week three | mingle

[marriagebroker]

No outright changes this week either. Week three rolls around, braced for impact as ever. The estate is still intact, the contestants are still motivated, things are looking good.

Well, aside from the fact you all had a blackout this weekend. That wasn't so good.

Either way, when Monday rolls around, Wei Wuxian seems to be in a cheery mood as he greets everyone Monday morning.

"Everyone, come here, come here. I have an announcement!"

Better go see what that's about, huh?

Boom Boom Room | Dates | Property Damage
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Voting

Comments

[hexensabbat]

I'm pretty confident it's you and Maya.

[Casually.



Because it's more convenient for my math that way.]

[gamboler]

So am I. Aside from that last mystery light from week one possibly being ours, and taking into account my luck, we did click rather quickly.

[ Despite their differences. Obviously, their connections have manifested differently from what the showrunners expected, but that doesn't mean they were off-base either. ]

[hexensabbat]

Right, right. And the other pairings seem a lot less likely.

I think you should stick with her this week. Then we can assume one of the lights is yours, and it ups everyone else's chances of getting something right.

[gamboler]

Well, so long as our Queen of Numbers endorses the choice. I don't typically go for safe bets, but this time, I'll make an exception.

[ He'll find some other reckless gamble to make against his liver whenever the rager happens. ]

[hexensabbat]

Whaaat, "Queen of Numbers"? That's a wild title.

[She laughs though, charmed nonetheless.]

Thanks, though. I guarantee we'll have at least one light at the ceremony! And ideaaaally, a bunch more.

[poans]

[This time, there's no lesbian PDA to repel him, and so here he is.]

Did you call?

[hexensabbat]

[... help]

Oh! Sure!

What do you think, Yi Sang? You a yaoi or a het?

[wild ass tags I'm typing today.]

[gamboler]

[





Looks at Yi Sang

Who has fumbled Yingying's advances ]

[poans]

[Yi Sang looks at Aventurine, utterly oblivious.]

[researcherstory]

[ He's clearly a yuri. ]

[poans]

[Does het mean he is obligated to engage in intercourse? Hmm . . . ]

While it is too early for me to say with confidence, and I do not truly prefer one over the other . . . for the purpose of the ceremony, I thought I might present myself as a het.

[hexensabbat]

Gotcha. Good to know!

[Look at Yi Sang go!

And then, louder to the group:]

Then all of the rest of the guys have to present as yaoi! Except for Aventurine, obviously.

[help me. take my keyboard away from me.]

[gamboler]

[ this is pan erasure ]

[hexensabbat]

[keep up, aventurine, the only options are het, yaoi and yuri]

[poans]

[No.]

Ah, but the discussion is still young. Please, do not take this to mean that my choices are inflexible. In the event of a necessary yaoi, I shall choose another.

[researcherstory]

[ This is absolutely sending her she's trying hard not to laugh. ]

[poans]

[He sees her.]

Miss Odile, perchance might I choose you for the ceremony tomorrow?

[researcherstory]

[ Oh.

Well, this does make things easy, since-- ]

I was intending to ask you the same, Yi Sang. It'd be both an honor and a pleasure to accept.

[poans]

[He nods, returning the sentiment as a no small part of him is pleased with this development.]

Then it is decided.

[The yaoi, it seems, will not be written into tomorrow's chapter for him.]

Later . . .

[poans]

[After Luka takes Yi Sang away by the hand, the latter returns alone. He makes a beeline for Odile, wherever she may be at this juncture in the discussion.]

Miss Odile, might I have a word?

[researcherstory]

[ Resorting to chewing on pocky sticks since her fruit snacks have been used for discussion, though she doesn't much mind since things... seem to have settled at least, and Odile tilts her head at Yi Sang's... beelining, which isn't particularly like the man she'd come to know so far. ]

Certainly. Here, or elsewhere?

[poans]

[On the one hand, this would be a beneficial public conversation for the rest of their team. On the other hand, glancing around the room, he'd much rather make this as much of a private spectacle as he can.]

Elsewhere should suffice.

[researcherstory]

[ Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Well, Odile sees no reason to refuse that point, so she finishes her stick of pocky before rising to her feet, inclining her head for him to follow as she folds her hands into her sleeves, leading the way.

Afar from the others... perhaps one of the ponds, though he had come from somewhere that way, hadn't he? She considers it regardless, drifting from the sounds of voices until naught but those of insects remain. The heavens reflect their twinkling dots (unknown to her, like something on the tip of her tongue before she relents and sets it aside) within the dark, shallow depths of one such pond she stops at. ]

Is something the matter, Yi Sang?

[poans]

[It's an ideal night to admire the stars above and below in the company of a pleasant companion. Regrettably, that will have to wait as he steps up beside Odile, his ruminative gaze fixed on the pond before them.]

. . . Luka has appealed to me to choose him for the ceremony.

not here

[embellwish]

[ too early to say with confidence...... don't truly prefer one over the other....

suspicions confirmed he doesn't know shit ]