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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[bloodread]

[ Looks to yjh and nods approvingly and then gives his ice block one gigantic whack. Close enough.]

Can you just do that? I wanna go sleep.

[malewife]

[ He has carved a majestic lion? Except it’s melting.

Which makes him frown… ]

You. [ To the mime. ] Is the weather here warmer than usual? Why is the ice melting so quickly?

[ He is considering calling Yomiel just to have them keep his Lion ice sculpture cool?? ]

[aono]

[Rin's is just a big block with a carving tool stuck in it. What did he hit that was so hard? And now it's melting and the mime is silently judging him.]

I could but it might not work too- stop making that face, I know! I'm trying!

[That last bit is directed at the mime.]

[bloodread]

[ The mime comes over and stares disapprovingly at all, shaking his head and tapping his foot. As magnificent as the lion is, the mime apparently had another sculpture in mind.

Akira is too tired for all of this, so his only response is to flick some of the melting ice at the mime. It's fine. ]

[malewife]

You are barely a teacher and have no right to chastise Okumura Rin. We have received no instructions from you.

[ The mine tries to point that Joonghyuk’s sculpture is nice?? ]

The king is dying, don’t you see?

[ HIS LION IS MELTING?? ]

[aono]

[The mime keeps gesturing angrily, and then it gets flicked by slush and it starts to simmer in anger. Then it looks like it's yelling but it's a mime so no sound is coming out.

Rin is so done though.]

Yeah yeah, I can gesture too!

[See icon.]

[bloodread]

Make that two. [ He is also flipping the mime off. ]

[malewife]

... Should we carve them an ice jail?

[yueshen]

[ a snowball from a random direction

hits yjh in the back while this is happening ]

[aono]

[Rin had been about to answer. But then that snowball hits yjh and Rin just. Stops.

And he tries really hard not to laugh but it's obvious he's trying not to laugh.]

[malewife]

[ Joonghyuk is gone to attack Xie Lian. ]

[bloodread]

The hell? [ Looks at yjh leaving, looks to rin then looks to the mime as if he can explain. ]

[aono]

Dude! We have a contest going on!

[He looks to Akira, then to the mime. Then he shrugs.

His ice block is now about 20% smaller because of the melting.]

[malewife]

[ Sometimes you have to bean royalty with snow.

It looks like he's coming back. ]

[bloodread]

[ Well if that's taken care of, sure. Akira looks back at his ice sculpture which is a goopy mess. ]

Is it really a contest at this point.

[aono]

We could just have a small sculpture maybe.

[And Rin tries to stab the ice again. But this time his chisel strikes a hidden rock and breaks in two.

The piece not stuck in the ice is now headed right for Joonghyuk.]

[malewife]

[ He whacks that piece of ice with his sword like a baseball bat. Where it lands? Who it hits?

Not his problem. ]

[bloodread]

[ !!!

Dodging out of the way and into his ice statue, crumbling what's left. The piece of ice keeps going and hits the mime right in the face. ]

[malewife]

… Have you regretted doing your job improperly yet, mime?

[ YES? The mime is now crying silently on the floor… Holding their head as if it hurt a lot.

It probably did, but it was also smol ice, right? It was melting as it flew in the air? Joonghyuk has no sympathy. ]

[aono]

[RIP that Mime, have a nice nap on the ice.

Rin stands there looking somewhat guilty. For about 1 second. Then he goes to run over to the mime to check and make sure they're not dead.

And he fukken. Slips on the wet ground. Which is wet from the fast-melting ice. Incoming!]

[bloodread]

[ Akira also thinks the mime is Mcfaking it. But then he sees Rin go down and he's scrambling to catch him. ]

Rin you— [ And then he's slipping cause he's been up 24 hours at this point? Coordination hard. Where are they sliding to who the hell knows they're one slippery katamari of mime and teens. ]

[malewife]

[ …………………

Joonghyuk just watches the teenagers bowling ball toward the mime like their ice sculpture instructor is a single bowling pin.

He considers the mime might break some bones cause it’s two boys. One is very tall.

Well.






Suffer, mime. ]

[aono]

[Joonghyuk, apparently: perish.

Yeah Rin is screaming as he slides across the ground, the mime really has no chance here. Two sliding bodies becomes three as they take the mime along with them.

Eventually they'll crash into someone else's sculpture and ruin that too. How horrible.]

[bloodread]

[ Crash, but hey this means they've eliminated some of the competition? Akira grumbles and untangles himself enough to grab the Mime by his collar and shake him. ]

You're not allowed to die until you tell us we're done with this stupid shit. [ Is this even how the task works, Akira does not care. ]

[malewife]

[ Joonghyuk looks around at the other sculptures that are still melting, some of them knocked down or over by the boys…

This is fine. ]

Threaten the mime to give us first prize.

[ CHEAT CHEAT CHEAT ]