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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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What have we here, a criminal?
[ he crouches down. polaris shifts in a blur of white and gold dust, transforming from wolf to ermine in a blink. the daemon slithers between the bars to sit with lup in her little jail and puts his tiny lil paws on the bars. JAIL! he just looks up at her with beady little ermine eyes and squeaks sadly.
kaeya just sighs and ungloves his hands, holding them out to her through the bars. come. get warm. ]
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she gives him such a look at his teasing, and promptly gets distracted by the ermine. wah!! cute!! did you know one of her daemons would also be weasel/stoutlike... adorable. anyway, she almost reaches out to pet, and then remembers abruptly that she's not supposed to.]
I'm innocent! Imprisoned for false crimes! [huff. but she will take his hands. hers are icy. girl has no circulation, so she wrinkles her nose when he touches her hands just because it almost hurts to have them warmed up.]
This is an outrage.
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polaris does curl up very close next to her, just keeping her company in her lil jail. he looks comfy beside her. ]
How long did they say they were keeping you here, hopefully not after dark.
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I hope not after dark. You'd wake up and find a Lupsicle. [huff.] ... I think I'm in timeout. Hopefully it shouldn't last forever.
This place sucks! By the way!
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Every place we go to inevitably sucks, [ he sighs deeply, dropping down to sit his ass on the snow. ] Where are you even staying? Do you have a room?
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Uhhhh... well, I slept on a couch last night. Which is probably how they caught me, actually.
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maybe one day if he doesn't die first or u know if u don't die first. please don't die, lup.]Let me see if we can have a cot sent to mine and Power's room. At the very least, it would be better than being kicked out after sleeping on the couch, hm? You're with us, technically.
Or perhaps the Watchers should be the ones to set you up in your own room. I'll ask around, hm? Better accommodations for our traveling guest.
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I'm not gonna say no to any sort of room, as long as it's not an ice couch. [she shivers a bit.] ... Thanks, Kaeya.