itscurtains | Week Six

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Week Six

[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?

On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!

Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]

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(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))

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I don't wanna talk about it again.

[ That's her instant response. It's...a little bitter. ]

It never helps.

[ Janis hesitates for a moment, but just the one - it doesn't matter what she thinks right now, it— She promised. So she moves quickly, swinging around the back of the bleachers. To come and find her. Or maybe that's not right. Maybe this is something else.

Maybe, right now, she just wants to sit in the dark with her. ]

Per?

[Farrah doesn’t contain her snort well.]

That was the point, Spongebob. You don’t have to be sorry.

[A grunt.]

I can't miss a day of training. We're so close to fighting the wizard, and if he strikes again, who will defend us all?

You did. [ says Orpheus. ] But - I understand? I don't think it was a good idea, at all, but I know... how you must've felt.

[ He shifts slightly so he's sitting cross-legged on the floor across from her, and looks at her seriously. ]

You know Eurydice... died, back home. Out in a really serious storm, and I didn't even - I didn't realize she was missing until she was already gone. When I found out, I - [ he takes a deep breath and looks aside. ] She's everything to me. I would've done anything, to follow her.

[ He worries his lip, staring off out the window at the sunny day outside. ]

I didn't have to. Someone gave me another way to go after her, and bring her back home, before I had to make that choice. But I know what it feels like, to think that's the only option. Even if just for a moment.

[ That's unusual!! The sound doesn't get Orpheus's attention immediately, busy singing as he is, but as he paces the clearing he turns and sees movement out of the corner of his eye. Huh! ]

... Ruddiger?

[ Like all good innocent white people in potential horror scenarios, he's going to walk right towards the rustling. ]

[Spongebob deflates, both from the exhaustion and guilt.]

I know but... I should have tried to talk you out of it. You're like my little sister and I put you in harm's way.

You deserve a better brother than me.

[She shakes her head, holding in her retorts.]

It’s fine. It was my idea. I’m still not… [She pauses, scanning the room, to make sure there’s no one else to hear her.]

… It wasn’t the worst idea. But it was fucked up for me to try and make you be part of it.

[ It stops with a hitch of breath.

Peregrine's crouched up the underside of the bleachers, in the dirt. She looks even more of a mess than on Sunday, but she may be excused for that, considering...everything. Her emergency supplies backpack's sits next to her, and one of her nice knives from her deer-skinning kit— well, that's where the clanging was coming from, she seems to be banging it against the bleacher, as if she's trying to dig with it.

That stops, of course, when she hears her name. Suddenly, she's still. Frozen there. ]

Why...are you here?

[ She doesn't sound angry. Just cautious. ]

The perfect storm of shit.

[Elle sees the sneaky treat, but doesn't say anything. Bruiser gives it a quick sniff before taking the treat and scarfing it down.]

I'm glad you're okay.

Bob.

[LSP is groggy. She feels like hell, and she's still cocooned in several large sweaters and a fuzzy bathrobe from the costume shop as she wobbles into the kitchen, smelling faintly of cough syrup.]

Did something, like, happen earlier today?

But I still agreed! And it's not like I didn't want to do it, or that you bugged me to kill you.

... And it's not like it didn't take me a long time to actually hit the tree.

[And that it was an accident.]

[ Orpheus leans against the counter, frowning. ]

Spongebob, what you did was dangerous and selfish, and we're all really lucky it turned out like it did and not any worse. [ he says. ] But, I'm not mad at you. I'm just worried. I don't like knowing that you were in so much pain you thought that was the only way out. And, if we're being honest, I'm a little hurt that you didn't come to me or to one of the others to talk about it? After you saw how hurt everyone was, to hear Discord had been thinking of doing the exact same thing and didn't tell anyone.

[ He breathes out slowly, worrying his lip slightly before going on. ]

I forgive you. And we're still friends. But I need you to understand why I'm upset.

... Huh?

[Spongebob sounds genuinely confused. This morning was a blur but he feels like most people were there and freaking out?]

You mean the car crash?

[The wreck is still outside LSP.]

[ Janis tries to make an aside, feels the familiar pull of soliloquy.

Apparently, hallucinations can hit there, too. She expects to see nothing - not even the audience she's so used to. That's what happened last time, when she sang about Maya. When she was falling in love with her.

This isn't falling in love. No wonder it's different.

Janis looks across the table. There's a man there. He has a microphone. She is vaguely aware, in some sort of way, that he is here to make a podcast. What did Peregrine say his name was, again? ]

She made me feel like I'm out in the woods
Out, out in the woods by the school
Peregrine was a fire
Not one made with matches
I thought she was magic
I thought she would never go out

Not that I... really felt like I did enough to help her, obviously.

[ And she's back. ]

I... I just wanted to come make sure you're okay.

[ Orpheus nods in understanding. ]

If you don't want to, I won't make you. Would you rather have some time to yourself, right now? I can head back inside, if you do. But I'm also here, if you think company would help, at all.

[There's no raccoon chittering in response. But the rustling of the leaves doesn't cease as he gets closer and closer...

What caused the sound?
How large the feet?
You see new eyes are watching you]

You'll miss more days of training if you hurt yourself trying to work through an injury. [ Orpheus points out. ] We've got Cassandra and Maya to look after us too, while you heal. And - you said you'd train me, right? Maybe you can show me what to do, or start, at least.

I'm sorry. I understand if you're upset with me, or even hate me. I put Farrah in danger. I could have tried something to make her feel better instead of just giving up.

[He starts tearing up again and sniffles.]

But I... I was just so scared of being the last one here, Orpheus. I was scared that everyone was going to leave me. I felt like my only options here was to either die by getting killed here or die alone in this school. It feels like no matter what I do, people I love keep dying around me and I don't know if this is ever gonna stop.

Edited 2021-07-08 02:23 (UTC)

I think? I remember a lot of yelling and that grody burned-rubber smell.

[This illness has been kicking her ass, Spongebob.]

...Did you get hurt?

[Farrah listens to Orpheus, actually listens to what he has to say, and doesn’t interrupt.

She follows his gaze to the window.

It just hurts her head. She pulls the blanket hood over her head more dramatically.]

I just wanted to be with them again.

[ Peregrine turns her head from what she's focused on. She's hunched over, and she's looking pale. Very pale, except for her flushed cheeks. Her usually inquisitive eyes are unfocused. ]

It's- it's a blizzard out here, 'course I'm not okay, Lexy.

[ Oh.

Well. Yeah. ]

I gotta— gotta make the shelter bigger.

[ That's a relief. She can dodge another argument with someone she cares about. The rest of it, however, seems a little murkier. ]

...I don't know. Everything just seemed...so much easier yesterday.

[ And she's back.

"How did she look, when you saw her last?" ]

I mean— it wasn't the last... was it?

[ And the music, too, is back. ]

I sat and listened, stared at her face
I wanted to find an answer
Peregrine was a vision
How she'd... sit in her sadness
So tenderly opening scars

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