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

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[researcherstory]

[ To their very first. Yi Sang's words sound stronger, more convinced, than when they'd met, and later when he'd ask her thoughts. Her mouth softens in it edges, just slightly, and matches his a moment after in its gentle curve, face warming a little in both embarrassment and pleasure.

Odile knew he could smile. Still, her tone takes on a somewhat warning note. ]

He may be correct in that you two are a match. That, I cannot deny. [ As likely as any other. The warning fades as she continues however, quietly grateful. ] But I'm glad to hear your decision remains as it was before, Yi Sang.

[ Sincerely.

She chuckles lightly, turning back to the pond and dipping her fingers in it. ]

I could scarcely believe that the young man I spoke to so few weeks ago would sit beside me now, as convicted in his words and steady in his gaze as you are -- but it's proof of this very journey, both long and short it may feel, that you can do both, and have always been able to. [ ... ] I have always believed such.

[ And is exactly why she continued to pull his thoughts from those muddied waters, to glean them and better made them understood to both himself and others. Odile is not an overly optimistic woman; she relies on logic and realism to map the world before her, but... that doesn't mean she wouldn't prefer to look at someone and see what they can do, rather than what they can't. Yi Sang had always been able to overcome his unsteady stumbling and walk with a stronger stride -- he needed only the people to believe that, and the time to see it himself. ]

Do make sure you tell Luka of your decision, difficult as it may prove. He's quite the stubborn force it would seem.

[poans]

[He nods to her warning. It's true that Luka might be his match. Once, Yi Sang had been drawn to another reflection of his; though there hadn't been a light, it had been the start of looking for it. There is a probable likelihood that he and Luka could be connected in ways that he and Odile aren't.

He observes her hand in the pond, and how the water welcomes her presence. There are ways the two of them are connected that he and Luka aren't, either. Regardless of what the algorithm has decided, that, too, matters. So let this be the first choice he makes with a full heart, walking straight as opposed to nodding along half-heartedly, as Odile has done.]

I shall do what I can.

[And must, for it isn't a matter of difficulty. He might not get the chance tonight. In such a case, he will make time for Luka, and Luka alone, in the near future.]