pc: wis'adel

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week 0; monday

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[she's exploring the lighthouse, catching herself at the top when she realizes that the door is locked. but at least she'll find a place to sit up there so she can watch the ocean. if someone comes by, she'll wave down.]

...It's locked up here, but the view is still nice.

[sarkazm]

[oh hell yes. she's making her way right up, which ends up being a blend of running and climbing; once she's up, she perches on the railing, her tail curling briefly around it before it lets go to sway behind her.]

Hey, not bad. I bet you could really get the drop on someone from up here!

week 0; saturday

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[girl... after trial hang? meet in the void?]

You weren't wrong about her. She didn't mind her own business.

[sarkazm]

Who, little miss princess? I don't think she knew how. No wonder she turned up dead!

w1 monday

[sarkazm]

had a change of heart about wet men huh

[sacredpath]

help

week 1; wednesday

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[well, she's heading back to her room, fairly wasted. eating a bread one of the angels gave her. but she will wave, more friendly than usual.]

Good evening! I trust it's been an enjoyable one.

[sarkazm]

Fine enough for me. You sure look like you've been having fun, though!

[she's been careful not to get actually Drunk, herself-- too long watching her back, too much distaste for actually blacking out and forgetting shit-- but her face still has a flush to it from what she did have.]

week 1; friday

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[voids you voids you voids you. though maybe they're at the bar idk]

I wish I could say I wasn't expecting this.

[but she still looks troubled and a bit frustrated, purplish black smoke starting to gather under her skin in response.]

[sarkazm]

There's the answer to whether anybody was taking the bait, right?

[if they're at the bar, she's just got her usual beer.]

week 1; saturday

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[she's at the bar again, though this time she's sat at one of the tables in a more comfortable chair, sitting with a drink and sort of slumped over. she's tired enough that she looks like she's a little ill.]

Well, that was fun, wasn't it?

[sarkazm]

No. I'm going to actually throttle Anders if he does anything else stupid.

[slouching into a seat across from her SORRY I'VE BEEN FIGHTING FOR MY PC'S LIFE.]

week 2; thursday

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[you have no choice but to tolerate my lazy starter anyway where is griefblade]

[sarkazm]

[presumably outside somewhere after being bandaged etc! what the FUCK is being a good patient. she doesn't know it.]

week 2; friday

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[okay well she's a little bit hungover looking but sorry to everyone who doubted her and told her drinking on thursday is a bad idea, i lived, bitch.

where are we, the void? she's here in the void.]

A room to myself at last.

[wait...]

Um, awful joke. I find it hard to believe anyone would have hurt her.

[sarkazm]

Oh, come on. You know you don't have to do that around me.

[local woman who was like man who CARES that my roommate DIED]

w3 monday

[sarkazm]

[memshare happens wahoo mirrors etc

what plays out is this, flashbacks included. skip over the last bit where it's just amiya and the shadows. then go through this section. IT'S LONG. SORRY.

wis'adel watches all of this, one hand on her hip.]

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[if wis'adel is just going to stop and watch, not try to move around or through, then she'll let it play out as well. it's just a battle after all, even if a personal one, at least until the flashbacks start.]

Are you sure you want to stay?

[once she starts seeming to remember the way she felt, the way she blamed herself for not protecting theresa, shadowheart wonders if she's really alright baring all of this.]

w4 monday

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[wis'adel isn't out in candyland, actually, she is in the bar.]

You know, one day in and I'm already a little sick of the smell of sugar?

[her vibes are mostly neutral, but there's this current of restless, almost frustrated anxiety under it.]

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[her mood is sad, but not all that sour. she seems less uneasy than she was over the weekend.]

I don't much care for it, no. Though it was a decent enough jaunt.

w4 tues

[sarkazm]

what the fuck! I left you both out of mine!

[sacredpath]

Yes, but ours was funny.

[what's the problem here?]

Consider it this way. The obvious appeal of this one was to have two intimidating and extremely attractive individuals fighting over Taair of all people. It almost would have been an insult if we hadn't picked you.

And I honestly thought you'd have fun getting to fight Mizu for a little while. Are you cross?

week 4; wednesday

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[post-party! she is still in her dress but now kind of tipsy and carrying her sandals. true white girl hours.]

I wasn't expecting that, but it was quite fun.

[sarkazm]

Right...? Even the curses were at least a little funny.

[she never drinks enough to get tipsy, so she's just laughing to herself as she watches shadowheart carry her shoes, still wearing her own heels.]

w4 thursday

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[hi. she's actually stuck uncharacteristically close, with both shadowheart and anders coming back all fucked up-- not fully hovering, but definitely Around, emotions a whole mess of anger and concern and frustration while everyone gets seen to.

she'll be here once that's all over. still covered in blood, probably still shirtless. it's fine.]

Re: w4 thursday

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[that's okay she is in hopital, having been tended to, and is recovering, but bandaged up and nasty. her emotions are also all over the place, confused and fearful and sad. and also, along with it, just a sense of a boundary that had come down has been put back in its place.]

I can't stand clowns.

week 4; friday

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[she will probably need some assistance to get back from the tavern to the manor so wis'adel can help her maybe.]

It's seems like a miracle nothing happened to any of us.

[sarkazm]

Right? Those were some pretty crazy odds.

[she'll definitely help, she doesn't mind it.]

But it might be a little annoying to figure things out if both of 'em were alone.

week 4; sunday

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[mansion lobby!]

...He's very cute. How did you manage that, by the way?

[sarkazm]

Oh, you know. I have my ways!

[hehe. she is radiating self satisfaction.]

-nah, this is what I was asking Gabe about during the tavern party. They said we wouldn't be seeing cats here for a few weeks, so-- I asked if they could nab me one early.

week 5; monday

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[well she is at the corgi train god damn it. the owlbear cub is here too. you would think having a cub that is as big as a large dog but burly with bear claws and a beak would be a bad fit for a bunch of cute dogs, but the cub seems used to dogs; he basically plays with them like he's in a precious documentary about a baby lion cub who was socialized by a domestic dog, like he has dog behaviors and stuff. it's very cute.

shadowheart is also here, petting a couple little corgis.]

Well, slow down, slow down. Don't be jealous, there is enough petting to go around for everyone.

[she seems like, despite everything, she's in a much lighter mood.]

[sarkazm]

Found your new favorite place, huh?

[a couple of the corgis come bounding excitedly over to wiš'adel, eager to be petted...

she's just looking down at them like. what. what is your problem. she's having a conversation here.]

week 5; wednesday

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[after movie night and yves' announcements, getting a drink at the bar.]

A lot to think about, hmm? Other worlds, other timelines...

[sarkazm]

I guess...? I don't know, I don't think I could really go anywhere else.

[taking a sip from a beer, considering.]

And things aren't fucked up enough to risk the timeline business...

week 5; thursday

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[carries you bodily to the hospital]

[sarkazm]

[that's fine, shadowheart is definitely allowed to carry her there.]

Feel like I just had a fucking fever dream.

week 5; friday

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[she's hanging around the neighborhood, sitting outside somewhere near the gazebo, phone in her hands, fiddling with the phone charm.]

...I can't believe it.

[sarkazm]

... neither can I. Three's another escalation, huh.

[outside is fine, she's probably just chilling here after she eventually left the tavern.]

week 5; saturday

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[honestly the reaction is more shock than anything. how the fuck did this happen. we're hanging out outside the tavern, probably.]

...What in the hells happened?

[sarkazm]

I wish I knew.

[god. what the fuck!!]

I'm really hoping Yves actually did at least one of these, because three in one night...

w6 monday

[sarkazm]

Ugh-!

[HERE WE ARE IN THE DARKWOODS, after the in between finally spits them both out. don't mind wiš'adel. she'll just be staying on the ground for a minute.]

All right, all right, the cubes really don't like getting fucked with.

[sacredpath]

[oop. well.]

I was at least seeing the other side for a moment there. Or hearing them, at least.

w6 tuesday

[sarkazm]

aparently saber wants to know if we're a couple?

claude says their all REALLY focused on gosipping lately. sounds like they really are fine if these are the importint questions they have!

[sacredpath]

Tell them yes.

w6 thursday

[sarkazm]

[three whole groups of you jesus CHRIST

wis'adel is here to bother everyone who's probably in this hospital, so. hi. shadowheart's turn.]

...holding up okay?

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[she's been bandaged and is sitting up. she's bruised to shit like she's been beaten up but she's alive.]

Hello, Wis'adel. I don't think the Entity is happy with us this week.

week 6; saturday

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[outside the church, leaning to catch her breath. what a long trial for just one person.]

It would be nice if everyone didn't go insane at once.

[sarkazm]

It sure would! But we really aren't catching any breaks here.

[her thoughts are just. tired, frustrated scribbles at this point. god.]

week 7; saturday

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[our beach is back! our beautiful beach. she has showered and changed out of whatever hideous outfit i forced her to be in and is instead wearing something simple and comfortable and sitting out on the beach.]

[sarkazm]

Oh, good, all of our shit's fixed...

[hell yes. she's taking a seat too, flopping onto her back.]

Would've been a pretty terrible goodbye if we had to deal with everything being messed up!