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WEEK 7 MINGLE
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Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base, and it’s the start of a new week!
Good thing, too. After the death of Tartaglia Childe...well, perhaps there isn't any tension at all? Hard to say. Should anyone try to contact the deceased or review their profiles, they will find that they have been deleted from everyone's phones.
Perhaps you expect this by now, but it seems that the elevator reveals that it may now visit the eighth floor. It may be worth checking out these new areas, free for exploration. If you're feeling incredibly ambitious, you can also take a more in-depth look. Strange things are happening, little sinners. Don't be shy now.
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.
If you aren't too distracted, that is. For the most part, it may feel as though there isn't anything strange about this week. Everything proceeds as normal and life on the base is calm again. But every now and then, you'll feel a burning in your hand right where your tattoo is as it loses its color and fades to black temporarily. A sudden swell courses through your veins, almost as if being injected with a higher amount of your specific indulgence. You'll find it nearly impossible to do anything else until you act on it, draining the indulgence away and bringing color back to your marking. This won't always happen, and this won't always happen at a convenient time. It may be best to plan ahead. After all...if you ignore it for too long, you may find yourself changing. Those aligned with Envy may find themselves with several new eyes. Those aligned with Gluttony may find claws and a tail beginning to grow. Those aligned with Pride may feel a sharp pain in their head as a crown of thorns embeds itself into their skin. But the sooner you act, the sooner these changes will disappear.
Dedication's sweet, isn't it? Do try to give it your all.
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[Now that he's free he's wheezing a bit, but he doesn't seem actually hurt in any way. Someone managed to stay out of trouble in deadland.]
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Ahh, my bad, I don't watch my strength when I get excited - I'm just... really glad you're back.
Welcome back.
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...yes, well. It's good to be back.
I missed all of you. ...some of you.
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... yeah. I.... [ . . . . ] She told me.
[ . . . . and there's a little twist of guilt there, even as he lets go of luca and rests a hand over his own chest before bowing his head]
... I'm sorry. For a lot of things but -
I really.... wish I'd done more to protect you, like I said I would.
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[Hearing that actually makes his mood drop a little more? Boy he's remembering things he thought he had gotten over already.]
It wasn't your fault. I don't think I could have woken you up that night anyway. I think I'm more disappointed than anything else.
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[he looks like he wants to say something but he chokes on the words. there's a lot of commotion in the next few moments, the avatars coming back and mineo glances in that direction before he faces luca again and just reaches out to touch his arm]
.... Can we talk later? I get it if the answer's no.
But I think I have a lot left that I want to say to you - that I should've said earlier.
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[Mineo why do you make it sound like it's a fucking love confession??? He knows it's not going to be one, but goddamn.]
Er, sure. We can meet up later. I did have some questions for you too.
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but he just nods at that]
Yeah, of course. I'll give you some room and find you later then.