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WEEK SEVEN MINGLE
new eden: week 7 mingle
the world anew
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After all this time, you should be used to waking up to unfamiliar surroundings, right? But, this time, you're not in a bed. There's no roof over your head. It's certainly an unconventional experience, to say the least, but you're here, now. And this is meant to be the end, isn't it..?
So let's get started.
A lush, green forest greets you as you step out into the world outside the cave you awaken in, greeted by soft birdsong and the constant sound of water from every side. The skies above are crisp and blue, but the clouds you can just barely see on the lip of the cliffside so far above you are tinged in dark colors, the promise of rain in the air. Everywhere around you is life, life, life, but no signs of people besides you. Best to find your bearings, and head out.

Waiting for you all in the clearing is Rameel, Satariel, and Yomiel who look to be feeling both anxious and excited for what's in store for everyone this week.
Rameel, with some dramatics that had been missing the last time they were standing before everyone, stands with both arms on their hips and their one wing raised up proudly. Their daemon in the form of a cacomistle on their shoulder. "Here we are! The place of our final showdown and where we're going to end things. It's an interesting battle ground but I hope you are all ready."
Yomiel gives Rameel an unsure glance at those words before addressing everyone themselves. "If we're lucky, we'll get through this without having to fight that much." Their daemon, an ocelot, makes a noise of agreement from their heels. "It's the last stretch, either way, so let's not waste the chance while we've got it. But maybe we should introduce ourselves properly this time."
Satariel pumps their fists, once, when Yomiel says this, daemon fluttering back and forth as a raven, a flurry of excited nerves in the form of black feathers. "Yomiel is right. One last form of rebellion on our own, before we take the final running jump into it together The Celestials will probably join us later, for a little while, but for now..."
All three of the Temporals look at each other, before reaching up for their masks and their hoods, their cloak clasps, and...

Another new week, another new side effect of traveling. Your loose lips are gone, so there'll be no sinking ships (probably?) this go around. Instead, you'll find a word or string of them tattooed somewhere on your body that you certainly didn't have the night before when you went to bed. These words reflect what you perceive your greatest sin or your worst regret to be, and they certainly do not wash off, no matter how hard you try. This effect lasts all week.
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monday;
yuri has so much camping stuff. like. so much. there's tents, blankets, even those ones that make you look like you're trussed up like a christmas turkey. there's also kits and packs with things like flasks, water purifying tablets, self-heating grills for cooking, collapsing pans and tools for cooking.
he just gestures at them. ]
If you don't have something, now's the time to grab it.
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Glad someone slipped that note under all the doors. Looks like we've got a lot of things prepared.
[ He isn't taking anything, since he has a lot of stuff himself. But he is appreciative of Yuri doing this. ]
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It didn't sound like we'd be going anywhere else where money was going to matter, so I figured I might as well use what I had.
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Imagine having money... [ It's said a bit wryly. ] But it was a good call.
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Just con a whole world out of money for fake book preorders. That's how we did it.
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Fake book preorders?
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Good choices. I've got a couple of spares, too. And a wood axe, if anyone wants to get us some firewood.
[Reluctantly, he adds...] I could use a hand moving things, though. When we figure out where we're setting up camp.
[He's got bottled water, non-perishable food, a couple of sleeping bags and blankets, some tools, but also, still just one arm.]
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[ someone. someone went a bit wild. ]
No worries. I can't carry all this myself either, so... we can make a few trips.
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Please tell me this is the last of it.
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Pretty much, yeah. I brought some stuff with me initially. [ polaris is clearly the hardest worker here. ]
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Better over than under prepared. Isn't like we'll need the money wherever we're going...
[ paw on leg. what next? polaris grumbles a little, like he tries to talk sometimes. ]
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True. At least we’ve all got shelter, wherever we decide to pitch camp.
[ yes polaris? what’s up. ]
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[ attention. love. whatever u will give him. he headbutts his hip. like a big cat. ]
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[Rin try not to look so excited.]
I know how to cook over an open fire too.
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YEAH
WE’LL GO WITH THAT. ]
That’s good at least. I’ve done some outdoor cooking as well — and I bought probably way too much food? But hey. Better comfortably fed than starving.
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[Camping camping~]
Let's tell ghost stories at night!
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Oh! And do a test of courage! This place seems like it’d have a bunch of creepy spots that go bump in the night.
[ And not just because wild detective are out there trying to get some time alone ]
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... A- ahem. Or any other kinds of stories, as well.
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Ohh. I have one about a haunted ship I explored once.
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