WEEK SEVEN MINGLE

[grigori]

new eden: week 7 mingle the world anew

18 Remain

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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Comments

[greatdeduction]

[ME BELATEDLY REALIZING THERE ARE NO GLASSES ANYWAYS]

[IGNORE MY LACK OF BRAIN]

[He's flicking him in the forehead.]

[nbd]

[ HE ACTUALLY HAS HIS GLASSES BC HE'S BLIND OTHERWISE but it's fine. he can steal them next tag.

but also hello?? wow??? ]

What was that for?

[greatdeduction]

The urge suddenly came over me when I saw that incredibly smug face of yours! Couldn't help it!

[And now he's stealing his glasses.]

Do I look good? Hm? Hm?

[nbd]

So mean to me, Detective. Here I thought I'd be safe with you.

[ sure that's fine. he'll be blind. ]

Results are a bit fuzzy. I might need something to help getting a clear image.

[greatdeduction]

I will make sure, in your blind state, that you shall not fall into any pits or the like under my watch!

[But now he just reaches over to ruffle his hair, fondly.]

Are you well?

[nbd]

My savior! A hero among men!

[ dramatically clutching at his chest before recovering. ]

Well in which way, Mr. Sholmes? I'm always well.

[ except for the time he died but we're not talking about that. ]

[greatdeduction]

That's me! Your very own world-famous great detective!

[And a huff.]

You're as "well" as I am "well". Which is why I think we get along as much as we do.

[nbd]

I'd hope that you're more "well" than I am, if that's the case.

[ laughs. ]

[greatdeduction]

I shall be more "well" when I guarantee your safety, and ensure we all make it to our goal, living and dead. That's how it is.

[nbd]

Ambitious goals.

Well, if you're going to aim to the sky might as well reach beyond the heavens.

[greatdeduction]

[He snaps his fingers.]

And reach for the stars, yes?

[nbd]

I think that might be copyrighted, but to the stars and beyond.

[ might as well join him but on the opposite side. ]

[greatdeduction]

To the stars and beyond! I like it.

One just has to focus on those stars, yes? To keep one set on one's path...

[And a grasp on his shoulder.]

And one shan't ever be lost. [...] And that certainly goes for you.

[nbd]

[ accosting him right here in front of everyone!!!!!

him and allen both. terrible. ]

I'll try to keep that last one in mind. I'd hate to ruin the odds.

[greatdeduction]

[YEAH THAT'S WHAT YOU GET, YOU CLOWN. YOUR CLOWNS BULLYING YOU]

Please try to. I've put a nice bet on you. I can't be losing to the house now, can I? Especially when I've come this far to tear it down.

[nbd]

[ LEAVE HIM ALONE... let him perish as he should. ]

Oh? You place a bet on me? Well, if you've put that much faith in me then I guess I could give it more thought.

[greatdeduction]

[no he is loved by clowns]

Don't throw away the faith of a great detective. Else I'll haunt you like our graveyard inhabitants and throw stones at you constantly.

[nbd]

[ this is not the timeline that i thought i'd find him in. ]

But if we're both in that situation, wouldn't that mean we're both dead? Or do you mean that you'll throw rocks at me regardless?

[greatdeduction]

[automatically:]

I would throw rocks at you, regardless.