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. ))

Comments

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Oh.

[Oh!!! That's all she can say? With a woman as wonderful as Elsa in her arms, while they're on the verge of something??

God, she is so, so stupid.]

R-really?

[There's an understanding here, a feeling. Like the moments they spend in bed, wrapped in one another - Nothing serious, of course! But, if it was...]

Yeah, we can stay like this for a while. [Her chin brushes Elsa's shoulder.] I, uh. I wanted to ask you something, Elsa.

[defyingfrigidity]

[If Cass is stupid, then so is Elsa. It's so... difficult to find words for this - for them. She doesn't understand how Anna can be so forward with Kristoff, to just... run into things without fear.

She doesn't understand that, but she does understand how things seem to click with such little effort. This... thing she has with Cass seemed to sneak up on her, and they grew so close without her even realizing it. So when Cass brings up wanting to ask Elsa something, she's not even worried.

Well... no. That's not true; there's a churning in her gut at those words, but she's not sure if it's worry or something else. Anticipation? Eagerness???]

Yeah? What did you want to ask me?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Somehow, despite everything that's happened so far, things still find a way of falling into place. Call it fate, destiny - Cassandra would always believe that there was something meant for her, somewhere out in the world. Maybe not even in Corona.

Maybe... here. With her arms wrapped around a magical queen who she had just clicked with from the first moment their eyes met. Whatever it was... No. She knew pretty well what it was. This warmth, this strength that kept her going through these past few weeks.

Suddenly, the thought of losing Elsa in this horrible game almost made her sick.]

Do you... Do you remember when Elle was talking talking to you at the meeting, about whether you'd be interested in dating a royal guard, or... someone else? [This is killing her. She's gonna die. She just

has

to say it.]

Would you be interested in me?

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa had known. She'd known since Elle interrogated her - maybe even before. She definitely knew since that stupid slip up during that conversation, mentioning ladies in waiting in the same breath as guards when it came to who she'd consider courting. She knew what her feelings for Cass were.

But she was scared. Scared of how Cass felt. Scared of being rejected. Scared of losing Cass to this terrible game. There were so many reasons for Elsa to be afraid, but... aren't they also reasons why she should push past that fear? In this time of uncertainty, when everything could come crumbling down around them at a moment's notice... don't they deserve at least one moment of happiness?

... She wants to take it. Elsa wants to be happy. She's denied herself happiness for so long. She can't keep denying herself any longer.]

I... [She can't turn around. Her face is too bright red to show Cass. But she shifts, ever so slightly, so that she's leaning back against that warm, solid presence behind her.] I am. I... I like you, Cassandra. A lot.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[On the opposite side of the coin, Cass couldn't point to the exact moment she knew her feelings for Elsa were what they are. Some point, early on. They had talked. They had danced. They shared secrets and gave each other comfort in the difficult times.

She knew what her feelings were. But she couldn't just commit to them, no. What if she was rejected? What if it only lead to hurting her and Elsa? The thought of was almost enough to scare her away forever, but... Never let it be said that Cassandra had never committed herself to anything.]

...Okay. I am too. I mean- You. I mean I like you.

[Just don't look at her, please. She doesn't want to be seen or acknowledged, if Elsa was red, she was aflame. Nothing left to do but bury her face in Elsa's hair to hide herself. The stance they were practicing now completely forgotten and shifted into a hug.]

I am SO bad at this.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Cass's mumbled comment seems to break the tension in Elsa's body, and she lets out a bright, relieved laugh. The hand not holding the prop sword reaches back, threading her fingers through Cass's dark, curly hair as Elsa gently bumps the side of her head against the other woman's.]

You're bad at this??? I felt like I was about ready to fall apart. I've... never had feelings for anyone like this before, so I was so completely lost until Elle started prodding us.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Cass thought that if she heard Elsa laugh it would be over for her. She'd be done. Laughing at a confession? Probably worse than a death sentence... Yet, Elsa's laugh is as musical and bright as ever. Add in Elsa's hand trailing up into her graying, kinked locks, and suddenly the scene is so, so relaxing.]

I've never acted on my feelings before! I didn't want to ruin what we had already, but then Elle found out over truth or dare, and then she started advocating for me, and then told me I had to live my life and I think she's actually right...

[She closes her mouth, but fills her cheeks with a quiet scream.]

So I guess... we're both bad at this.