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

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[irreversal]

[ There it is. Shoko has always been a rather direct person, always hated it when the higher-ups and the more politically-inclined sorcerers played games. She doesn't mind it so much from Shindou, since he's not part of that circus... but he also sort of is, in his own way, even from another reality, and perhaps it's why his opinion isn't one she shirks off immediately. ]

...I know.

[ Well. It's her, after all. No one else could do what she does. It's a feat in and of itself, unlike the displays of raw strength and power that the students are capable of, but something on its own all the same. But... admirable?

She casts her gaze down at her cigarette, watching the smoke trail up from between her fingers. Is this admirable...? ]

You know, that friend of mine... He once told me he wanted to raise stronger sorcerers, so that they could break down the system and make it better. But he didn't have the sense to stick around to see it happen. [ she scoffs, albeit in a playful way. ] Idiot.

[ Now it falls to her, to take care of those kids, give that dream a fighting chance. ]

[phenomerom]

[ Once again, he can't help thinking -- which is better? This seemingly harsh system that Shoko is caught in, churning through exorcists like fodder, or his own solitary existence, constantly searching for those of his ilk? His gaze skims from the coffee maker, to the waft of cigarette smoke, up to study her downcast gaze, before sliding away once more. Giving her a little space. ]

... horribly selfish, isn't it? The way front-liners will throw themselves into danger without consideration for those left behind. I suppose the thought that 'it's the right thing to do' makes it easy to be reckless.

[ Said with a wry laugh, because even he knows this is deeply self-incriminating. But that's fine. He can take a jab at himself right now if it'll ease some of the tremendous burden Shoko seems to be carrying. A brief, thoughtful hum before he continues. ]

Ieiri-san. I meant it, that you're admirable. But you're also only one person. I hope you won't permit that friend of yours to saddle you endlessly with their wishes -- there is only so much responsibility you can take on.

[irreversal]

[ The right thing to do. It always comes back to that in the end, huh? Even something as heinous as commandeering Gojo's corpse - making him a weapon in his death as he had been in his life - just seemed, at the time, to be the 'right thing to do,' especially to Okkotsu. So eager to fill the infinite void left by his teacher, to become the monster his teacher had been - because it was the right thing to do. Because someone had to be.

...She hopes that's going to be the last time they ever have to resort to something like that again.

But her gaze lifts towards Rom again, studying. Thinking about what he'd told her about his visitor two weeks ago. And noting how he says what he says with a grain of self-awareness to it, like he knows exactly what it's like. At length, she quirks a brow at him, then offers a laugh of her own, a little less wryly. ]

Like hell I'm going to let that guy have too much of a say in my life now that he's gone. He can't make me do anything anymore.~

But... [ she shakes her head. ] I appreciate the reminder, Shindou. To be honest, it's probably not me that we should be worried about. His students have a lot on their hands, after this whole mess. So... I'll be there for them.