WEEK FIVE MINGLE

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nerak: week 5 mingle at your service

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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[evocationary]

[aw, susato. lup's expression softens just a bit, and then:]

Well, good news for you. I'm going to - uh, obtain a whole lot of booze. So I'll give you some. Maybe for free, I haven't decided yet.

[booksleeves]

I have no money, so it would have to be!

[Still, clenching her fists in determination.]

I can help!

[evocationary]

Oh, please, I don't need money. More like, uh. A hair brush? Or maybe some new clothes.

[anyway, she's rallied by how hardcore susato is, so she grins, booping susato's nose before squinting over at the bartender.]

... Okay, so that dude has me scoped out, so what I need you to do is cause a distraction. You good at those?

[booksleeves]

Oh, easy enough! I actually have quite a supply back at my room, aside from the gift shop. [. . .] Where are you sleeping here, anyway! Not out in the cold, heaven forbid!

[But anyway - ]

Yes. I have an idea.

[evocationary]

[a beat.] Uh, well, that's a good question, I don't know where I'm sleeping here. I'll figure it out.

[anyway!]

Perfecto, okay. Let's do this thing. I'm going to go act not suspicious, I'll go on your cue.

[the bartender has stopped paying attention to them at this point, which means lup can go linger next to the bar itself...]

[booksleeves]

[Great! Well, she will just take out her steampunk gun and spray a pink cloud of smoke.]

[evocationary]

[this is actually very distracting honestly, like. nobody is expecting pink smoke, and one of the staff squawks and hits the deck like they're being sprayed with poison or something. there's just a bunch of yelling as lup zooms over to the bar and grabs as many bottles of booze as she can.

one of the staff yells for susato to stop whatever she's doing, trying to grab for the gun and completely missing.]

[booksleeves]

[She's running, too! Where are they running to?]

[evocationary]

[away from the bar - to like, the gift shop. lup shifts all of the booze bottles into one arm and then reaches to take susato's wrist, laughing as she tugs her into the gift shop to hide from the staff.

subtle, lup]