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WEEK SEVEN MINGLE
new eden: week 7 mingle
the world anew
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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[ he'll just give her a small shrug, giving her a wry smile. ]
It must have been tough for you, too.
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I've tried not to think about it.
[Which has been hard when his notes kept reaching the rolegroup and yjh decided to summon him for charades!!]
It's not something I would wish to repeat.
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[ flat looks thoughtful about it, before speaking up in a neutral tone. ]
So you voted for yourself because you felt guilty. Right?
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Not wholly. I felt guilty for what I'd done, yes, but I had no plans to sacrifice myself either.
Had we been certain of another's guilt, I would have voted for them. But as it was, we were uncertain--so I voted for the murderer I was certain of. That's all.
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Suigetsu...?
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Suigetsu was being accused of my crime. I knew he was innocent of killing Roxis--as he said, he would have been stupid to commit a murder that involved the water when we all would tie it to him.
That he was guilty after all was a fortunate coincidence.
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flat crosses his arms, an eyebrow raised. ]
Hmm...so that's what they mean to agree to disagree...
[ maybe their viewpoints are too different. flat may often differ from other magi, but sometimes their thought processes are similar. ah, well! ]
Well, it is what it is. Can't change that now, can we? Good thing it was Mister Joonghyuk with the feather and not you, I guess!
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Full glad am I that he was able to continue helping with things from the other side. But it did make things stressful once I joined the rest of you, especially when you said he'd visited you.
Hopefully we shall restore them all to the living world soon.