WEEK 4

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Tadashi, Sophie, and Princess Anna are dead. By now, maybe you're realizing that this plays is way more dangerous than you have ever feared, but don't worry, maybe some hope will come along the way.

For example, if anyone tries to open the Conservatory Door leading outside starting this week, they'll find that they finally have access to the graveyard and outside. You are now freely able to leave the mansion whenever you want.

Maybe you can all finally leave this place...?

20 guests remain.]

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Comments

[wannagetsmote]

Sounds like a promise.

[The question caught him by surprise for more than one reason. He was used to being everywhere no home to speak of. That was a hero's way -- never settling down and always looking for ways to help. Being trapped on an island had been a massive hindrance to his otherwise nomadic life. It had taken him at least a hundred years to get used to it.]

Around, I guess. Nowhere in particular. It's a long story. Complicated.

[toogoodforhim]

Huh. Well, that's pretty much the opposite from me.

[If the non-answer or the apparent complicatedness bothers him, he doesn't seem fussed by it.]

Sunny and warm, anyway, that much I've gathered.

[From their conversations and their apparent running joke about being cold.]

[wannagetsmote]

Lots of ocean and islands, but I never stayed in one place long enough. Guess you could say the sky was my home. Maybe the sea? I did a lot of wayfinding -- voyaging.

Sailing, you might call it?

[Lefou was quickly wriggling his way under Maui's skin, it seemed. Normally, he would have taken the time to keep talking about himself, ignoring the potential for an actual conversation. But the man's mention of home compared to Maui's own was enough to spark his curiosity.]

What about you? If it's the opposite, what's your home like? Cold and without water?

[toogoodforhim]

Never been sailing myself, but I'm familiar with the term. That sounds... [Lonely.] exciting. I bet you've seen nearly all there is to see,

[He began cutting the meat into smaller, more reasonably bite-sized pieces. But the question made him pause. He had to think about his answer as he slid the meat carefully into the large pot, then turned and leaned his back against the counter, arms braced against the edge.]

There's ocean on two sides of the country, but the village that I'm from is somewhere in the middle. Rivers cut through her to her heart, but rivers don't make good sailing. There's mountains, and forests, and green hills that catch the light just right at sunset and make the whole world look like it's burning.

[He sounded like he missed it.]

And yes, it gets chilly at night. Even in summer.