Week 1 Mingle
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Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base and itβs the start of a new week!
Good thing, too. After the deaths of Tamaki Suoh and Beauregard, the tension around the base may be a bit higher than it was before. Should anyone try to contact the deceased or review their profiles, they will find that they have been deleted from everyone's phones.
Or maybe you don't care and this is life as usual. That's fine, too. With everything in working order once again, the elevator reveals that it may now visit the second floor. Perhaps itβs worth checking out these new areas, free for exploration.
While you can't contact the deceased, the Avatars are once again available via their eight symbols. Shoot them a message, have a chat with them, and see what you can learn. Perhaps you'll find it easier this week.
But...while adjusting to life here may be easier to handle, you may find other things which used to come easy have been tempered this week. Are you well-known for your swordfighting skills? Suddenly you'll find you can barely hold a blade. Do you pride yourself on your sociable personality? A crippling shyness may overwhelm you, making it difficult to speak to people at all. As the week goes on, it becomes clear that the special trait or skill you've invested so much time and energy in is no longer something that comes easily to you.
Looks like it's back to the basics.
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Every master is as strong as the servant behind them, you know.
[they place the cup, on a saucer, in front of gu yun, the handle turned the correct way.]
Here you are. Genmaicha, green tea mixed with roasted and popped brown rice.
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I am, I am. The entire Marquis's Manor is in his care, and always has been - I think it'd all fall to pieces if he did leave. [ gu yun takes the cup, careful with the handle (tea cups with handles! Westerners,) and lifts it. ] He was there when I was born, and he'll likely be there when I die. I'm starting to think the old man may be immortal, which might explain a thing or two.
Thank you, Gluttony. [ with a duck of his head, politely, he'll try it.. and, oh! it's good, even for his picky baby tastebuds. ]
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[sometimes, servants are immortal. like batman's.]
You are welcome. Enjoy.
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anyway!! lifting his cup again in acknowledgement!! ]
Are you sure you wouldn't like to join me?
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[politely, they have a seat in a chair adjacent to gu yun. they sit straight in the back, but cross one leg over the other. they are wearing
very tall, tight, black leather stiletto boots apparently.]
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Pfpfffft--
[ HE CAN'T NOT LAUGH THINKING ABOUT THIS BEING HUO DAN at least he doesn't spit out this delicious tea all over the table.
he. clears his throat with a cough after a minute and has to reach up to wipe at his eye under his liuli glass, like he's wiping away a tear. ] Hahaa... no, certainly not... Ohh, my sides.
[ terrible ] Is that part of your uniform or a personal choice?
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[what the hell, don't laugh? how dare you laugh at them. hmph. MAYBE HUO DAN WOULD LIKE TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN IN HIS LIFE AND WEAR A PAIR OF VERY NICE RED BOTTOMS?]
Ah. A personal choice. It is something I have not been able to wear in some time.
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[ ahem. oh god. listen huo dan is like eighty gu yun would support him but the mental image is too funny. do your best huo dan. ]
That's interesting, though - very unexpected!
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[please let huo dan resT HIS OLD BONES.]
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[ (envy unmasks in public like 2 days later) ]
It's a form of indulgence in its own right, isn't it? Dressing in things you can't often wear.
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[why is envy the way he is. closes eyes.]