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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2021-07-04 12:56 am
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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.]



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. ))
perchlorate: (pic#15000175)

[personal profile] perchlorate 2021-07-07 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ But he couldn't have. He has built a whole life on the idea that he doesn't really deserve happiness. Not like that.

Howl sits beside her. Peregrine might be able to feel a cool breeze. ]


Were you happy?
comeandfindme: (there's a silence that echoes)

[personal profile] comeandfindme 2021-07-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ She pulls the cloak tighter and closer. Why can't she get warm? ]

I... I think I was. I don't know. I felt...good.

[ It's not like them. But after a moment, Peregrine tries to lean against him. ]
perchlorate: (pic#15000178)

[personal profile] perchlorate 2021-07-08 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ When she tries to lean against him, all she'll feel is air. ]

Mmm. [ Peregrine has probably been around Howl long enough to know that particular low hum means: me too. ]
comeandfindme: (shattering the hope we'd grown)

[personal profile] comeandfindme 2021-07-08 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her eyes burn with tears. She knew that would be the case. Really, she did. But...still.

She really wanted to believe.

This is a symptom. This is something in her own brain or—or something, telling her what she wants to hear. This isn't real. This isn't him.

But still— ]


C-can— can you...stay with me...right now? Please?