week 6
Week 6
Sunday - Thursday
Another week of misfortune has passed by and while the end result is that there won't be any issues to anyone's existence being altered for the worst, it doesn't mean anyone's celebrating. If anything, the stressful machinations of the recent trial would require some of you to have someone champion some sort of recuperation amongst you in an attempt to relieve the strain. Whether or not its entirely successful in doing so is up to each individual. After all, there are some of you who are naturally able to endure more than others.
There's not even much time for that before the dawn of the next week is upon the castle. As it comes, everything seems quiet, which is understandable, considering that five lives were lost in the previous week.
Of course, the next best thing to focus on would be what's been newly revealed within the castle. It'll help most of you get your mind off of the current situation to an extent—distractions have a way of making that possible. Presuming, by chance, you do find yourself taking a peek at the sakura tree, you'll notice that the buds have started to finally open up. Is it time for spring at last? If so, you might find yourself wishing that the season would suddenly find itself on hold.
There's not even much time for that before the dawn of the next week is upon the castle. As it comes, everything seems quiet, which is understandable, considering that five lives were lost in the previous week.
Of course, the next best thing to focus on would be what's been newly revealed within the castle. It'll help most of you get your mind off of the current situation to an extent—distractions have a way of making that possible. Presuming, by chance, you do find yourself taking a peek at the sakura tree, you'll notice that the buds have started to finally open up. Is it time for spring at last? If so, you might find yourself wishing that the season would suddenly find itself on hold.
You can contact the sage with your pendants here, and the teishu here.)
WILDCARDS THIS and BACKDATED TO LAST WEEK LIKE A CHAMP
There's fabric scattered all over the place, across the floor, on tables, covering sewing machines, you name it. A lot of them have very rough and haphazard holes cut into them, as does the piece Zero has in her hands right now. It's a giant piece of white cloth, and she has a pair of scissors in hand as she tries to cut in another hole.]
This better fucking work this time. [HOW MANY ATTEMPTS HAS IT TAKEN FOR HER TO GET TO THIS SORRY STATE IN THE FIRST PLACE...]
CAN'T BE STOPPED!!!!!
she passes by. pauses. takes another shuffling half-step forward. ppppauses. lingers near the doorway and decides that no, even if she doesn't like Zero, this is a lot.]
...Excuse me? [peeeeeers in from the edge of the doorway] What are you doing?
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[this isn't even sass, this is a genuine answer. she says it with such earnestness]
Um... Sewing's pretty hard, but...I don't think...you need this much stuff?
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[there's so much of it]
Do...you want some help..?
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[THANKS]
But if you have someone else to hold stuff maybe you won't...make such a mess...
no subject
Do what you want then.