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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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I've done a little building of forts - there was a game I played when I was younger that I was very good at doing so with!
[ xie lian's daemon is a rabbit today, and all you can see of san lang are his two white ears. he blends in perfectly with their surroundings. dangerous.
but, he claps his hands together. ] Miss Scheherazade is correct! Let us begin.
[ and will start building up the fort, moving some snow over to start to pack it in a base! he makes it a couple of inches high, turns to grab more snow, and then stops, looking back at his melted section of fort. ] ...Eh?
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Is there a problem?
[ she looks over, which means that this is the perfect time for her section to get a little melty too. ]
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Is that—melting?
[ isn't it like zero degrees out here? ]
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Is it - perhaps my hands are too warm? [ hello??? he will reach for some more snow to pile on top to try and mitigate this disaster problem! ]
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Now you see here—just what do you think you’re doing!
[ Nevermind that this kid is taller than him. ]
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xie lian is happy for the help, and smiles at sche - when the kid stomps and alphi starts lecturing, he laughs, a little bit, trying to peacekeep a little. ]
Ah, young man, um, did you maybe just misstep? Please, do try to walk a little more carefully next time...
[ their side of the fort is melting again. ]
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[ AAAA THEIR FORT WALL sche tries to pat down the foundation a bit more but it's just. slushy for some reason? another kid laughs at them. ]
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As the other kid laughs, the first simply rolls their eyes with a "yeah, whatever!" and runs off again.
But not without throwing a snowball at the frail side of the snow fort. ]
Such gall... [ Huff. ] To think some children can be so unruly.
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…perhaps they’re just bored. [ glancing at their terribly slushy fort, xie lian looks at the snow and then remembers. ] Oh -! We did this earlier this week. Here, young man, I understand!
[ xie lian packs together a snow ball. For the record it is terribly uneven and lumpy but it is a snowball. he nods to the other two, brightly. ]
Here! Let me see if I can distract them - have at you, kid!
[ and then he THROWS THE SNOWBALL. ]
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I do not think we should inspire them to violence!
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Worry not, Miss Scheherazade—if they are not focused on our work here, then we may yet make some progress.
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[ the snowball hits joonghyuk.
xie lian winces. ] …. Place. [ yelling: ] I’m sorry, Mr. Joonghyuk!!
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[ alphi is right though, if everyone else is distracted, she can fortify the walls?! GOTTA GO FAST. ]
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... Usually.
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Rest assured! I’ll protect our fort! [ the future is so silly sometimes. xie lian packs together another distraction snowball and tosses it at the kid, who squeals and ducks out of the way. ]
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[ she will do her best!! however, there's another kid who took this moment to draw a crude penis on the one wall that hasn't been melted or stomped on.
scheherazade sighs deeply and covers it with more snow. ]
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... Why does this keep melting, howe—
[ Alphinaud is rudely cut off with a snowball beaning him right in the face. ]
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Alphinaud! [ xie lian looks at the offending child, a snot nosed 12 year old. he looks thrilled with himself. ] Would you mind?
[ he forms another snowball and stands in front of scheherazade in case they get any more terrible ideas! ] Leave my friends alone! [ and then will go grab ANOTHER snowball and yeet it!!
this one at least hits a child, who squawks and throws another snowball back at the group. this one hits xie lian in the hairbun when he ducks and dumps snow down the back of his robe, which makes him yelp. ]
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[ she is trying to be gentle and brush some remnants of snow off of xie lian's robe. sorry pal she can't do more than that. ]
I knew this was going to escalate.
[ because children are terrible ]
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Forgive me, but I cannot allow them to get away with this. [ Time to scoop up some snow, patting it into a ball in his hand. ] I shall fight by your side, Xie Lian!
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alphinaud's fighting spirit is INSPIRING. he straightens, again, and nods at alphinaud, expression suddenly very serious. a cultivator on the battlefield. (?) ]
Let us defend our territory, then!
[ what
anyway he is also making another snowball to throw in the directions of these nightmare children goodbye ]
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scheherazade is literally just trying to build the walls up to protect her homies. because even if they're Like This, they don't deserve to be bullied. ]
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[ Sorry, Sche. Alphinaud charges in, time to own some noobs. ]
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