Week Six

[stagemanagers]

[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.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( 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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[brokeforgood]

[Farrah’s got her new naughty son in her arms, who is doing his damndest to try and escape her grip. … Then she pulls out a bunch of baby carrots from her pocket and hands them to the raccoon, who is then content to let Farrah hug on him.]

Mostly just scolding Ruddy. Whatcha doing out here, Per?

[comeandfindme]

Uh. [ That's...a great question, it seems. ] I... I don't really... I just started walking.

[brokeforgood]

A lot of that going on lately. [She says it dryly, drier than she intended-- and immediately feels guilty for her tone.]

I mean-- That's how I got here, too. You should-- be careful, though. Maybe walk back towards the garden?

[comeandfindme]

[ If Peregrine takes any offense, she doesn't show it. She's just ridiculously out of it. ]

...I'll probably be fine. You, though— you shouldn't... No one else should be out here. Especially not by yourself.

[brokeforgood]

I've got Ruddiger with me. [She knows what Per means, though.]

The buddy system didn't exactly work out for me, so.

[comeandfindme]

Anything can...happen in the woods. [ Goosebumps run down her arms, but she doesn't move to pull her cloak tighter. ] You could trip, hit your head. Branches could fall. Even without animals, there could be something out there. Something from the Wizard.

...It's not safe. It's never safe.