don't stop believing

[stagemanagers]

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[It's a pleasant afternoon in the garden. Maybe not emotionally, but physically - isn't it nice when you get to have class outside?

As your voices rise, singing defiance in unison out for the Wizard, there's no immediate response; at least, nothing that clearly is a response. But there's something. Amidst the sound of your song, it may be hard to hear at first; Janis will likely be the first to notice, but eventually everyone is able to hear. It sounds as though other voices are rising along with yours.

There's something on the air - no music, or at least no instrumentals, just a disembodied sort of lyrical chant. You don't recognize any of the voices. They aren't singing the same song as you all are. Maybe they can't; they sound long long ago, and far far away now. Still - despite everything - the trees around you move lightly in a sudden soft breeze. It feels as though you have invoked something, old and entirely beyond your knowledge.

But first. Haven't you forgotten something?

It's Wednesday.

Welcome to this week's school club!]

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[comeandfindme]

[ She's been singing broadly, but...she narrows in on Hester. ]

And because I knew you...

[tailor_made]

[Hester smiles and leans in.]

Because I knew you...

[comeandfindme]

[ And...a little closer... ]

Because I knew you...
I have been changed...

[tailor_made]

[This time it's Hester's turn. She moves in closer, close enough to touch her nose to Peregrine's and lay a soft, sweet kiss. She holds it for only a few seconds, her voice soft as velvet to finish:]

For good.

[brokeforgood]

[Distantly, in the background of this romantic scene---]

What the fuck you guys

[comeandfindme]

[ SORRY FARRAAAAAAAAAH ]

[comeandfindme]

[ Oh. Oh she knew it was leading to this, but—

Peregrine has little time to return the kiss, but she does. She giggles, very softly, suddenly quite shy. ]

...Heh. Wow, got a little...caught up, there.

[tailor_made]

[Hester laughs a little, touching her forehead to Peregrine's. Her cheeks are an embarrassingly bright pink but-]

I told you. You're all terrible influences on me.