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?

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Comments

[gamboler]

If you were going to miss my presence so much, you all should have made more of an effort to vote for me today! Such a cruel roll of the die...

[ A beat... ]

But perhaps we could take fate into our own hands, if you're so put out about it.

[enscene]

[She pokes a finger at him, then... leans in, actually, so she can poke it right against his chest.]

You know that we don't even get to cast votes anymore! We're basically sitting ducks in this situation. We've returned to participate in deliberations, but we're essentially your box seat audience right now.

[Furina much prefers to put it that way, rather than leaving it to fate. She's had enough of its hand hanging over her head, fingers twined around a guillotine pull. But she also knows that fate isn't so easily controlled or circumvented. Oh, how she knows it. His laissez-faire proposal almost makes her snort.]

And just how do you propose we handle that?