pc: lucas

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[a little after the locations are revealed, shadowheart can be found in the church. she's changed into a change of clothes, and she clearly thinks she's alone. she's got a glass with her that seems like it came from the bar, and she's standing on one of the pews, inspecting one of the axolotl windows up close carefully, running a finger along the glass.

and then she appears to be startled when someone comes in after her.]

Ah, hello! I was just looking for someplace to be alone with my thoughts for a moment.

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[HER FIT CHECK. She is so aerodynamic... Very unlike Lucas who now has so many layers that are so flowy.

This is very funny since he also has a glass in his hand that definitely came from the bar, though he moves to place it on another pew before making his way over.]

The church is certainly a good place for that. I do hope that I'm not interrupting you, then...?

[Gazing up at the omnipresent axolotl...]

What unique decor.

w0 mon!

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[IT'S CAVES TIME. Whenever Shadowheart goes to mosey on through and reaches the door set into the wall, she'll open it into... a church! One that's similar and yet slightly different from the one in their neighborhood. This one lacks any cute axolotls which is the biggest crime. The light streaming through the many stained glass windows also appears to be moonlight, so the entire building has a bit of coldness to it in spite of the general welcoming air.

Lucas stands up near the altar, where he's curiously peering at a few items laid out on it. There's a rosary, a silken bag that appears to have something inside of it, and a full chalice. He'll glance up when someone else enters the space, smiling pleasantly.]

Good afternoon. This is quite the incredible place, isn't it?

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[oh...]

It is incredible. You made this, just from your memories?

week 1; monday

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[she's wearing a wig. it has been a day. but on top of that, she's trying to slink away from the end of the holiday market as she's starting to look kind of... slimy and nasty.]

Did chocolates do this again...

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[THERE IS A LOT HAPPENING JUST HERE RIGHT BEFORE HIS EYES. It's enough to distract him from the fact that he's freezing to death, having never experienced the wonders of snow before.]

...Do you need to sit down for a moment, dear? You're looking a bit... under the weather.

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.

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[Her singular bread. Lucas is just as fine as ever, though he is also eating a piece of bread. He'll wave back, smiling brightly!]

Oh, it has. That was just the thing we all needed, I think. [DIVORCES AND GOOSE ATTACKS.] Did you have a good time, yourself?

week 1; friday

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[well. where the fuck is lucas, then, if he's not hiding.]

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[hiding from shadowheart specifically

He's in front of the cave, leaning back onto the heels of his palms and just kind of staring out toward the shoreline! It's so hateful out here! He snaps to attention pretty quickly whenever anyone approaches though, so he'll look her way and offer a nod after he clocks her presence, though he doesn't say anything just yet.]

w1 sat!

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[Girl why does so much happen... all the time. Lucas is probably out by the water somewhere again unless she wouldn't be there and then they can be wherever the heckie she is, or in the void. But! He'll nod whenever he spots her.]

...We have some answers now, it seems, but not as many as I'd like to have.

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[no we can be out there that's fine. she's tired but she dragged her ass out to the beach because it's where everybody goes to be aesthetically sad.]

It doesn't seem that any of them will do anyone much good right now.

w2 mon!

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[steals a page from flurry's book THIS IS ALSO A NONSTARTER Lucas will be in the garden for the most part, or perhaps the field of flowers! TOSS ME WHATEVER SHADOWHEART U THINK IS FUNNIEST and let me know if you wish for an au lucas or a baby lucas or just normal lucas struggling to hold all these children suddenly]

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[i will give you a baby but i have to make icons.

you can give me whichever you want! au, baby on baby crimes, whatever is fine. the baby i am giving you is about eight years old, but she is also currently hiding in some bushes.]

week 2; thursday

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[what a week! there's bloody people to chase, unless you're on cyoa 2 and this is before that, but afterwards, she's just sitting and having a drink. come join.]

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[Can you imagine. No he's here and he is going to join her for a drink because he is a bit tired and also anxious about the coming night.]

I hope you don't mind a bit of company?

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.

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[HELP the way it didn't even cross his mind. Sometimes you drink on Thursday right before the murders start to happen. It is fine. They're in the void! Lucas has his lil bag with him.]

Oh, my... You're going to give Garrett a run for his money at this rate. [Digging in his bag...] Do you need any ibuprofen?

[Though there's a little beat after that, and a sigh.]

It does break the pattern so far, of our afflicted claiming they were looking for a challenging fight.

w2 sat!

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[Lucas is out by the gazebo shortly after trial! Just kind of taking a hot second to breathe and come back down from the absolutely insane emotional rollercoaster the last thirty minutes or so were for him, in spite of his put-together demeanor. Can Yves stop being suspicious for one trial. He is going to eat his own left fist.

Whenever he spots Shadowheart, though, she'll get a little nod.]

Holding up alright after all of that?

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[whew, right? she's really just trying to find a place to stop and catch her breath for a moment, and this works perfectly fine.]

I think I'll never get used to that feeling, right at the end. It almost feels good to solve them, to make progress, like we're going to win.

And then we have to confront who may have done it, and all of that just vanishes.

week 3; monday

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[welcome to the memory zone... i'm throwing us right into it. she opens a door and they appear in the funhouse.

(you can watch this video for visuals / atmosphere if you like).

The memory is unfocused, hazy around the edges, something that happened long ago and is half forgotten, as though some of the glass on the funhouse mirrors is fogged or hazy. Maybe if you explore down a particular path, more will come to light, but for now, you follow.

A little girl wanders the forest, lost and fearful. It’s a cool night, not cold, but enough to shiver from the wind. It is pitch black except for the full, bright moon overhead, but the trees here loom impossibly tall overhead, nearly blocking out the light. She’s obviously worried, but not afraid. She keeps looking up at the sky, checking the position of the moon, taking a certain direction. She chews her lip and looks uncertain with herself, and she’s cut and bloodied her face from a branch, but she keeps wandering.

There’s no way to tell why this child is lost here, whether she’s been abandoned or left here on purpose or if there’s some other reason. There are a few branching side paths that maybe reflect thoughts, memories of earlier that night, of the reason, but Shadowheart - the real Shadowheart beside you - doesn’t choose to look that way, as she suddenly freezes in complete terror.

Bounding out from the woods is a large wolf. Impossibly large, really, imagined here the way it looked to the child it was looming over, much bigger and fiercer than her. The child is frozen as well. The wolf’s golden eyes are trained on her, fierce and dangerous, its teeth bared. As it pads slowly towards her, its ears press back and its tail swishes back and forth. Not even the posture of an animal hunting prey, but an animal itching for a fight, making itself an obvious threat.

Tears are rolling down the girl’s cheeks and she stumbles backwards, trembling. But then she realizes, behind her, is a woman in a mask, who puts a gentle hand on her shoulder.

And then there’s a path out of this section of mirrors, and a feeling like you must take it, you must leave this memory, because the only other direction to turn is down a dark, dark corridor and everything is telling you that you don’t want to go that way. Whatever memories continue on in that direction, they're hidden, and perhaps they should remain hidden. But Shadowheart is still frozen from fear at the sight of the wolf, so she has not yet left this memory behind.]

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[It's so hard to keep your head straight when it's being bombarded with thoughts and feelings and sharp, biting fears that don't really belong to you. Lucas sees the wolf, sees the frightened young girl, and sees Shadowheart just as frozen, and he's left - really wanting to get out of here, first and foremost. The dark corridor is certainly not a welcome sight, even though he thinks, briefly, about Shadowheart's inability to remember back into her past even with the effects from the prior week. Just not having any answers, even then.

It's not like they can move from the memory right now anyway, since he's not about to leave a frightened Shadowheart behind. Instead, he moves nearer, reaching out to lightly touch her arm and speaking as quietly as if he's concerned the figures in the memory may well hear him if he's too loud.]

Shadowheart?

week 3; friday

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[voids us.

god what a horrible friday. she's just looking at the chipper updates, still trying to process it.]

Another damned apple, I suppose.

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[HORRIBLE WEEK, HORRIBLE FRIDAY, PROBABLY HORRIBLE TRIAL AHEAD. He is tired, but his sadness is faint as it ever is.]

With the increased offerings, it might be so... Though part of me wonders if it might be desperation on the part of this interfering force.

week 4; monday

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[picking out a peppermint morningstar and testing its weight in her hands.

anyway, the mood today is sad, but doing a little better than she was over the weekend.]

You would not believe how poorly these hold up against skeletons.

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[A sad weekend... we parted the best potential ship in the game, elyheart...... His own vibes are mostly just mild. Mild curiosity, mild echoing sympathy when he feels her sadge vibes. Mild concern...]

Against... whole skeletons?

[Not just the bones of a normal person beneath their normal flesh and skin??]

w4 weds!

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[LATER AFTER THE PARTY probably back in the manor at some point, he'll flag her down once he spots her. Is she still wearing her beautiful party attire so he can AT LEAST COMPLIMENT HER.]

Ah - Shadowheart, do you have a moment?

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[she is, though she's a little tipsy now so she's a bit less put together.]

Hmm? What is it?

week 4; friday

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[she's not going far with her injuries what they are, so she'll make her way back to the mansion, probably.]

Hello, Lucas.

[waving to see him. the mood is still very bad. how is he doing.]

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[What a mood! He walked back earlier but is just hanging out in the lobby, resting with the bunny in his lap. Like yesterday, his vibes are mellow.]

Hello, dear. Are you doing alright...? [CONCERN... The post cyoa sauce is bad actually. Though there's a little blip as he seems to recall something.] Ah - I accidentally received a letter of yours yesterday. I can fetch it for you if you don't mind waiting a moment?

week 4; saturday

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[she is not very mobile so after trial she can be found back at the mansion, waiting in the lobby.]

Lucas. How are you feeling?

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[He's also trying to limit walking around, so he will come join her with his sonion bunny in tow. The vibes are mellow, still, but faintly tired and sad.]

It's always tiring... It never gets any easier. [In fact, it gets harder!] And it seems many more were afflicted than initially thought, as well. What about you, my dear?

w5 mon!

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[THE CORGI CAR... It is healing. Lucas is lying on the ground next to some sleeping corgis and just kind of staring up at the sky, spacing out, but his attention will drift to Shadowheart whenever she appears. He pats the spot on the ground next to him! As much as he can without disturbing his corgi treasures.]

Hello, dear... Would you like to take a seat and have a rest?

Re: w5 mon!

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[corgi car corgi car corgi car hell yeah. she will creepy over so as not to disturb the sleeping puppies.]

A rest with these little sleeping darlings? That sounds delightful.

week 5; saturday

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[well. coming to find him. the way she honestly has so very little context for this.]

Lucas...?

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[Welcome to the bell tower... He's sitting on the floor with his hands clasped in prayer, though he'll open his eyes once he hears someone else enter.]

Ah— Shadowheart, dear. Hello.

w7 mon!

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[Lucas can be found on his way out of the church later in the day! Some things do not change... He's holding something in his hand, but he'll lift the free one to greet Shadowheart when their paths cross.]

Have your reunions been going well?

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Lucas.

[nodding at him, a little warmth with it.]

It is very wonderful to see all of you again.

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.]

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[Same mood... Lucas is also clean and free, and he moves over to sit next to her where she sits on the sand that betrayed him not that long ago. He also has a bottle of wine, but he will be a good host and offer it out to her.]

I didn't think to bring glasses, but if you'd like any...