week four | mingle

[marriagebroker]

Final week at the estate! Final week with your friends. Final week with your beaus. Time to make the most of it, everyone!

In fact, to celebrate this fact, today there is a cake. It's nothing special, just a nice little cake to enjoy with your morning coffee or throughout the day. Yay, cake!

And when Wei Wuxian arrives that morning, he is going to call out once again for everyone to join him, near the cake.

"Everyone, I have another announcement!"

Hell yeah, announcements.

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

Comments

[nrangel]

[ Yeah, yeah. An eye for an eye and all that. It's a nice idea that it'll end at some point, but she does know that people tend not to be all that good at just letting go of things done to them, especially terrible things.

It's why the Sarkaz and the Sankta are still at it now. ]

You sure about that? I mean, I won't stop you from all the lamenting if that's what you want to do, but even if you can't make up for past sins at all, you can at least spend the rest of your time better than that.

[ A soft, single, breathy laugh. ]

Only one person died as a direct consequence of my actions, but someone else is facing the consequences of my actions for the rest of her life. We're not talking the same scale here at all, but I figure I owe it to the girl whose life I ruined to make sure she stays safe in whatever way I can help her. Not saying you need to or should go anywhere near the Hornsent, because I think you're right you're well past that point... but doesn't mean you can't do some good by someone in some other way, right?

[ She shrugs, just a little now. Heavy conversations aren't her strong suit, and this one is as heavy as they come. ]

You might already be doing that for all I know though.

[anathemaw]

[ how surprisingly insightful of her. Messmer's slightly surprised, though it doesn't show on his face; he was expecting more platitudes. Serpilia has largely seemed like an average woman to him, albeit one with a surplus of confidence and multiple weird floaty bits. Maybe he hasn't given her mind enough credit, considering she's cut to the heart of the matter so quickly. Lamentation hasn't done anything.

He exhales through his nose, perhaps in amusement, or perhaps just out of weariness. ]

... Time hath a slow and heavy stride for we who live beyond death. Long have I waited for change to visit me, and by my hand lead me to what future awaiteth. [ a beat. ] When I have quit this place, no longer will I wait obedient. By mine own feet I will walk towards it.