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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[37773972]

[He freezes at the touch, not needing more than a brush to abort the motion. And there's absolutely no resistance as Ariel moves, just color rising to his cheeks as he thinks about how stupid that was, how stupid he is-]

I- sorry. I wasn't thinking. Of course not.

[Ariel has Helena - or at least her memory. He shouldn't have even tried it. He'd just thought- for a moment-

I will stay and never leave.

The memory makes his throat close again, and he ducks his head in embarrassment]

...it's enough you're here.

[revelfree]

Don't apologize, my Apollo. [He offers another kiss to Stephen's forehead before pulling back. He almost feels guilty when he does.]

I am not saying no. Simply. Late. When we're both in our right minds.

[37773972]

[That...is bittersweet. The nickname hurts, but- at least it's not a false smile Stephen manages, however weak it is, as his eyes flicker back up]

I get it. It's fine.

[They can talk about it later - or never. Either way.]

I shouldn't have dumped all of that on you and then tried something.

[revelfree]

Stephen. Enough.

[He sits back, only far enough to be comfortable. His hands find their way to Stephen's once again, palms up in offering, but not quite assuming.]

I am not upset. I just... don't want to take advantage of your trust.

[37773972]

[Time to shut up? Time to shut up. He nods mutely, trying to impress that he does get it. Really. Honest.

The fact that it still hurts doesn't mean anything.

Stephen...takes those hands, just letting his rest in them for a moment before shifting to swing his legs off the bed - taking care not to hit Ariel, of course - and start to get to his feet]

[revelfree]

Stephen? [He starts to rise as well, one hand dropping from Stephen's grasp to rest upon the small of his back. He's not convinced that his companion won't outright collapse on him.]

Where are you off to?

[37773972]

[He's all right!!!!! He'll be fine! He's- going to put a hand on Ariel's shoulder to steady himself]

...figured I'd take a shower. Try and clean up.

[revelfree]

Of course. [He lifts a hand and covers up Stephen's one last time. He seems almost hesitant to let go.]

If you need anything, you can find me in my room.