[ hello, bad and naughty children, we have been gathered here today to repent for our sins. though here is, admittedly, one of the booths in the French restaurant, with tea set out for everyone. there are even blankets to get snug in and little tea sandwiches for easy snacking. ]
Hey, sorry to ambush you all like this. I just needed to make sure of a couple things about the chapel.
[ Ludger flips thru the pages of a colorful diary as he speaks. ]
Do you remember what the priest sounded like? Like, his diction, his word choice, things like that. And about the tapestries... Have you seen the shimmer in the one with the praying person anywhere else?
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i'm waiting on mod stuff that icly might have come wednesday so we are going to play timey wimey
[Cantarella's snack sandwiches and drinks are untouched by her hand for right now. She's resting her chin in her hand.]
When I returned to the chapel to take a closer look, I didn't have the good fortune of sitting through his sermon once again.
[Probably for the better, though, since she was the one snooping around the front of the house and going through what might very well have been the priest's things.]
I can't speak to specifics, but he was young and encouraging. With such a nonspecific audience for his message, I even wonder...if he might have been speaking to us? I don't know if the journal I found was his or not.
high fives shay because i too am waiting on a bit of stuff
[a message to them, huh? that’s certainly food for thought. for now though, he’ll answer what he can of Ludger’s questions before they get too sidetracked by following that line of reasoning.]
I don’t have much to add besides what was already mentioned, but there was some emphasis on health as they were going through the prayers and songs.
[which like. there was already talk of disease, so probably not that odd for that to come up.]
As for the tapestry… As a matter of fact, I have. I had another look at it this week, and the shimmering of the star was similar to the hands that took Giyuu and Yuki, down to the black backdrop.
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3 way h5 bc guess who is also waiting for a bit of clarification...!
The hands? I thought it was the same as the shimmer that left Lynne.
[ HM. they can circle back to speculation, agreed. Ludger needs to present his own findings. ]
The shimmer in the tapestry is also at the museum, in the plaque. There wasn't any writing on it, but with the way this place messes with our senses, I can't say that won't change. Also, um...
[ how to say this... ]
I haven't seen the inside of the place, so I could be wrong. But I think the museum is more of a mausoleum, if you catch my drift. I heard scratching, knocking, and wailing coming from inside the walls. And when I asked if the priest was in there, I heard someone say, "Who's askin'?" before Siffrin and I had to leave.
Is there any reason it couldn't be both? If the hands that emerged from the darkness were claiming—or reclaiming—something, they might share similar qualities.
... Given the disarray in the chapel itself, I don't know that the tapestry has been there the entire time the building stood. Rather, it may have been added to the ruins afterward. So much of the rest is collapsing or destroyed, and the holy texts seem opposed to its iconography.
[Cantarella's eyes and mouth have the makings of a deep frown, though it seems even this is exacerbating the pain located around her head and throat.
The news of the museum (which, why have they all started calling it that with no entry and no reasoning?) only tucks her expression deeper. Luckily the timey wimey means that Julius has posted his findings in the lobby by now, soperhaps they all saw them on the way over.]
We've only the transcript, but the newest audio file unearthed in the library was transcribed...as a rather rough voice. Having heard neither voice, I'm not prepared to draw any conclusions, but they may be adjacent.
The hands and whatever had been with Lynne seemed to made up of something similar, even if they took different forms.
I also agree that there are some tapestries that may have been newer additions. The fabric used for one of them seemed to be of better quality than the others that were more worn-down.
[But besides that...]
I think it's worth checking back on the plaque another time, though. This week, the tapestry I couldn't see last time was visible to me, and depicted three scenes with an indistinct figure. In the first two, they were giving a person either a toy or coins, respectively, and the last showed them reviving a dead field. Needless to say, I assume that's supposed to be our wish-granting entity that the others spoke about when they returned to their little trip through memory lane.
[ knock knock, guys and gal, it's book club time again! albeit an emergency meeting - it's ok if you haven't got any new books to present.
once they are released from the obligation of the town hall, Ludger hunts Wazy and Cantarella down like a bloodhound, and (figuratively) hauls them to the infirmary. he takes a moment to shut the door firmly behind him, and check for anyone lingering behind curtains or under beds. after confirming it's just them (and maybe Fran) present... ]
I'm the one who saved Lynne last week.
[ and he holds out a single folded sheet of paper for them to read. ]
I don't get how it works entirely, but I can cure a person that's transformed. I... think it only works on one person though. I wanted to save Yuki and Lynne, but...
[ ... ]
... Maybe I was too indecisive. And- after everything that's been happening, I figured I needed to tell someone.
[ his gaze flickers away, thinking about the calls for trust and information. thinking about his own hesitation and hypocrisy. ]
You can ask me whatever you want, though I can't guarantee I'll have an answer. Just... keep this to yourselves? Or at least, don't let anyone know that I'm the one with this ability.
[Of all the things he expected after the town hall, this wasn't quite it. He'd initially wondered if there was going to be more theory sharing going on, but after seeing Ludger's insistence on complete privacy, that idea was starting to seem less likely.
He looks down at the paper and takes a moment to read it over, letting the implications roll around in his head. There's a lot that could be asked, but he'll start with this.]
I don't mind, but... What exactly did you need to do to cure Lynne? This doesn't seem to come with a set of instructions.
Well, I didn't do anything special, if that's what you mean. No rituals, no magic words.
[ he pauses before continuing slowly, feeling for the words to describe what happened ]
I just... I was thinking, and wishing, to save them. Lynne or Yuki, Lynne and Yuki - because I wanted to save the monster. And something... let me, I guess.
[Cantarella also gives it a read, taking quite a while, perhaps even reading it twice, before she joins the conversation.]
And only after someone has lost themselves to transformation? While that's the worst case scenario, I'm glad that Lynne could be helped. ...Do you have any concern at all about your desire being granted with seemingly no consequence?
The weather this week is significantly more pleasant (if not for randomly lapsing into dreams, anyway), so maybe it's not all that odd to see Wazy bringing a (live!) potted plant to the infirmary for their meeting.
Which he just plops down on the nearest table, because he's not going to carry this around the whole time. He also has a little gardening can with him that he puts next to it, because why not.]
We might as well continue doing a little show-and-tell every now and then, so I brought this along. Did the two of you find anything else so far?
I may need to find a supply of Velvet Dream more urgently than I thought...
[She is speaking in her usual tone, very mellow, perhaps even with a bit of cheer and humor in it. She crosses her legs like your teacher about to trap you into admitting you cheated on the exam.]
Have we or have we not spent considerable time discussing the cost of wishing and the demands of receiving something for which you haven't paid? I'm beginning to think I hallucinated it.
If you wanted to ensnare me in a dream, you don't need to look any further than this room. Being in your company already makes this a vision of paradise.
[His own smile doesn't drop for a second, though, even when Cantarella has clearly entered Lecture Mode.]
But don't worry, I didn't forget something as important as that. I just decided to go ahead and try it anyway, so I could see what the results were for myself.
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[ establishing that fran is here and will be providing snacks and drinks for them. (nothing fancy, some cookies and tea.) ...an infirmary isn't a place to hold a meeting but he likes everyone here so he's not going to say no if this is the place they wanna use for this. ]
[ this is incredibly funny given the literal notes war that is going to happen a day later, but Ludger has these bits to say: ]
Somehow, the conches on the beach can connect to everyone who was taken or killed. Siffrin, Julius and I went to check the area out at low tide, when we heard rock music coming from one of them. If we listened closely, we could hear someone yelling "every" and "dead," before someone sent Morse code through.
[ checks his notes ]
The first question was "where are you?", and the response was a bit jumbled, we're kind of stuck on it. Maybe 'muse' or 'genie'? "Are the priest or Kamiki there?" lead to a reply of 'art', 'doll', and 'rap'. Then there was a final message that translates to 'contact us well' before everything went silent.
[ and, casually, he'll also drop: ]
And one of the names in the just posted medical records is someone from my world. But Fran says he wasn't one of the five that received treatment from him.
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w2, ttthursday morning ig
Hey, sorry to ambush you all like this. I just needed to make sure of a couple things about the chapel.
[ Ludger flips thru the pages of a colorful diary as he speaks. ]
Do you remember what the priest sounded like? Like, his diction, his word choice, things like that. And about the tapestries... Have you seen the shimmer in the one with the praying person anywhere else?
i'm waiting on mod stuff that icly might have come wednesday so we are going to play timey wimey
When I returned to the chapel to take a closer look, I didn't have the good fortune of sitting through his sermon once again.
[Probably for the better, though, since she was the one snooping around the front of the house and going through what might very well have been the priest's things.]
I can't speak to specifics, but he was young and encouraging. With such a nonspecific audience for his message, I even wonder...if he might have been speaking to us? I don't know if the journal I found was his or not.
high fives shay because i too am waiting on a bit of stuff
I don’t have much to add besides what was already mentioned, but there was some emphasis on health as they were going through the prayers and songs.
[which like. there was already talk of disease, so probably not that odd for that to come up.]
As for the tapestry… As a matter of fact, I have. I had another look at it this week, and the shimmering of the star was similar to the hands that took Giyuu and Yuki, down to the black backdrop.
3 way h5 bc guess who is also waiting for a bit of clarification...!
The hands? I thought it was the same as the shimmer that left Lynne.
[ HM. they can circle back to speculation, agreed. Ludger needs to present his own findings. ]
The shimmer in the tapestry is also at the museum, in the plaque. There wasn't any writing on it, but with the way this place messes with our senses, I can't say that won't change. Also, um...
[ how to say this... ]
I haven't seen the inside of the place, so I could be wrong. But I think the museum is more of a mausoleum, if you catch my drift. I heard scratching, knocking, and wailing coming from inside the walls. And when I asked if the priest was in there, I heard someone say, "Who's askin'?" before Siffrin and I had to leave.
BOOK CLUB HAS SO MANY BOOKS TO DISCUSS ACTUALLY
... Given the disarray in the chapel itself, I don't know that the tapestry has been there the entire time the building stood. Rather, it may have been added to the ruins afterward. So much of the rest is collapsing or destroyed, and the holy texts seem opposed to its iconography.
[Cantarella's eyes and mouth have the makings of a deep frown, though it seems even this is exacerbating the pain located around her head and throat.
The news of the museum (which, why have they all started calling it that with no entry and no reasoning?) only tucks her expression deeper. Luckily the timey wimey means that Julius has posted his findings in the lobby by now, soperhaps they all saw them on the way over.]
We've only the transcript, but the newest audio file unearthed in the library was transcribed...as a rather rough voice. Having heard neither voice, I'm not prepared to draw any conclusions, but they may be adjacent.
cries and holds all this lore in our hands
The hands and whatever had been with Lynne seemed to made up of something similar, even if they took different forms.
I also agree that there are some tapestries that may have been newer additions. The fabric used for one of them seemed to be of better quality than the others that were more worn-down.
[But besides that...]
I think it's worth checking back on the plaque another time, though. This week, the tapestry I couldn't see last time was visible to me, and depicted three scenes with an indistinct figure. In the first two, they were giving a person either a toy or coins, respectively, and the last showed them reviving a dead field. Needless to say, I assume that's supposed to be our wish-granting entity that the others spoke about when they returned to their little trip through memory lane.
i should've set this thing on wednesday midnight good lord
oh my god i just realized the cyoa too AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THURSDAY BAD
this week happens so much
what if we just all collectively died to escape plot
w2, sunday, post town-hall
once they are released from the obligation of the town hall, Ludger hunts Wazy and Cantarella down like a bloodhound, and (figuratively) hauls them to the infirmary. he takes a moment to shut the door firmly behind him, and check for anyone lingering behind curtains or under beds. after confirming it's just them (and maybe Fran) present... ]
I'm the one who saved Lynne last week.
[ and he holds out a single folded sheet of paper for them to read. ]
I don't get how it works entirely, but I can cure a person that's transformed. I... think it only works on one person though. I wanted to save Yuki and Lynne, but...
[ ... ]
... Maybe I was too indecisive. And- after everything that's been happening, I figured I needed to tell someone.
[ his gaze flickers away, thinking about the calls for trust and information. thinking about his own hesitation and hypocrisy. ]
You can ask me whatever you want, though I can't guarantee I'll have an answer. Just... keep this to yourselves? Or at least, don't let anyone know that I'm the one with this ability.
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He looks down at the paper and takes a moment to read it over, letting the implications roll around in his head. There's a lot that could be asked, but he'll start with this.]
I don't mind, but... What exactly did you need to do to cure Lynne? This doesn't seem to come with a set of instructions.
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[ he pauses before continuing slowly, feeling for the words to describe what happened ]
I just... I was thinking, and wishing, to save them. Lynne or Yuki, Lynne and Yuki - because I wanted to save the monster. And something... let me, I guess.
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And only after someone has lost themselves to transformation? While that's the worst case scenario, I'm glad that Lynne could be helped. ...Do you have any concern at all about your desire being granted with seemingly no consequence?
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... Part of whatever was in Lynne - the shimmering darkness that left her - is in me now.
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The weather this week is significantly more pleasant (if not for randomly lapsing into dreams, anyway), so maybe it's not all that odd to see Wazy bringing a (live!) potted plant to the infirmary for their meeting.
Which he just plops down on the nearest table, because he's not going to carry this around the whole time. He also has a little gardening can with him that he puts next to it, because why not.]
We might as well continue doing a little show-and-tell every now and then, so I brought this along. Did the two of you find anything else so far?
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... Did you put well water on one of the greenhouse plants too?
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Cantarella closes her eyes, looking nice and peaceful and in her mental happy place.]
Don't tell me you both did that.
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Although I dropped mine in the well, first.
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[ take THAT setting text, the plants can live. ]
I think Nozomi wanted to set it up in the boarding house lobby. It hasn't tried to eat us yet, so it's probably fine.
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what was that i heard? more book clubs in ludger's journal???
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[She is speaking in her usual tone, very mellow, perhaps even with a bit of cheer and humor in it. She crosses her legs like your teacher about to trap you into admitting you cheated on the exam.]
Have we or have we not spent considerable time discussing the cost of wishing and the demands of receiving something for which you haven't paid? I'm beginning to think I hallucinated it.
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[His own smile doesn't drop for a second, though, even when Cantarella has clearly entered Lecture Mode.]
But don't worry, I didn't forget something as important as that. I just decided to go ahead and try it anyway, so I could see what the results were for myself.
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Somehow, the conches on the beach can connect to everyone who was taken or killed. Siffrin, Julius and I went to check the area out at low tide, when we heard rock music coming from one of them. If we listened closely, we could hear someone yelling "every" and "dead," before someone sent Morse code through.
[ checks his notes ]
The first question was "where are you?", and the response was a bit jumbled, we're kind of stuck on it. Maybe 'muse' or 'genie'? "Are the priest or Kamiki there?" lead to a reply of 'art', 'doll', and 'rap'. Then there was a final message that translates to 'contact us well' before everything went silent.
[ and, casually, he'll also drop: ]
And one of the names in the just posted medical records is someone from my world. But Fran says he wasn't one of the five that received treatment from him.