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.]

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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! ))

Comments

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[She eases the parts and pieces from her hands and into Varian's. It seems there's just about everything required to actually get it working. Not that Cassandra would know. She's not an alchemist, or a mechanic.]

Really? [That brings some light back to her eyes. She exhales with relief.] Thanks, Varian. Really.

[...Ah. Right.]

It's something I'd completely forgotten about; it's actually part of a gift... from my mother.

[alchemistake]

Your mother?

[He very carefully sets the pieces on a clear space of the table nearby, immediately putting a box between them and other projects so they don't get mixed up.]

I'll make sure to be really careful with it, then. I wonder why it came out in pieces, though...

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Yeah. She...

["Absolutely not, Cassandra! You know your place is here."

"Oh, stop with the pouting. It's very unbecoming."

Cassandra's lips are set in a thin line. She tries to ignore the roiling waves of emotions in her chest.]

I didn't remember her at first, but this is something she gave me as a kid... it's really important.

[alchemistake]

Got it.

[He knows better than to pry, especially with Cassandra. If it's important to her, then...it's important.]

Yeah, there's...a lot of stuff I've been just now remembering too, so I know how you feel.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Yeah?

[She's not typically one to pry into anyone's lives, unless it's incredibly imperative to her safety.

But with Varian... it's different. There's a slight shift.]

Do you... want to talk about it?

[alchemistake]

I...

[...]

I'm not sure that's a good idea. But...thanks anyway.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[...She sighs, nodding once.]

You're welcome.

[Cassandra rises and prepares to leave, stopping just short of the door before she turns back and looks at Varian. At this poor little kid.

...God, they're completely alike, aren't they?]

... I mean it, Varian. Anything at all, you can tell me.

[alchemistake]

I...

[...

He should say something. He should ask her something.

...but he doesn't.]

I know. I...I'll come to you if I need to. I promise.

[He lied.]