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.]

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[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn is normally up early in the kitchen, cooking if not for everyone, then at least herself. Today, though, she doesn't come out of her room until noon. If someone knocks she cracks the door open just a sliver.

Later that evening she can be found in the prop room. It seems she's modified one of the dummies, adding weights to the bottom so she can use it as a punching bag. There's a crumpled picture taped to the face. There are acouple of discarded dummies laying off to the side, looking like they've already taken quite the beating.]

[holyspit]

Oh, uh. Hey.

[Hey Sigyn, you sure did leave the motive meeting in a hurry yesterday. And sure are being really violent to those poor dummies.]

...Dealing with everything okay..?

[How healthy or unhealthy is this venting.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn kicks the dummy three more times in quick succession before wiping the sweat off her forehead]

Yeah, I'm fine. [Her answer is a bit too short to be true]

What about you? How are you doing with this...motive.

[holyspit]

[Yeah this seems fine, only not.]

I'm okay? I mean- it doesn't make a lot of sense for me. She did a lot of bad things, but I wouldn't want to- it's fine.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Just goes to show he doesn't know us as well as he thinks he does.

[And that the Phantom knows others entirely too well, if the picture on the dummy is anything to go by.]

Do you want to talk about who you got? [She isn't expecting anything, some people would rather keep their secrets and she respects that. Still others might want to talk, so she offers.

And if it keeps her own mind occupied and away from certain events, all the better]

[isawallflower]

Sigyn...?

[ Here's an audience, peaking her head in. Really, all Riley planned on doing was dropping a few things off before the, um. Sleepover, but. Er. ]

Are you...um. [ That's a dumb question! ] I can come back later.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn lands one more powerful punch, grabbing the dummy to stop it from rocking]

No, come on in. Sorry, just...needed to blow off some steam. [She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand.]

Everything okay?

[isawallflower]

Yeeeeees? Sorry, I...don't really know how to answer that question right now. [ She's got a rock and a falcon's egg in hand. ] I just...wanted to drop these off. They probably don't belong here, but.

[ At least it's not taking up space in her very small dressing room. ]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I know, dumb question. Nothing is okay right now.

[Sigyn smirks at the rock and egg]

You got one of those weird lunchboxes as well?

[isawallflower]

[ She nods sheepishly. ]

The protein shake was nice, at least. [ She's trying so hard, but all that comes out is. Just 😬 ] Really, I don't understand half the stuff that they hand out.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

Most of it is rather odd.

[She has so much random crap in her room now]

Do you want to...talk?

[isawallflower]

[ She breathes out, considering that. ]

Well. I'm not actually sure. Honestly I'm a little tired of it all. [ ... ] Do you? You were really going to town on...all that.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

It's a lot to process. I have a feeling the emotional exhaustion was part of his scheme

[Sigyn looks back at the faux carnage]

If you'd rather, you can join me. Physical activity can been a type of meditation.

[isawallflower]

Oooh, I don't think...getting all sweaty before Steve and Christine's sleepover is a good...idea...

[ ...But also, she does love physical activity. ]

Aw, what the heck, I can shower. Sure.

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn smiles. It's a bit more harsh than usual]

You know how to throw a punch?

[She moves back towards the dummy]

[mcfife]

[Late that evening, Angus appears with a broom in his hand and a frown on his face. He is satisfied, at least, with a job decently done.

He waits while Sigyn finishes her current sets of punches, then taps her on the shoulder.]

This may be preferable.

[The end of the handle has been whittled to a point. It isn't as fine as he had hoped, but with enough force, it can hurt a dummy.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[Sigyn looks at the make-shift spear, then to Angus as a smirk forms on her face. In one fluid movement she takes the spear from him and thrusts it through the torso of the soft fabric dummy. The weights on the bottom of the dummy hold it upright.]

You're right, that's much better.

[mcfife]

[That does seem like a great stress reliever.]

Let me grab my hammer. [He exits the room to take his large weapon from beside his bed and grab the envelope he hid underneath. At least there may be a use for this.]

My turn. [He says, holding up a photo of a pretty nasty looking wizard.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[In the time Angus is gone Sigyn sets up another dummy. She smirks at the picture of the wizard]

He looks like an asshole.

[mcfife]

He's the worst.

[There goes Zargothrax on the dummy's head.]

What I would give to do this! [He swings the hammer at its torso, toppling it.]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

[That does look very satisfying]

I know the feeling. [She pulls the sharpened boom handle from the dummy, standing back so Angus can take another swing.]

I'd give up a lot to be able to punch that smug witch in the mouth.

[mcfife]

[He walks up to Zargothrax's dummy corpse and smashes his hammer on its prone body. That felt really good.]

Better these than our friends! [The Phantom won't turn them against each other!]

[reassuranceandrevolution]

He wants us to turn on each other.

[Sigyn strikes her dummy with the staff]

Going to be a real shock when we come for him instead.

[mcfife]

[Angus kicks his dummy, sending it hitting the wall.]

We may not be trained warriors, but we can fight. Sigyn. [He turns to her.] You and I know most of battle. What do you say of leading our own army?

[reassuranceandrevolution]

I think between the two of us there isn't much he can do to stop us.

[Her smile is somewhat feral as she hold out a hand to Angus]