It's a sad song - It's a sad tale

[musacal]

[ WELL THAT... HAPPENED, HUH. YO WHAT THE FUCK DISCORD THAT'S BALLER.

Good thing the Wizard's probably going to be occupied with THAT for a while longer because it looks like this long ass, nogood day isn't quite over yet as there's still one more incoming curve ball. In contrast to the smell of smoke from the auditorium there seems to be a... sweet, banana-y baked good smell coming from the cafeteria? But who could have been baking while you were all at the trial--

If you go in there or even just pass by at all, you'll find on one of the tables there's a plate with several warm and fresh banana muffins. Underneath the plate, just sticking out enough so that you can see a corner peeking out, is a folded up note:


You are not alone. I'm here to help.
I'll be waiting for everyone in the
girl's washroom on the first floor.

Come and find me.
-a friend

At the bottom of the note is a small, hand drawn banana. The handwriting and muffins might look familiar to two of you.

...soooooooo you up for a meeting after all that shit? ]

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[musacal]

[ As soon as Maya hugs her, she's hugging back despite the confused and worried look on her face. ]

"Sorry?" For what? I'm the one that should be saying that...

If I'd done a better job stopping the Wizard you wouldn't be--

[mayavericks]

[Maya takes a single step back, though she's still sort of... clinging to Nana's arms -- costume or no.]

I suppose it is just like you, trying to be everyone's Banana. Taking the blame for tides you cannot change. [She reaches up to rub at her eyes.] It's what's always made you the better Stage Girl. And I tried to tell you that it made you weak. That I would not forgive you for it.

I was wrong.

[musacal]

Wrong? ...W-Wait, that's what you're apologizing for?

[ She averts her eyes, unsure how exactly to respond at first, before looking back at Maya. ]

No... No, Maya-chan you were right, I was stagnating like that and...

I-It doesn't matter. That was a long time ago for me now! What matters most is that you're okay...!

[mayavericks]

I'm okay?

[Maya blinks. She can hardly imagine being okay after what she's just witnessed, after the people she's lost. And yet, now that Nana's said it, she can certainly feel it in her chest. There's a blossom of hope there, inexplicable though it is.]

No, you're right, I am. Though it has not been without help. [She glances to Janis, to Peregrine.] This is Peregrine Wells, and that is Janis Sarkisian. They are my. [She clears her throat and mutters:] girlfriends.

[It's not that she wants to hide it. She just doesn't want to sidetrack their conversation with Nana asking the very obvious "What about Claudine" question.]

We have worked together here, not unlike the way I imagine you and Claudine were able to do to escape from your own game unscathed.

[fourbutts]

[ Janis waves and, deeply unsure what else to possibly say: ]

Uh. Um. We're also dating each other, it's not... a harem situation. Hi.

[comeandfindme]

Janis holy shit not now.

[ Peregrine wants to hide in the mascot costume. ]

[musacal]

[ You know the girlfriends line completely flies past Nana at the moment because she is just lighting up as she sees Janis. ]

Oh, Janis-san! It's good to see you again!

[ what ]

[fourbutts]

[ what ]

... It is? Oh fuck, we're not doing a Doctor Who thing, are we? Where I'm going forwards and you're going backwards or whatever?

[musacal]

Oh-- no. Not really, I think? It's more um...

[ Well now she feels embarrassed. Whoops. She's still getting used to all this. ]

I suppose it was more... a different version of you and Damien-kun? Or maybe you just don't remember yet. [ ...is it a Doctor Who thing then ]

My Boss knows a lot of narrators basically.

[fourbutts]

Oh. Well, uh... nice to meet you again, then. [ of course damian merits a different honorific that 100% tracks ] My memory's been fucked with enough that I feel pretty confident saying either one is possible.

[mayavericks]

[Just sort of... Looking back and forth this entire time.]