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WEEK FIVE MINGLE
nerak: week 5 mingle
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25 Remain
Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. While Camebit had an autumnal chill in the air, things are a little different, now - the air is frigid, and waking up is an adventure, considering you are swaddled to the nines and cozied right up to your roomie of the week (where you have one, anyways). Everything around you is made of ice and packed snow, fogged glass and porcelain, and it is freezing. Who thought this was a good idea? Even the brisk chill of Camebit in the skies above everything was more forgiving than this! This isn't a transition! Whose manager can you speak to..?
About that.
You have to trek out of the lodging, and over into the building made of actual wood and stone, to actually see your Watchers of the week. They're all dressed in their full cloaks again to combat the chill, even in this building, although both Rameel and Satariel are standing much closer to Yomiel than they usually do - much like they had in Ahnkeen, actually.
"Good morning and welcome to Nerak! If you've ever wondered what it was like to stay at an ice hotel, then you're in luck!" Rameel says with moderate flourish as they make sure to keep close to Yomiel—their daemon currently not found anywhere near them as they make the announcement. Looks like they're without their black box of musical wonders this morning.
While the other two Watchers press close, Yomiel's daemon has wrapped itself around their neck like a polecat scarf. Warm. Arm cradled gently against their chest, they pause to glance at Satariel before greeting everyone. "Try to be careful. The ice can get slippery, especially when you're all looking like that and leaving a mess everywhere you go." Whatever that means.
Satariel seems a little more subdued than usual but offers everyone a smile, daemon bear-shaped against their back, large head peering around at everyone while they take in the travelers that come to join them here in the hotel lobby. Their cloak is completely closed around them - not even the front of their dress can be seen, and they're clearly holding it tightly shut. "Please be nice to the hotel staff - if I catch any of you being rude to them, I'll kick you clear across the tundra before sticking you in their outdoor 'jail' for timeout. We're guests, but they're working hard to accommodate us, alright?"
With the new week, travelers will find that they no longer the adorable animal features they did in Camebit, but something much less cute. Injuries from their pasts have come back to haunt them, major or minor, and they cannot be healed. The good thing is that they don't seem to hurt or really take a toll on the travelers at all - at least, not until they're touched, and then both you the other will feel the pain from the moment the wound was inflicted. This effect lasts all week.
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and he is looking
very confused at a piece of technology. i dont know what kind you help me. ]
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a little boy breaks free of the pack to go yank on his sleeve.]
Hey! You're getting blood everywhere! Are you gonna die?
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Um. [ hmm ] It's - not blood! It's, um. Tángcùjiàng sauce. I - spilled it down my shirt!
[ san lang chitters from where he is sitting on xie lian's shoulder as a ferret, helpfully? he's helping. look how cute he is. ]
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[a little girl peers over the boy's shoulder, squinting at the ferret. a beat.]
I want that! Give it to me!
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Ah, um. What?
[ he pretends to look behind himself. hello? is there something there? san lang wriggles and digs his little paws into xie lian's silks and goes to hide. ]
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Your weird dog! I want it! How much money for it? My mom will buy it from you! Give it! [the little girl yells, as the little boy pouts.
he continues with:] You don't need another one! You already got the first one, I want the dog!
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looks at the. uhhh. rolls a dice for technology. tablet??? that xie lian is staring at.]
What, you've never seen one of those before? Have you been living under a rock?
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[ ?? ]
...What is it, Miss?
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[that makes no sense to her, so she's just moving on.]
It's a tablet, duh. Haven't you tried touching the screen?