week 2

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 2
[It's been...

One week since you woke up here
Met your house manager and said "We’re angry"
Five days since he laughed at you saying
"Write me some letters and you’ll never see me"
Three days since the mirror room
You realized there’s more the Opera House wouldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd bonded more
But it'll still be two days till you get your motive


Welcome to week 2, performers.]

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[ooc: happy week 2, everyone! Don't forget to submit your AC and your regains! Regain rolls are done Sunday and Tuesday nights.]

Comments

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Must be overwhelming suddenly being forced to live in close quarters with this many strangers.

[revelfree]

In some ways, yes. In others, it's comforting. It's... difficult, falling asleep and waking up alone. When you only have your own voice for company.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I can understand that.

[She glances over the items laying around, her eyes falling on a certain toy train.]

Where'd you find that?

[revelfree]

The merchandise booth.

[The answer is mechanical, even if Ariel is grateful the distraction from the topic of himself. Still, when he glances up, then between Sigyn and the train, he raises a brow.]

Is it familiar to you?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn gently picks up the model, turning it over in her hands.]

It's a miniature of the Ratatosk Express. [She points out the runes on the base.] Odin's way of bringing oppression to the whole of Yggdrasil in a matter of days rather than months.

[revelfree]

[You know what, this vaguely medieval, slightly Norwegian sounding man will tilt his head. This sounds nothing like the myths and legends he's heard of, but he has heard the names!]

Odin was attempting to... oppress? The world tree? With that? [He points at the train.]

What is it, actually?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Right, need to give more context.]

Yggdrasil is the solar system I'm from. Asgard has ruled with an iron fist for about two hundred years. In her near century of rule Odin spread Asgard's influence to all 9 planets in the system.

[She toss the train up in the air and catches it]

How good are you at making explosives?

[revelfree]

Ah, so it isn't the gods themselves being bastards, then? Simply coincidence.

[Way to get his hopes up, Sigyn! How disappointing.]

I haven't expansive experience, but I've done it before. Why do you ask?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Odin probably thinks she's a god, but no, just mortals. I mean, Asgardians do live a bit longer than the rest of us.


Because today has been shitty, I forgot my wife existed for a minute, and blowing this up [She wiggles the train in her hand] would be fun.

[revelfree]

Mm. A shame.

[Ah, but no matter. More important things to deal with here! He's smiling right through whatever tightness has manifested around his eyes.]

If you give me some time, and can perhaps find me some gold, I might be able to manage that for you.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

No rush, just if you want to blow off some steam with a little wanton destruction.

[She sets the train down and leans against the door]

Do you...want to talk about anything? You left the room right after we got the envelopes. [That's it, Sigyn, push your own shit away and focus on helping someone else.]

[revelfree]

[He's quick to shake his head. The less he remembers (and talks about) his envelope, the better off he is. Probably.]

A moment of weakness. Nothing more, and certainly nothing... "wanton destruction" won't make better.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[So they're both doing Just Fine (tm).]

If you're sure. You know if you need anything, I'm here, right?

[revelfree]

Absolutely, Sigyn. I appreciate it.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I'm going to go check on some of the others. If I find any gold I'll be sure to let you know.