( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: 40 The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors. The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel. And speaking of the motel, it seems like the Storage room has unlocked itself overnight. How quaint. Welcome to Week 2's mingle, everyone! As of this week, we are now accepting murder proposals. If you're interested in having your character murder someone this week, please send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. We'll be contacting you on plurk over the week to finalize the details, or ask for rescheduling if necessary. As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions! ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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never be sorry this is beautiful

[thawedheart]

[It all happens so fast, Yukina has nowhere near enough time to process it.

One minute, she's falling, fully expecting a hard thud. The next - there is a thud, but she feels no pain. It registers on her, slowly, that she heard a voice as she was falling. And there's someone under her now.

Wait a minute...]

Per...cival-san?

[She recognizes those abs.]

I-I'm... I'm okay. Um.

She recognizes those abs.]

[lohengrins]

Are you certain? You don't sound as though you are. [ he looks up at her, a little perplexed. ]

I suppose we can check once you've gotten off of me. Whenever you decide to do that.

[ it is, unfortunately, somewhat amusing. ]

[thawedheart]

[Once she's...?

Yukina's eyes go wide, and she jerks back, scrambling off of him. Oh. Oh, whoops.]

I'm so sorry— I didn't realize...

[Well. No, she did realize, that was the problem. She just got distracted. Flustered, she holds her hands out to help him up.]

Are you okay...? You protected me... you weren't hurt, were you?

[lohengrins]

It's fine. [ he's more entertained than irritated, honestly speaking. he takes her hand, hoisting himself up within a few seconds or so. ]

I wasn't. It's a scratch at most. You need to be more careful, however.

[ suddenly, he tilts his head with concern. ]

Is something troubling you?

[thawedheart]

[Yukina lets out a small sigh of relief as he gets up. A bump on the head, a scratch - it's a minor enough injury, and for that, she can be glad.

...that he got hurt at all trying to help her still doesn't sit right with her, though.]

I'm glad you're not hurt badly.

[She looks exhausted, but that's... understandable enough, probably. It doesn't seem like anyone's been sleeping soundly since Monday.]

...it's nothing that everyone else isn't also dealing with... I'll be okay.

[lohengrins]

I've endured much worse. [ said pompously and with a smirk at that. it quickly fades upon hearing what she says next, however. he appears to be deep in thought — as though he can't quite relate to what she's saying.

percival has been sleeping fine. ]

Whatever they're telling you is wrong.

Have more faith in yourself, Yukina.

[thawedheart]

[Whatever they're telling you is wrong...

What must it be like, she wonders, to be sure enough of yourself to be able to say something like that with such conviction?

He seems so sure of what he's saying, and it allows some of the tension to drain out of her shoulders - allows her to manage a small, strained smile.]

...I think that was exactly what I needed to hear... thank you, Percival-san.

[lohengrins]

Hmph. You have nothing to thank me for. [ despite his bluntness, he offers her a soft smile. ]

If you need to hear the truth again, you know where to find me. For the meanwhile, you should probably return to whatever it was you were doing — before you fell asleep.

[thawedheart]

Yes, of course... thank you.

[Her smile becomes a little lighter, a little less strained, and she nods.]

And...! If there's anything I can help you with while we're here, please let me know. I'd like to be friends with you.

[He's kind! And friends help each other out.]