Week 7

[stagemanagers]

[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! ))

Comments

[mcfife]

[His white opera gloves are gradually lined with grass stains, and he checks the few flowers that are already becoming too much to hold in one hand.]

That would be helpful. I'll just need for an hour or so.

[barberic]

[Benjamin gets up, setting down the guitar on the edge of the pond as gently as he can, and passes the empty basket to Angus.]

What are you doing?

[mcfife]

Collecting flowers.

[He picks up a few wildflowers.]

Spongebob taught me how to craft crowns out of these. I feel that I should offer something when we head out tomorrow.

[barberic]

I think they would like that.

[Says the man who poured out half a bottle of wine for the dead.]

...Is that what you think is going to happen? That we'll get to just... leave?

[mcfife]

Something will happen tomorrow. Whether it is for good or for bad, our destiny awaits. [He rips out several flowers in his path.] Regardless of what happens, it's our chance to defeat the Wizard.

[Added some wildflowers for Peregrine, and-] Do you prefer any particular flower for yours, Mr. Barker?

[barberic]

[He nods at Angus' decisive statement. That's the feeling he's had too, building all week. Whether there's a motive today, he thinks will decide for sure. But Nana had told them these things only last about seven weeks, total, and if she's right, that deadline is soon.]

For mine?

[He seems surprised that he gets one. But as he looks around at the flowers, he pauses when he sees a lush ground-covering plant with small little blue and white flowers.

He gets down on his knees next to Angus, and picks one of the little flowers with a pinch of his fingernails, turning it by its thin little stem in his fingers.]

...

[mcfife]

[Angus sets the basket on the ground and kneels beside Benjamin. He can't recognize most flowers by sight, though he trusts the opinions of his friends over that old book.]

What are these?

[barberic]

...Periwinkles, I think.

[He inhales slowly.]

Lucy kept a garden in her uncle's house, where we met. She grew roses, lilies, ivy... Everything. But she loved these the most - they were so small and delicate, everybody always paid more attention to the bigger, more eye-catching flowers that everyone knows.

That was my Lucy... [His voice catches, as tears well in his eyes.] Always with a soft spot, for little things that everyone else forgot.

[mcfife]

[Lucy, who suffered when her husband disappeared. Lucy, whose daughter was taken away from her. Lucy, who did not deserve a landlady to lie about her fate and allow her to die. Angus cuts several periwinkles out of the ground and rolls the stems in his fingers.]

She must have been such a caring woman.

[Like Elle. She looked after the girls, she wanted everyone to be happy...at her own expense. Angus wonders if she and Lucy would get along if they had met.]

I'll make this for you. So she is properly remembered.