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MINGLE | WEEK TWO

MINGLE LOG | WEEK 2
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Greetings, house guests. Surely you're getting into the swing of things, by now? Though, a friendly reminder: there is no escape.
Sunday is, once again, a quiet and likely somber day. At least, until there's one hopefully welcome surprise: belongings from back home that you may have missed will be delivered to your rooms today, if you did not come in with them. (Note: these should be the personal items from your applications, if your characters don't already have them on hand. The dead's personal items WILL NOT be appearing.)
Iris, Shauna, and anyone else in the house who might be considered a mother will also find a red carnation in a small vase by their bedsides. Enjoy these small creature comforts. You have earned them.
(Don't forget to check out the post-trial afterparty!)
Come Monday, everyone will once again wake up to a most unpleasant surprise: their motive for the week. This one is more immediately apparent than the last; the house's hunger has not been sated.
Pratibha is, once again, nowhere to be found, but this time, she's absent every day this week. What's up with that? (Should you feel strongly about this, you may attempt to find her.)
Bucking tradition, this week's first puzzle also arrives on Monday; it unlocks, of all things, a huge wardrobe full of fancy clothes. What could all this be for?
On Tuesday, the second puzzle appears; and it unlocks, this time, a grand ballroom.
On Wednesday, it will become clear what this week's locations are for. Because the ballroom doors open by themselves at 6 PM sharp, and reveal:
A ball. Splendid and scintillating, this gracefully lit space is warmed by the sound of distant music that has no apparent source. There are tables for food and drink, and more tables besides at which to sit. The star, however, is the dance floor; are you feeling brave enough to step out there? More importantly: with whom as your partner?
The windows display only endless green forest before night falls. Twilight and rising darkness paint the ballroom in shadows and shades of gold. All of it is enchanting and lovely to behold. The ballroom even sports numerous little nooks for ... privacy.
Remember, above all, rule 5: Get to know each other. Become friends. Become more. Who cares. Just do it.
Thursday brings calm after the busy storm of the ball. Rest, recuperate, and reflect; you all know what tomorrow brings.
Friday is investigation time once again. The investigation post will go live at 3 PM EST, 5/16.
Saturday is the day of your second real ritual. You may find the ritual post here at 12 PM EST, 5/17.
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[He nods at the ballroom, at everyone all decked out.]
That's probably why Lortel wanted to do this. To release some of that pressure.
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A thought occurs to Leon, suddenly, as he considers Aquaβs comment about the desperation. ]
β¦You think time is passing back where we came from? Or could this be some Narnia thing? Ten years inside, ten seconds out?
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[He's a doctor, man, not a theoretical physicist.]
...That could be... problematic, for some of us.
[Luis. Himself. If they somehow manage to escape this place, but no time has passed, would they be put right back where they were? What would happen to them?]
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Yeah. Forget I said anything, there's no point in guessing at it right now anyway, not without any proof either way.
[ It's going to keep him up at night now, but that's whatever. He has so much keeping him up every night all the time, what's one more existential crisis? ]
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[Yeah, this is a deeply uncomfortable thought that he won't be able to put out of mind.]
...Maybe Pratibha would know more.
[Maybe not, either. But she's the most likely person to ask, right?]
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[ Probably not, seeing as 'how do we leave' isn't exactly in her wheelhouse, much less 'what happens when we definitely leave for sure', but if anyone could possibly know the answer she has the highest chance. ]
What do you make of her, by the way? Not to be a gossip, but y'know.
[ Gotta collect all the information you can about your fellow kidnapping victims when you're locked in a mansion together for an indefinite period of time. ]
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Now there's a girl who's been badly miscast for her role.
[Not everything is acting and performance with him, but in this case? It's otherwise hard to describe the feeling he gets from interacting with her.]
Have you talked to her much?
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[ Maybe that's just his overabundance of sympathy for teenagers in shitty situations talking, but if that were the case she'd have a lot of stiff competition for 'having the worst time'. ]
Especially with how surprised she acts when people are decent to her. That's not really how people who are having a good time respond to kindness.
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[She's been baffled by his behavior, sure, but he wouldn't call how he's acted towards her nice.]
She strikes me as someone with no idea what she's doing. Like she's a normal person someone shoved on set with no prep, and all she can do is wing it. She keeps forgetting the role she's supposed to play and ducks out of sight as soon as possible.
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[ He frowns, crossing his arms and leaning against one of the ballroom's pillars. ]
That'd make sense. Doesn't sound like she's had a lot of practice being the maitre d'. Like she just got thrown into it and told to sink or swim.
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[This is how Aqua chooses to interpret how she disappears during the week and literally goes to sleep during the crypt rituals.]
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[ That would also make sense, though if anything it just kind of makes him feel worse for her. What to do about it, he doesn't know, but still. ]
cw: allusions to child abuse
[Aqua knows a thing or two about dissociation station.]
cw: allusions to child abuse, cont'd
Right. I think I know what you mean. [ He drums his fingers on the crook of his arm, considering the circumstances. ] ...You think there's anything we can do for her? Short of getting us all out of here. Still working on that one.
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[Those were a couple of the things his grief counselor was concerned with, after he witnessed Ai's murder. He understands better how to fake the right answers than determine what they'd be for someone else.]
Being consistent, I guess? Consistently showing that you're trustworthy and nonjudgmental, if that's what you're going for. With a suspicious teenager, it's probably better just to stick to a pattern than try to convince her of your kindness, as genuine as it is.
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[ He pauses, scanning the crowd and the room's exits as is his habit, before shaking his head and huffing softly as a thought occurs to him. ]
Sorry. Just realized this is a hell of a conversation to be having when we're supposed to be at a party.