Week 4

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Two more people died this week. Two children. And they died because of a freak accident. Despite all your protests, Randall refused to let Jane get away despite being innocent.

But there is a tiny ray of hope now, which comes in the form of the mirror. Now that the mirror is public information, you can see people you care about, even if they are dead and trapped in hell. Not only that, but you now now that someone is trying to save you all from the predicament that you're in. And this time there's a good chance that he won't turn out to be a heartless mass murderer!

Still, the ideas for the plan are vague and you have no idea when you will actually get out. It's hard to keep up hope when your only chance of living might still end with you horribly killed, isn't it?

At least you have a new floor and the ability to wash your clothes now.

26 guests remain.]

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Comments

[not_over_yet]

[ ...This is actively a serious situation and he will not laugh, he refuses but that's a very difficult resolution to stick to. ]

If you don't want him in here, I can keep him. I'm sure I could figure something out, dresser or no dresser. ...You've a point about the drawer, that would. Likely not go over well. [ Doubtful look at Facilier. (...sorry about the suggestion to keep you in a drawer, sir, it was not a good idea, he sees that now) ]

The ah, voice situation isn't fixable, then. That's. [ Kinda really depressing to hear, he'd hoped something could be done about that. ]

...Would Miss Ariel want to meet him, or is this [ just vague gesturing to THE WHOLE. UNDEAD SEVERED HEAD. THING. ] ...completely out of the question?

[ how do girlfriends work. how do fathers work. how do the undead work. ALL OF THESE AREAS ARE UNCHARTED TERRITORY. ]

[faciliheir]

No, no, I'm... [ugh. runs a hand over her face.] I'll take him. Half 'cause it's probably the filial thing to do, and half 'cause literally every word you've said about your room sounds bad. And no, it's. Not something I know how to fix. If it even can be.

[so that's something to feel guilt about it's fine she's fine.]

Showing severed heads only works on some girls. [beat] Oh. Of course everybody already knows exactly who it is. Because I'm obvious. Am I obvious? Harry used to say I "mooned," whatever that means. Do I moon?

[not_over_yet]

...You and Miss Ariel clearly care for each others' welfare and spend a good deal of time together. My room being beside hers, I've a bit more awareness of who visits her specifically--and during the week with the curses, you brought her one of those pastries you'd been so conflicted on how to best consume. You were quite attached to those pastries, you'd hardly gift one to someone you weren't likewise attached to. If you'd said "girlfriend" and then presented any other of the young women here, I'd not have believed you. Can't say I've noticed any "mooning".

[ Miiiight be a bit annoyed noticing this is being attributed to Freddie telegraphing over his being perceptive. He'd hardly thought he'd uncovered some great secret, but really. "Basil knows, that can only be from everyone knowing, that's not an obnoxious assumption at all."

Priorities. He continues not to have good ones. ]

[faciliheir]

...

Cool, my emotions can now safely move from "embarrassed" to "completely weirded out that you not only noticed all that but remember it off the top of your head." Thanks.

[not_over_yet]

[ That is the proper reaction, thank you. ]

If there's anything I can do to assist with... [ indicate her father's head, remember he's. actually kinda fucked up here a bit, maybe ] I. ah. may not have. planned enough [ or at all ] about. things... in general.

[faciliheir]

Nah, I'll be. Fine. I guess. I'll figure something out.

[pause]

Wait, you had a question, right? I got really distracted by the whole "you were dragging my dad's head through the door" thing.

[not_over_yet]

[ He did? ...Oh, she means the cover story. That had been sort of presented as a question, hadn't it. ]

Ah, no--I did, yes, but you already answered it.

[ Starts heading off again, making a mental note to. figure out some way to address the voice issue. ]

[faciliheir]

Huh. Guess I did.

[... oh god now this is solely her own problem great--]

[not_over_yet]

[ Unfortunately:

(practice at masking ~feelings~) + (he's already focused on a new subject) = yeah he's gonna keep on walking.

What's distracting him is how to go about getting Facilier's voice back though, so. Sorta-kinda not solely leaving this all on her? ]