( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )

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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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[frizziest]

[ what the hell did he walk into



Akira extends his arm in perfect timing, almost as if he is a kung-fu master in how his fingers remain pointed towards the ceiling and how his elbow is bent at an angle. the piece of paper is deflected towards the ground just as Heather makes the gong noise with her mouth. a weird noise to make with one's mouth, honestly. also, good luck explaining Mortal Kombat to this kid. he probably has some gory, Japanese equivalent back at home. ]

Does that make me a Scorpio? No, I don't think so... Besides, I thought we were looking at tarot cards, not zodiac signs. [ c'mon, Hajime, get with the picture. he's back to looking at said tarot card as Heather swipes it away from. with a brief pout: ] I know a decent amount. I befriended a fortune teller that swindled me of my fortune.

[ungodly]

Whoa— Sub-Zero tier, man.

[ she wasn't expecting him to be so adept. her throw was lazy, but she figured it would catch him off guard — akira surprised her on this day. she slow claps for him. ]

They are tarot cards. [ she's not sure how they ended up on zodiac signs, honestly. ] That sounds pretty unfortunate, considering her profession. [ ba dum tish ] I guess I wanted to honor the people that died.. and do something to feel connected to myself again. That probably doesn't make a lot of sense.

i'm just gonna tag this w/e

[frizziest]

[ is she calling him cold? he doesn't understand. Akira gives Heather a bit of a look as the conversation goes from Scorpion to Sub-Zero. he figures it's the same as talking to Chiaki about video games in her world and leaves it at that. it sounds like a compliment, at least from the way she claps her hands towards him. ]

Don't underestimate my paper reflecting skills.

[ noooow they're back on the tarot cards she's got hanging, and he's definitely more attentive towards that than anything else. arcana has a certain... affinity with him, even if he doesn't fully understand the concept personally. the joke is enough to make a breathless laugh escape Akira, but he's back to looking at Heather when she questions how much sense she is making. ]

No. I understand exactly what you mean. This was a really good idea. I'm... sure they'd be happy that you did this for them. [ a pause before he continues. ] Are you interested in divinity? It looks like you know about both major and minor arcana...