Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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Thursday

[letsplayamod]

[atu709]

[ Snow has not made a terrible habit of being out and about. Isolation suits her better, she thinks, as a Princess and well... as a princess. But Thursday, as she imagines the narrative clock is winding down to another death, she does make her way out of her room a little.

She spends some time in... the library, actually, because well. There's books. And where there's books, you know what's public domain? Grimm's Fairy Tales.

So she spends a few solid hours in here just. Reading. And looking at some other fairy tale and folklore books as well, but... it's hard to avoid the grown woman reading fairy tales with a look of distaste? Probably?

She also, naturally, finds a second copy, under entirely different credentials. Maybe slightly different, from someone else's world. ]

How many Snow Whites are there...?

[ She starts a list, it seems, of authors. The Brothers Grimm, Hans Christian Anderson, Charles Perrault, Walter Elias Disney... then starts cross-referencing. ]

They can't be hard to find, this Disney has his own industrial company...

[ Oh. It might be a hit list. Hm.

Later on, she goes to the fire pit as the sun sets. And well, she's a princess! So clearly, the thing to do at a moment like this is to sing a lovely song. ]

Hoppe hoppe Reiter, wenn er fällt, dann schreit er.
Fällt er in den Graben, fressen ihn die Raben.
Fällt er in die Hecken, fressen ihn die Schnecken.
Fällt er in das grüne Gras, macht er sich die Hose nass.
Fällt er in das Wasser, macht er sich noch nasser.
Fällt er auf die Steine, tun ihm weh die Beine.
Fällt er in den Sumpf, macht der Reiter plumps!

[ ... which is why she picked the german nursery rhyme about someone falling off a horse and dying, it seems. ]

Fire pit

[latinumsbetter]

[Normally Quark would be in the bar around this time, but it's currently only the regulars. So needless to say, he took a quick leave of them (ensuring them that he'll be right back,) when he hears that singing. Most probably wouldn't from so far away, but he's got a very, very good set of ears]

Evening, Princess.

[brokenhabit]

[ Lebkuchen doesn't go to the cornucopia often, but she also hasn't used any of her tokens at the bar (no need to drink when you're actually a golden ghost in a shell--) so she should probably do something with them.

Initially the stuff she gets seems fine. A lot of junk, some clothing items, some food she'll have to give away, a pile of plushies she has to narrowly avoid being buried under... but a few things stick out. The garmentmaker and the opossum in particular really get her attention, though she has no idea what an opossum is (why is she thinking of that "rat" the village children love to play with right now?????) and get set aside.

...But then there's the plush goat, which makes her start to feel uneasy. She did not interact with Him in that form before but she knows about it now and all the talking she's done about Him lately makes it all seem like an omen. But it's just coincidence, right?

And then she opens a wooden box and shrieks.

She drops it immediately, letting it fall with a heavy thud. The lid clatters off from the force, and a red shine glimmers off the shoes as they catch the light.

She takes two steps back, but her wide eyes do not move from the shoes. Her hands tremble and then she's rushing to kneel in front of the box.

She has to get rid of these now. ]

[tailoredfate]

[There's a ping in the back of Aglaea's mind as she heads back down to, unsurprisingly, the bath house in the evening. It's a feeling she hasn't felt in a while - like a plucking of one of her threads, the resonance of one of her Garmentmakers nearby. Confused, curious, and also somewhat relieved, she follows the feeling-

But then she hears Leb shriek, and thoughts of a returning companion flee her mind. She doesn't burst out into a run she nears the cornucopia, but her pace quickens, lightning crackling at her fingertips to prepare for any hostility-]

... Leb?

[... But she only sees Lebkuchen, looking absolutely terrified. She keeps her focus on the girl's face at first, and doing a quick sweep for possible injuries.]

What happened?

[brokenhabit]

[ Lebkuchen is grabbing the box lid right as she hears Aglaea’s voice and she finally manages to look away from the shoes. ]

Miss Aglaea…!

[ There’s panic and fear in her voice but also anger. A sense of urgency. ]

Th-That bastard, He—

[ But then she shakes her head. No, she needs to stay on track. ]

We need to get rid of these now.

[yourheroine]

[Aoi is just having a regular unremarkable stroll near the cornucopia, thinking that maybe she should save her coins given she paid for everybody's drinks at the meeting...

Then Leb screams and drops a box, and Aoi looks over.]

Boop boop...

[She looks at Leb, then the box, then Leb again, then the shoes in the box.]

Did they burn you?

[brokenhabit]

[ She startles a little when she hears Aoi’s voice. ]

N-No, they—

[ But then she thinks about it for a moment too long and realizes Aoi’s the exact kind of young girl that would make easy prey for a devil. Fear comes back into her voice but for a different reason. ]

P-Please stay back! These are dangerous…!

[pariunt]

Lebkuchen?!

[After their conversation a few days ago, he's absolutely immediately running towards her after that scream.]

[brokenhabit]

M-Mr. Astarion…!

[ Oh no. Of course people would come and be concerned if she yelled. Her hands fumble as she tries to grab the box’s lid. ]

I-I’m fine, I just…

[ Her brow furrows ]

I need to get rid of these, as quickly as possible…!!

cornucopia

[latinumsbetter]

[he might have been all the way in the area by the bonfire, but that shriek is more than enough to get his attention. He's rushing over a few moments later, stumbling to a stop at the entrance to the temple once he spots who it is]

Leb? Was that you?

[brokenhabit]

Y-Yes, I'm sorry I--

[ Okay. Take a breath. ]

It's Him.

[ She gestures into the open box ]

Th-These are the shoes I told you about...!

[treebornekettlegirl]

[After an unfortunate incident with the washing machine (no she will not answer questions), Ranma was in the kitchen preparing to dump a kettle of boiling water on herself. She nearly drops the whole damn thing when the scream hits her ears. Shit!

Changing back will have to take a rain check. Ranma hoofs it to the scene, armed with nothing but her fists, spirit and this kettle still whistling and blowing steam from its spout.]

What's goin' on, who's dyin'?!

[WHERE IS THE MURDERER WHO DOES SHE HAVE TO PUNCH?!?!?!?!]

[brokenhabit]

[ She jumps and almost shrieks when Ranma comes running in, but tries to calm down, at least a little (only works so well) (re: not at all) ]

N-No one's dying! I'm sorry, I just--

[ She tries to gather up the shoes. Ranma only being a girl sometimes doesn't put him at risk she thinks but her instinct is to still keep the shoes far away from anyone else. ]

I-I need to get rid of these, they're dangerous...!

[stringup]

[ Velvet's back at the cornucopia, ready to try her luck and hope she gets anything useful, even if it's just to be salvaged and reused for other projects she's more interested in. She gets another wide variety of items after she basically dumps a big handful of coins, and does her usual sorting through them.

The shield gets set aside with a note to herself to show it to Ferdinand—he needs his enrichment. She flips through the book and has quite a face journey as it dawns on her who it likely belongs to, then also puts it aside. Opens the packet out of curiosity, only to immediately seal it back when the smell gives her a coughing fit, by the dragons.

It's when she examines the quartz crystal and realises what she's got that she lights up in a way pretty much no one here has ever seen her do. She looks positively ecstatic, which may as well mean the world's ending. ]

Yes! Yes! Fucking finally!

1/2

[markofnobility]

[ he is still tokenless, so his intention was just to pass through. But then he spots Velvet and her open delight. It makes him pause at the entry, a blush growing on his face.

Ah, and she was the one questioning his feelings? If only he could show what he sees right now.

But no time for that! He smacks his cheeks a few times]

You are being ridiculous.

[Before approuching properly]

[markofnobility]

You seem to be in high spirits!

Cornucopia

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark is on his way towards the Eatery with Fritz at his heals as per usual when he hears that, and turns his trajectory, making his way towards her]

Don't you look happy about something.

Cornucopia

[treebornekettlegirl]

[Ranma... has literally only spoken to Velvet once. And that was during a murder investigation so there wasn't time for idle chit-chat when there was sleuthing to be done. However, it's hard to ignore the girl sounding so jubilant and that brief putrid waft passing by (she picked the wrong day to get into Rumiko Takashi trademarked comedy act) that makes her eyes water.

Blinking tears from her eyes, Velvet's got an observer peaking over her out of the blue. Or pink.]

You're in a good mood. What's the celebration?

[latinumsbetter]

[Thursday will find Quark back at the cornucopia with more than a few things.

At the moment, he's sorting some things into piles first. The appearance of a bottle makes him perk up. He removes the cap and takes a whiff, making a curiously pleased sound, before he tips the bottle back for a sip. His expression brightens.] Oh, that's good. [he sounds quite pleased about that, setting the bottle aside. He goes through the same proceedure when he finds a bottle of The Good Stuff. It's enough to make him start humming as he continues to sort, through the rest of it. He also sets aside a very nice embroidered suit, looking at it admiringly. It's far too big for him, but that doesn't mean he can't appreciate the tailoring.

At some point, takes a moment to put his hands on his hips and stare up at a certain statue while chewing on a pretzel.

Eventually, once all of that's dealt with, he goes looking for Cerejeira, Aoi, and, if he doesn't catch her at his regains, Luna, individually. At his heels, as ever, is Fritz the German Shepherd (though now followed around by a beige Eye-pod,) and Critwo strapped to his back, probably snoozing.]

cornucopia, without accidentally hitting enter early this time

[treebornekettlegirl]

'Sup Quark.

[Ranma, in his cursed form all thanks to a confounded washer deciding to go on the fritz around her, was strolling on by the big-eared alien on her way to boil some water. She stops dead in her tracks to give a what was intended to be a cursory once over to Quark's pile. In case there's anything she recognizes as hers. Hmm... Nunchaku, a ridiculous bat costume, bag of coffee beans...]

What'cha got th--

[Her words die in her mouth once her pink eyes caught a glimpse of that certain pink c]

GYAAAH!!!

[A strangled scream sounds out, and just as she had appeared, Ranma disappeared from the spot she once stood.

... Though, given Quark's gargantuan ears, he'll easily pick up on the noisy chattering teeth from... above?]

It's Aoi!

[yourheroine]

[Quark will find Aoi in the laundry room, pouring soap directly into the washer along with her sweater.]

Boop boop! Morning, Quark. ...Aoi needs to get an apron for working at the bar. There's juice all over my clothes.

[She might be hiring herself? Is she hiring herself?]

comes back here

[murchada]

[Cerejeira's just spending some time in the library. she likes it here, more than the scroll room. she feels a little more useful in here.

she's not even reading, she's just making a list of the titles here. riveting stuff.]

[cannotunravel]

[Oh, there's a rustic-looking crate wherever you are, about waist-size for most people here. There's a small hole on the front, and the open side of the box is against the floor.

It tends to appear again if you move somewhere else. In fact, you might even see it moving.

I can at least guarantee there are no snakes under it, no worries]

[treebornekettlegirl]

[Solid Misane's target is once more, Ranma Saotome. His routines are nearly identical to the ones on Monday. Except this time around, what triggers Ranma's curse is a malfunctioning washing machine. Misane's hypothesis about his curse attracting water like magnets to iron may hold water (ha ha). All Ranma did was enter the room and in the next instance, the floor's flooded.

Hope she's cozy in her crate, because she'll watch Ranma comically scramble around with towels under her arm, trying to get the situation under control.]