god.

[undread]

god.

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week 5; friday

[undread]

[let's meet at the haunted house, while kate is at the pyre. her emotions are a strange, unpleasant mix; dread, fear, anger, something a little happy.]

[drymonster]

[ just guilt, sadness, and intense anxiety here..... ]

Shit.

[undread]

[gives totty a hug.]

[drymonster]

[ he's still pretty bad at hugs but he accepts it and hugs back... congrats on your uncontested pageant win... ]

[marauderprincess]

[ at this point, she probably resembles a mummy with her bandages. ]

Why did it have to be Kate?

[undread]

[she'll put an arm around anis as well.]

I'm so sorry, Anis. [she feels guilt about this.] We tried to stop her, and we couldn't.

[marauderprincess]

[ that's a pang of guilt there. giving her a hug ]

Was she already turning last night?

[mogger]

[ the vibes are please stab me again i'd deserve it ]

Are you okay, Anis?

[drymonster]

[ winces when he sees all the bandages... ]

Sorry, Anis-chan.

[mogger]

[ sticking close to, trying to get her emotions under control but there's just flares of guilt and self-hatred and despair every so often ]

[scrapdraught]

[Puts a hand on her back, absolute despair.]

[scrapdraught]

[Camille is here, yes, but also she is a thousand miles away. She has brought pure liquor. She is drinking it, sat at a table alone. Saying nothing. Do you really need to know what the vibes are.]

[undread]

[camille you're allowed to drink as much as you want, that's her opinion.]

[drymonster]

[ frowns, but it's not like he has room to say shit ]

[bookpapers]

[he's standing a little ways away from everyone else, his emotions are very tightly repressed -- as blank and even as a page.]

We have to kill her.

[do they tho]

[undread]

[giving him a smooch on the cheek.]

I agree. We won't let it go to execution; that's all we can do now.

[drymonster]

...I guess so.

[scrapdraught]

[She says nothing. But she catches his eye in a potent gaze.

He's repressing, but she's letting it loose in a biblical flood.]

[mogger]

[ looks up at him, a bit more guilt leaking through, then flinches and looks away ]

Beginning of trial. Before anything can happen. Like Lucas -- quick. Clean.

[undread]

[oh right also! important news. we have a new pet! there's the sound of a bark and a howl, although it sounds a little between a bark and mournful, despairing cries of pain and fury.

there's a huge black dog with three glowing eyes bounding down the stairs! his form is sort of unsettled, wolf shaped but made of shadows. he has a cute red ribbon around his neck. he looks terrifying.]

[scrapdraught]

[Oh.

Okay.

Observes this in a haze of booze.]

[mogger]

[ the vibe is........ damn that's kind of badass ]

[drymonster]

Uh.................

[marauderprincess]

[ SHE IS WAY TOO SAD but she is going to look at the creepy terror with interest!

!!! ]

Are you someone's friend?

[bookpapers]

[puppy...............................





can he pet]