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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[ Kotetsu is there immediately when he hears the howling. There's panic in his face when he sees the look on Sholmes and the body he's carrying.

Both he and Finley go to the man, daemon and child. It's hard to find words, but he reaches out to touch his arm. ]

Sholmes...

[ Finley goes to check on Irene, trying to comfort her any way possible. ]

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...

[His eyes flick to the other man, but there's not much change in his blank expression. Irene also just lays down in the snow as Finley approaches, not lifting her head.]

...Hm. [He finally says, quiet. There's an unusual sharpness in his voice as he speaks.] If there really is a god out there...I'd rather think I'd like to kill him.

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[ Finley lays down next to Irene, trying to move closer. As close as Irene will let her. ]

...Yeah. Do you... want to talk?

[ He doesn't like this one bit. Hearing Sholmesthis cold. Disconnected. He sees why, but. He doesn't have a clue what happened and has no idea if he can help. ]

Tell me anything I can do for you right now. No matter what it is.

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There's nothing you can do.

[A shake of the head. He looks down at Rika in his arms.]

...I promised you I'd look after her. And now she's...

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[ He's trying to stay firm. He needs to try to be something secure for Sholmes right now. ]

I'm sure you did everything you could. Please... don't blame yourself. Be angry at the ones who did this. But let the others take her now, Sholmes. You need to be healed. Let me take care of you.

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...

No. I didn't do enough.

[He says, like it's a fact. Like that's something that can never be changed.]

[But at the last part, he nods.]

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[ Once Kim has taken Rika from Sholmes' arms, he reaches to touch the man's face so softly. Maybe there's a small part of him that's worried he'll shatter. He leans forward to press a kiss on Sholmes' forehead and then rests his own forehead against Sholmes' own. ]

I know that isn't true. I believe in you. But we won't discuss that here.

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...

[He doesn't react to the touches, or the kiss. He just stares, like he's seeing something in the distance that's approaching, like a black cloud.]

[He does nod, though.]

Alright.

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[ He sighs and moves to wrap his arm around Sholmes, softly. ]

Let's go.

[ Finley offers her back to Irene if she wants it. ]