UGH SHUT UP. That was louder than she wanted it to be.]

I mean... you're fine. It's okay, if you want to call me Cass, that is. I don't mind. All of my friends do.

[aaaaaaa]

[defyingfrigidity]

[aaaaaaa]

Okay... Cass.

[When Elsa smiles, she almost looks... shy?]

But really, I know you said it was fine, but... I'm sorry. For, ah. This. I don't... usually invade the personal space of others like this.

[Usually she's the one setting the personal distance boundaries. With newer people, it's always hard to really ease herself in to such casualness. But with Cassan- with Cass, that feeling of awkwardness is almost gone. Why is that?, she wonders...]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Ah... Heh.

[Oh. Oh, here's a feeling Cass hasn't felt for a while. That same warmth in her chest from the time Elsa helped her hand, or the moment they'd shared in the forest, however difficult it was for her to deal with. But Elsa had been there, helping her. And the strife she's been feeling all week... it's started to go away. Why is that? She only ever felt like this... before. Back when she was with--

...Oh? Oh. Ohhh she has to think about this.]

Eh, what's a little invasion of personal space between friends, huh? This is, ah. Just the kind of thing that happens at sleepovers.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Cass is one step ahead of Elsa with this, at least. Elsa still can't put a finger on what these feelings are. She's read about romance before, sure, but she's never been in love before, never had a crush. The closest thing she felt to what she's feeling now was one of the moments in her newest dream-memories; a fluttery feeling in her chest as she showed Honeymaren her magic, and seeing the look of awe on the other woman's face.

But this is... different. It's not a fleeting feeling. It's something that's settling within her, sinking into her bones in the way soaking in a hot tub feels. It's so calming...

... And that sense of calm is somewhat broken by her abrupt snorting giggle of laughter.]

Is it??? I'll have to take your word for it, then, because the only sleepovers I've been to have been with my sister.

[That's not to say she's not at ease after a night of chatting and bonding! But how she feels now is very pointedly different than how she feels with Anna.]