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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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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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even xie lian is like this!!! for as terrible as these little children are, he is laughing. even when he gets pelted with another snowball - this is just one of the most ridiculous things that has ever happened to him. ]
Ahaha - ah, ah, cold, cold! [ did you know robes are really not actually that great for the winter? they are not. he manages to ball up another snowball and ducks out of the way that goes sailing over his head to hit another passerby. ]
Hold strong, Miss Scheherazade! And - [ throwing another snowball! ] -- Duck!
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Can't you just surrender and take the loss?
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[ So yeah, he's totally pelting more kids with snowballs over here. And getting smacked with them right back. ]
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We are defending our homeland! [ and giggling, he tosses a snowball at a kid very gently, just letting them pelt him with snowballs in exchange. chaos. incredible. ]
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[ well. at least they're having fun. ]