WEEK FIVE MINGLE

[grigori]

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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Comments

[allyship]

Spike had the misfortune of being stabbed towards the end, yes. [he winces.] I've been better, but I'm alive.

[yueshen]

Please get your injuries at least bandaged and treated immediately, Rochalizo.

[ he looks very worried, but - at least he knows rochalizo is not xie lian about it probably not going to run off. ] And do not intend to merely suffer through them after the fact, either.

[ key word is probably. his brow knits, but he gives him a small, just slightly relieved smile from where he's working on spike. ] I'm glad you've all returned to us, at least.

[allyship]

I would like use of my hand again, at least.

[because that entire arm is pretty useless right now.]

... As if I'd accept anything less.

[arcsplainist]

[ HELLO ]

Ser Rochalizo—allow me to assist you, if that is your wish.

[allyship]

[he eyes alphi for a second.]

... Very well. You have my gratitude.

[arcsplainist]

You needn't thank me. Here.

[ Alphinaud lifts a hand close to him, which begins to emit a white glow. Go go gadget healing. ]

[allyship]

[thank u inspector alphi

after a few moments, he experimentally removes the sling from his hand, flexing his fingers. yay, not broken anymore. the movement of his arm's still a little awkward, and some general movements of his body still cause him to wince, but nothing's bleeding anymore. (well. besides his effect-induced injury.)]

It seems to have done the job sufficiently.

[arcsplainist]

Full glad am I to hear. You will still need a few days rest– [ He saw that wincing. ] –but you seem a reasonable man, so I trust you will take it easy without my saying so.

[allyship]

No need to worry about that, unless Suigetsu returns from the dead and I'm selected to execute him again.

[arcsplainist]

[ Ha ha ha... ]

We will see to it that you are not selected to execute anyone this coming weekend.

[yueshen]

[ he huffs a little, relieved, and nods. san lang, who has gone from ferret to qilin in xie lian's protective concern, chuffs loudly up at rochalizo and his daemon in a similar manner. ]

Good. We need you. [ and xie lian is very much included in that "we". ]

...Will you tell me of what happened, later? We should convene once everyone's been taken care of, before we're locked in for the evening.

[allyship]

[... it's always so strange, to be told that he's needed.]

All right.

[yueshen]

[ fwiendship ]

Good. Please let Alphinaud heal you, now.