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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[whatyouwant]

[Elle sniffs and quickly tries to wipe away the tears, as if that will hide hoe red her eyes are or how much of a mess her hair is.]

Oh, hey, Maya. Did you, um, I can go, if you want me to.

[mayavericks]

No, it's --

[Well it isn't exactly fine, but.]

What's going on?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle shakes her head.]

It's nothing, just a shit memory from home.

[mayavericks]

Of course. I... understand that.

[She shifts a little closer, to lay her hand on Elle's shoulder.]

Do you want to talk about it?

[whatyouwant]

Only if you want to. I don't want to weigh anyone down.

[She's suppose to be the peppy one, the one raising everyone's spirits, not the one bringing them down.]

[mayavericks]

No one should have to be alone, Elle.

So, what happened?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle gives Maya a sad smile. She really doesn't know what she did to deserve all these wonderful people.]

Last week I remembered I got this really awesome internship with this hard-ass professor. I was so happy, thought I'd finally done something to be proud of. But it turns out my professor just wanted me around to be a pretty face.

[mayavericks]

[Maya's expression shifts -- first delighted at Elle's accomplishments, and then into something downright murderous.]

Clearly he never spent a moment trying to know you. Would you like me to pay him a visit once we're out of here?

[whatyouwant]

[That gets Elle to smile a little, even let out a short giggle.]

I don't want to, but you're more than welcome to. I'm leaving Harvard, so hopefully I won't have to see him ever again.

[mayavericks]

Excuse me? [Maya straightens up.] If anyone should leave, it should be him. You have proven yourself plenty capable from the moment we got here. If not for you, I would not have successfully brokered a contract between --

[She cuts off abruptly. She had almost forgotten about that. Now, the memory burns.]

[whatyouwant]

[She might be leaving Harvard, but she's still pretty observant.]

Contract? What contract?

[mayavericks]

Between -- Discord. And Salieri.

You remember, right?

[whatyouwant]

Oh, right!

[Elle smiles.]

I knew nothing about contract law. Honestly, I only know the basics now.

[mayavericks]

You helped me nonetheless. Knew enough to help me broker a halfway decent deal.

[The smile that she offers sad.]

Things were much easier back then, weren't they?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle returns the smile.]

It's crazy to think about, but yeah.

[mayavericks]

[Maya's smile is soft, if distracted.]

I hope you will not give up because of one person. You deserve to show the world your intelligence.

[whatyouwant]

[Elle wipes her eyes with a tissue.]

I'd like not to, but we'll see. Maybe I'll remember him getting hit by a bus or something next week.