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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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This is fine. ]
Threaten the mime to give us first prize.
[ CHEAT CHEAT CHEAT ]
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[The mime is slowly coming to but looks dazed. If anyone is going to bully the mime now is the time.]
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Hey, do you have a concussion? No? Do you WANT to have one? [
TELL US WE'VE WON.
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Hm. ]
Don’t beat up the clown.
[ Yeah. ]
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[Rin, ever the emotional one, reaches out to grab Akira's arm.
At the same time, a circular area of about an 8-foot diameter across abruptly bursts into a swirling blue fireball. This should be familiar to Akira actually, and much like the last time Rin got on with his fire nonsense it doesn't harm any of the people present. The smell of sulfur is strong but the fire just feels pleasantly warm to the touch. It looks more intimidating than it is.
...to people, at least. The icy sculptures and the snowy ground never stood a chance.
By the time Rin's literally fiery outburst is done and swirls away into nothing, everyone in the direct vicinity around Rin, Akira, and the mime is standing in about 2 feet of water. The chilly water is very uncomfortable and getting out of the sinkhole is probably important because it doesn't take long for hypothermia to set in.
And yes, 'sinkhole'. Because the 2 feet of water is at the bottom of an 8-foot-deep blast radius made directly into the snowy ground itself. Somehow Rin has absolutely destroyed the entire competition in about 15 seconds.
Whoops.]
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or maybe he doesn't care. ]What, so can you can melt him instead!?!? [ Once he sees the mime isn't charcoal he drops him into the water momentarily before grabbing him again so he doesn't drown. ]
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[Well. He can at least help stand the mime up and get him out of the hole in the ground. Noooo drowning the mime! And then he'll call up out of the hole:]
Oiiiii! Joonghyuk! Give us a hand here, yeah?
[He is not aware that YJH has already walked away.]
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I guess he doesn't like getting wet. [ His brain does not compute being abandoned. ]
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[The mime is. Still unconscious.]
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Let's leave him at the bar, maybe he'll think he was just shitfaced.
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Uh, I think he's gonna know what happened.
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No, he's not.
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Rin just gives Akira a disapproving look.]
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[ Time to setup a mime and then sleep forever. ]