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( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )
 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! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |
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[ heather glances over at yukina again, long enough to get a head to toe look at her. she was strange. but she didn't seem hostile. her paranoia warped that, made her afraid of yukina despite her seeming innocence, but she didn't want to look nuttier than she already did. she nodded once. ]
I dunno why you'd want to, but whatever. That's fine. [ she waves over a flat cardboard box. ] You can use these if you want. To pass the time. They're markers I got from Crappy.. for my little art project.
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[It's an idle thought, sort of mumbled under her breath, and Yukina feels silly for voicing it a moment after the words are out. All of this going on, and she's thinking about cookies...
When Heather waves the box, she moves closer to get a better look at them.]
It would be a nice distraction... I guess. Thank you. [She smiles and takes one (1) marker out, then looks at Heather.] ...do you mind if I ask what that symbol you were drawing is?
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[ said quietly, because she's trying to not be mean. she really is. honestly though, a cookie would be pretty damn good right about now.
at yukina's question, heather turns back to look at the designs she'd doodled. she scans them for a good second, then grabs at her head as if she suddenly developed a migraine. ]
It's.. complicated. And I can't really explain it. It's like this design that I keep seeing that's etched into my mind, and it always makes me feel strange. For some reason, I thought I'd feel better if I drew it. But I can't get it completely right, so I just ended up frustrated. It's stupid and was a waste of time.
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She's quite readily distracted from it when Heather clutches her head, and she reaches out to her, her brows furrowing in concern.]
Are you okay...?
[...the voices?]
...I don't think it's a waste... if you do manage to get it right, and you feel better, won't that be worth it?
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[ it's curt. truth be told, she had been having migraines a lot lately — even before coming to Yuggoth. the whispers just exacerbated it. this whole week was basically an overlong migraine. she holds her hand up as a gentle way of saying 'please don't touch me'. ]
I don't know why I even thought it'd make me feel better. Maybe just more.. connected. To myself.
[ she's not really sure what she's saying either, it just sounds right. ]
.. Can you draw something? I think.. I'd feel a little better, to watch someone else.
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Sure.
[Though she... doesn't really know what to try to draw. She's not the best artist in the world, but she'll try.
...it's a bird.]
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when yukina is done, though, she notices that it's a pretty cute little bird. ]
Thanks. [ a beat. ] .. Why a bird?
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[She caps the marker once she's finished, then sits back to examine her handiwork.
It's not the most detailed, accurate drawing, but... she's happy with it, she supposes. And it's giving Heather something to think about that isn't how unsettled she feels, so that's a plus.]
Oh? Um... because I like birds, I guess. [She smiles.] A long time ago, when I was at my most lonely... they kept me company. It's a shame we haven't seen any here.
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Well, at least they don't wake us up in the morning. Not that there is a morning, really..
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[Or horrible, because who knows what would happen to birds in a place like this? They'd probably get accosted by horrorterrors.
...but it's a nice though, and she smiles a little as she imagines it.]
It's a little weird, don't you think? This... perpetual twilight. I've never seen anything like it before.