itscurtains | Week 7

[Last week, on It's Curtains...boy, that sure was a year-long week, huh?

But despite it all, you've gotten through it with less death than there might have been. Spongebob and Farrah both survived their ill-conceived plan; Maya, with the intervention of Janis and Hester, survived her triple murder. Since the failed execution, there has been no sign of the Wizard or of Hester. It seems like you may have gotten away with that cleanly!

When you wake up on Sunday, you remember everything. All the gaps, the missing pieces, entire chunks of time from back home - they're back and neatly fitted where they should be in your heads. Elle, Orpheus, and Eurydice have also been given graves alongside the others in the garden. These ones were filled in for you; after all, you were all pretty occupied over the weekend.

Other than that...it seems like some unusual posters have been put up around the school. Sounds like something's going to happen this week. You'd better prepare.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday

(( As per usual, endgame will ICly take place on Wednesday, so get those last threads in! As this is the last week, all characters should be at their true canonpoint memory-wise. Feel free to continue submitting regains and...well, you can certainly try to visit Hester. No AC this week, but be sure to check in for endgame! ))

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He's not gross! [ She whines a little. It's cute. ] He's...sweet. And funny. And thoughtful. And...talented, and way less of a burden than he thinks, and. And I wanna...make him smile...or hold him when he cries...or at least...let him feel like, like he can cry.

[ She wets her lips. ]

Ohhhhh my god, I'm stupid! I'm totally stupid!

It's okay, be stupid! Have you seen how I am around Maya? This is my house, it is made of glass, I am too smart to start tossing rocks!

[ she snorts. ]

And I'm not just talking about how much I want to, you know, have her babies and other associated activities. I want to, like, learn new stuff with her and hold her and we can cry on each other and I, you know... want to be in the front row watching her perform. She's going to be amazing. She already is.

[ Peregrine giggles and rolls over to look at Janis. She chews at her bottom lip. She whispers almost in confession: ]

I think I'd stop biting my nails for Connor Murphy.

[ It makes sense to her, okay. He paints nails. It makes sense. ]

[ Janis snorts. Giggles. ]

I'm gonna have to trim mine for Maya Tendo.

[ But! ]

Good for you.

[ Peregrine blushes. A delicate maiden!! ]

Oh— jeeeesus!! You- you two! You two need to have...a conversation about this, Janis, 'cause I think if anyone would be down, it's Maya!

[ And just like that it's Janis's turn to blush! ]

Maybe! I don't... know, flirting and talking about it is way easier than like. Thinking about actually doing it. Like not that I don't want to, but... man, the baggage losing all your friends and a bunch of people hating you gives you is rough! Who would have guessed?

[ She reaches over and pokes Janis, a few times. ]

Well... Well you gotta say the stuff you're feeling!! I know it sucks to- to feel or be betrayed but! You're just gonna regret it, if you don't talk to her! 'Bout the things you want!!

I will! Just... maybe once her leg isn't... that.

[ A beat. ]

How long does that buy me?

[ Peregrine purses her lips. ]

Two weeks max, with proper care. Probably a little longer with my amateur hands.

That is not the number of weeks I expected! Okay! My motherfucking life ends two weeks from now!

[ She keeps giggling. ]

Probably more! [ She takes a big drag of her joint. ] I don't— [ goddamn she didn't wanna talk about sad things— ] Things are...like...weird, okay? But. But I don't think Maya's gonna like... leave you 'bout how much you love her. I think she really likes that.

That's not it, it's like... it's me. I'm not... great at being serious, like. Mm.

[ She swallows. ]

Y'know... honest. Vulnerable.

[ Peregrine peers at her. ]

Well. We're done with that. 'Kay? We get outta here...and you gotta start opening up more. More real talk. More talking about when you're feeling shit! Like...the bad, but the good too. ...I'm trying to remember that part.

Mm...

[ She frowns for a moment, then nods. ]

Yeah, alright. She's going to say something nice to me and touch, like, my arm, and I'm going to start crying, but like. It's fine. Process.

I think a little emotional honesty'll do both of you some good. Get real in your feelings. You gotta let yourself, like...really be about it.

[ What're you even saying anymore Peregrine. ]

Yeah...

[ Somehow, This Helped(?)

Janis then moves to hold Peregrine's hand. ]

We all gotta do that. Feelings.

[ Oh! Once again, Peregrine is shy! ]

Yeah... [ She tries to prop herself up on her elbow. It does not work, lease of all because Janis is trying to hold that hand and Peregrine isn't really inclined to take it away from her.

In trying to readjust, her eyes find Janis's and she just kind of...gets lost in them. And forgets to say anything else. ]

[ See this would be where we call Peregrine an idiot and call it a day, except Janis... does the exact same thing, for a little while, before eloquently declaring: ]

Yeah...

[ Peregrine laughs lightly at nothing. She's just giggly and lightheaded, and...happy.

Happy and relaxed. How utterly weird. ]

I love you. [ She murmurs quietly, face turned toward Janis in the grass. Her fingers lace between Janis's as she gives her the stupidest possible smile.

Stupid with love indeed. ]

[ Honestly, previous brief discussion of her fear of emotional/physical intimacy aside, Janis is about the same. ]

I love you, too.

[ For at least the moment, Peregrine's content to just lay there with that. To let everything kind of melt away, leaving just the two of them. ]

[ Same here. But after a while, something about Maya on her mind draws a song out. ]

I had always been looking at you
I felt as if I had left my loneliness behind
Even the moon is smiling at me tonight
Please look this way
Oh, fly me to the star

[ What Janis sings, Peregrine's never heard it before. And yet, it feels familiar. She gives her a half-smile. ]

Unable to convey my feelings to you
I imagine all sorts of lives
And act them all out to draw your attention
Oh, fly me to the star.

[ Clumsily, she squeezes Janis's hand. ]

Our heartbeats pile...

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...upon each other.

[ An image comes to mind, suddenly, of the two of them falling together. But not in a panicked way, in a romantic way? ]

Sometimes I become afraid
Because it seems you will leave me behind
I want your glittering eyes to reflect
No one but me
Oh, fly me to the star

Oh, bird that signals the break of dawn,
Please stop the clock in this moment
Shooting star that gently goes through the morning, please fall down here
Oh, fly me to the star...

[ She wonders where this song's coming from. It's not quite as specialized, as some of the others...but it still feels so personal. ]

Please take me along,

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