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Week Four
[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.]
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(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))
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.]
(( 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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Pace in a tight circle, gripping his head- almost pulling at his hair- before turning and slamming both fists against the wall, hard. It's a brief outburst that doesn't last more than a second before the wind leaves Varian's sails, his expression screwing up as he lifts both hands to cover his face, turning around with his back to the wall.
From there, he slides down until he's in a hard sit on the hallway floor, moving to bury his face into his knees.]
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She doesn't really know what to do... even once he's on the ground. ]
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She actually runs past them at first, and has to do a big stupid running loop to end up back with them.
Varian may have thought the violence was over when he stopped slamming his fists into the wall, but Farrah dives onto her knees and her embrace is half-hug half-slam into Varian. Farrah bomb.
Meanwhile, she’s got one arm extended to Rina, making a kind of grabby motion. Get down here on the floor with them, girl.]
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But as soon as the arm is extended to her she remembers how to move, how to actually comfort someone and she's there. She's diving into that hug too. ]
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He lets go of his legs, his arms reaching haphazardly to wrap around them both wherever they end up. It's likely awkward, a funny tangle of limbs between the three, but it doesn't matter. Varian's struggling not to be loud- to shout, to scream in frustration- because the horror of seeing someone so freshly dead hasn't quite sunk in. No, it's...everything else around it.]
He sa-said...he said he wasn't-
[He grinds it out through gritted teeth, ignoring the angry tears that drip onto the floor between his legs.]
He acted like he w-wasn't even human! Like he didn't deserve-!
[Sure, maybe it makes sense not to hold a trial. He's glad that they didn't have one, or else he probably would have attempted to pin the blame on Janis just for being there. Two lost lives in one night would have been too much.
But...still.]
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She doesn’t have a space hand to wipe Varian’s tears away, but she does nestle her head in against his shoulder, making sure he can lean against her if he needs to. And she tugs Rina in closer as she does so, making sure she’s not left out. They’re an awkward tangle of teens like this, but at this point, Farrah’s almost afraid to let go.
Her throat still hurts from screaming herself raw, and when she speaks, her voice is somewhat shot. But she still manages to spit out—]
The wizard’s a fucking cuuuuuuuu —- [fuck. fuck. fuck. rina’s here.] uuuuuuustomly large bastard.
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He fucking sucks!!
[ It's the loudest she's ever gotten in her entire life and definitely the loudest she's ever gotten here. Which just shows what a monster you are Wizard!! ]
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But when Rina suddenly blurts out a curse in that sweet little voice of hers?
Varian stiffens and looks up with actual alarm, his eyes still glassy but the anger that was darkening his features somewhat dissipating in the wake of it. Not only was that a curse, it was loud, and...
...
He chuckles. It's heavy sounding and not really happy at all- it's a more disbelieving sound than anything- but...it's there. It's better than screaming, or physical violence at any rate.
Varian leans in and hugs the two a little closer. Not harder, just...closer.]
Y-yeah...he fucking sucks.
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There may be tears brimming in her eyes, but at least they’re tears of laughter.]
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Fuck him and fuck this.
[ We have unleashed a beast. ]
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[RINA....YOU CANT JUST SAY FUCK WHENEVER YOU WANT WHAT IF MAYA HEARS YOU-
But Varian is laughing too, even if it's nowhere near as hard as Farrah. And when she nuzzles closer to him, he'll return the favor, his forehead against hers.]
I'm...sorry, I'm just...
[It's been. Bad. But he thinks they don't need to hear that.]
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Come on, Varian, let the girl curse! We’ve fucking earned it at this this point. That was super fucked.
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Yeah.
[ She wraps an arm back around Farrah now that she's back in the baby teen tangle. ]
Super, super, suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper fucked.
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Did. Did she-?
Varian blinks, looking over at Rina with his eyebrows making a bid for his hairline. There's more shock in his expression at that than at her cursing, somehow.]
Y...yeah....
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You’re gonna be cursing next, Varian.
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[Varian huffs an embarrassed sound at that, suddenly feeling...a lot more safe, surrounded by people he loves.
Safe...]
I'm...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have run away like that.