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( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )
 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 doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary on this lovely Monday morning. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 3! If you're interested in having your character commit a murder this week, be sure to send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. Without any murders we can't have a murdergame, so go forth and let the bodies hit the floor! 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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Magic always seems to cheer me up. It gives me somethin' to focus on, y'know? Somethin' to clear my head with.
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Can you teach me how to do it? [Behind the shades, Dirk's eyes move up to Kaito's.] Learnin' anythin' that caught my interest was how I used to fill my time.
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[a flick of his wrist, and the blue scarf is now red]
I've got cards, I've got scarves, and there are flowers in the garden. I can teach you all of my favorite beginner's tricks.
[it'll be good for them both, he thinks]
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Thanks.
[It will help, probably both of them. It's better than nothing.]
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[the red scarf disappears into thin air, replaced by his deck of cards. there's a pause as he shuffles, before he speaks again, voice low]
. . . sorry.
[he mumbles, not looking at Dirk now]
I couldn't keep that promise.
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[he shakes his head]
I still made a promise.
Even if there wasn't anything I-- or you-- could have done to stop him, there's got to be something we can do now.
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[Oh okay Dirk. But he looks calm and steady, the way the centre of any whirling destructive force is still.]
It's a rigged game with cruel rules in a twisted world. We need to understand this world and stop it from ever doing this to anyone ever again.
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Heh. That's the response I had hoped you'd give.
I'm with you on that, every step of the way. You can count on it.
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[That's a joke.]
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C'mon, I wanted to make sure we were on the same page. You looked pretty depressed when I walked in.
[as much as he wishes Dirk would chill about other things, wanting to tear this place down is not something he will ever tell him to chill on. ever]
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[He is Very Depressed.
But he can ruin the world while depressed]
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Good enough at multitasking to learn how to palm a card while listening to music and plotting the destruction of this town?
[holds out his hand, knuckles up. it looks like it's empty from this angle. but when he flips it over to show Dirk his palm, there's a card tucked adeptly between his fingers, hidden by the angle in which he holds them]
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[He observes, careful scrutiny of a kid who taught himself everything he ever learned in his life. He takes a card for himself, shifting it in place and mirroring the angle to try to disguise it. He is more than decent at learning; Kaito will probably only have to correct Dirk once or twice before he'll have it down every time.]
Did you learn magic to help with thefts, or did your thefts originate from magic tricks?
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[still denying it, it seems]
My old man taught me, back when I was a kid and he was still alive. I followed in his footsteps.
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[ok kaito you can pretend]
Was he a magician? [a pause] If you're willin' to talk about it. I get if you aren't.
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[he offers a gentle smile]
He was. The best one who ever lived, actually. Which makes me the second best, since I learned from him. Heh.
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[It's something Dirk certainly understands. He thumbs over the cracks in Dave's glasses.]
He sounds like a cool dude.
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[he sounds. . . kind of proud, albeit maybe a little sheepish, too. he has some big shoes to fill]
He was a cool dude. The best old man a guy could ask for.
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Have you added to his craft? Taken that legacy and made your own thing.
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[he says with a grin]
One day, I wanna be even better than he was. I still have a long way to go, but I hope I'm not letting him down.
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[Dirk sounds confident of that.]
If your dad was as good as you said, I would be surprised if he wanted anything but to see you take his craft and surpass him in your own way.