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

[violentenvies]

[he'll simply meet that raised eyebrow with one of his own, putting the bread away before going to follow her into the cafeteria and moving to sit once she's picked out a table.]

[mayavericks]

Quite the appetite you seem to have.

[She nods to his two plates.]

[violentenvies]

Yes, well.

You'll have to forgive the assumption, however...[he lifts one of the plates of sandwiches, and offers it with a raised eyebrow] A performer needs to keep her strength up.

It's not potatoes, but I hope it will suffice.

[mayavericks]

[A crease deepens between Maya's brows.]

I can eat later.

[violentenvies]

[Arched eyebrow, watching her carefully]

If you're not hungry, I could always wrap it in paper for later.

[...]

...I hope you don't think I'm being patronizing, either. I'm simply...[he pauses, hesitating briefly]

...you do so much to watch out for others here, Maya; I'd like to watch out for you a little bit. If you'd allow it.

[mayavericks]

[Really, she wants to argue. But if the situation were reversed, Maya knows she would be doing the same. She can... at least accept this much.]

Paper would be fine. But only after you eat first.

[violentenvies]

Very well. Fair is fair, I suppose. [he'll reach out to pick up the teapot and pour them each a cup, handing Maya hers and doctoring his own cup with milk and probably more sugar than is healthy, before picking up that sandwich and taking a bite.]

[mayavericks]

[Maya adds a single scoop of sugar to her own tea. She seems to be doing more stirring than actual drinking though.]

May I ask you something?

[violentenvies]

Of course.

[mayavericks]

If you had a way to go back and prevent all of this from happening... Spare not just your friends here, but those from home, all at the cost of us never knowing one another...

Would you think it was worth it?

[violentenvies]

[that is...a hell of a question. He sucks in a breath at that and quiets, contemplating, looking down at his tea.

He's quiet for a rather long moment, in fact.]

...Is the cost of losing everyone I've gained here worth saving everyone all the pain that we've experienced in the first place, you mean?

[mayavericks]

Exactly.

1/2

[violentenvies]

I...want to say that I would be the kind of the person who would say yes. I should be. But honestly...[his brow is furrowed]...I don't know. I want to be that selfless. To be able to give up everything that matters to me now. But I don't know if I would be.

2/2

[violentenvies]

[he looks back up at her, then]

...is this a purely hypothetical question, or does the thought come from a specific example?

[mayavericks]

I'm only curious.

[She gives a shrug.]

I told Peregrine about an idea I'd had some weeks ago. She seemed upset at the idea of losing all of the time we have had to one another. I will not pretend to not understand her reservations but... If it meant knowing you were all safe, I would sacrifice the memories, I think.

Besides, with luck we would not even remember what we had lost.

[violentenvies]

Perhaps...[he trails off, contemplative] ...but I think...even if we lose the memory, the emotion would still linger. Connections forged this deeply and the emotion that comes with it...we remember that kind of love not only in our memories, but in our bodies, as well. Our heart remembers, even if we do not.

I might forget everyone I feel close to, here...but that doesn't mean the sense of loss wouldn't be felt. I wouldn't know what I lost, but there's things here that I've gotten used to--physical touch being the most foremost. Everyone here is so free with it that even I've adopted it as a habit. I can't imagine going back to Court with those kinds of tendencies...I wouldn't survive a day.

[mayavericks]

I suppose that is true.

... And of course, I have forgotten those of us who were not alive before they came here.

[He's looking at you, Farrah.]

[violentenvies]

[that'll make him grimace a bit] ...there is that. To make the choice to send them back into...whatever is waiting for them. To take away this second life that they have, no matter how terrible the situation, is another difficult thing to consider.

[mayavericks]

Then there is no other option. I will find another way.

[violentenvies]

[. . . . one moment, he's putting two and two together]

...your possible wish, then?

[mayavericks]

My wish would have been to win the revues. Turn back the clock and stop the Wizard before any of this started.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri nods]

I...can understand that. It's a tempting wish.