Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well that was a busy day, huh? But despite all that, a good majority of you are reasonable people, and are smart enough to find an escape without resorting to deadly violence. Maybe if you put your heads together, you'll find a way to get out of here! After all, the host is practically in shambles already, what can he do?

The whole first floor of the manor is open for your leasure now, with the only change being that there's now a set of rules in the foyer hanging on the wall.

Let the games begin.]

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY]

Comments

[used_realtears]

...okay, I guess that's true. But it'd be nice to have when we get out, right? [Yeah, he's already thinking about that fact.]

[hasit]

If they use the same money here as they do in your home world, sure.

[used_realtears]

...maybe there's somewhere they change it? [There's a pause.] Wait, do you think we could just sell these to a museum? They look kind of old, right? [Noby gets weird ideas sometimes.]

[hasit]

I...

[WHAT A STRANGE BOY]

Worth a try, I guess. Either way, these games aren't a good pastime for little kids to be taking up, exactly.

I can't wait for Leia to yell at Stan

[used_realtears]

[Look he loves stories about hunting for treasure.] Yeah, I know. I've heard they're specifically for adults.

[hasit]

Really? From who?

[used_realtears]

Um, from my dad. I was just curious, and that was what he told me about that stuff.

[hasit]

Well, your dad was right. But I'm sure there are other games that don't involve money trading hands. That might be a little more age-appropriate, huh?

[used_realtears]

Yeah...I guess I have enough bad luck with kid games...

[hasit]

Have you ever played Solitaire? Or Go Fish?

[used_realtears]

Oh, I know those games! I never win at Solitaire though. And I always pick the wrong person in Go Fish...

[hasit]

Then clearly, you need some more practice. And, look, we've got a whole lot of free time around here.

[used_realtears]

[He nods.] Okay! That sounds much better than what that zombie-man wants us to do!

[hasit]

...Yes, well, most things do. Personally, I think he's full of you-know-what.

[used_realtears]

[He giggles a little.] I'm glad most people here think that!

[hasit]

As am I. It makes me feel a little better that...that perhaps nobody will try anything funny.

[used_realtears]

[He nods again.] Yeah...oh, what's your name, miss? I'm sorry, I forgot to ask!

[hasit]

'Miss'. [She chuckles, shaking her head.] It's been awhile since someone's called me that. I'm Leia. And you're Nobi, yes?

[used_realtears]

Yeah! [He hasn't retained all the bios, unfortunately. Although he does remember a bit of hers now.] I'm, um, sorry to read that about your son.

[hasit]

[Her lips press into a thin line, and she looks troubled. She'd really rather that wasn't public knowledge, of course, but...]

That's alright. What happened to my son...that was as much my fault as anyone's, I suppose.

[used_realtears]

Huh? Why? [From what Noby knows, moms won't admit to doing wrong so simply.]

[hasit]

I...

[She sighs, shakes her head.]

I don't think it's something I want to go into, really. It's painful to talk about.

[used_realtears]

Oh...yeah. [That makes sense, he supposes.] Maybe...he'll come home eventually? [He must miss his mom somewhat, right? Right?]

[hasit]

[Leia's shoulders drop, and so does her gaze.]

You know, I hoped so. For a very long time. But...now I don't think that'll ever be the case. My boy...he's gone.

[used_realtears]

[He stares for a bit, then reaches forward to pat her on the hand.] I'm...real sorry to hear that...