week four | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

Tonight, they're back at the courtyard for the fourth and final time. Nothing has changed too drastically decor wise, there are still lanterns abound and a table full of food and drink. There is also now a third couch near the special couches for Messmer and Odile, if they so choose to sit there. But again, you do you! Wei Wuxian is certainly not going to stop you.

Speaking of that guy, he's here and dressed to impress again. He's looking snazzy. He's waiting for everyone to arrive, watching as they do and grinning broadly all the while. Then when everyone arrives, he clears his throat and begins to speak.

"You all have achieved three of the eight lights you need to win the game. With the match of Messmer and Odile, you only have to light up five lights tonight to succeed. Let's hope you pick right, huh?"

But he has complete faith in everyone! So, let's get this show on the road.

"Team Wangji, you're up."

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[reverso]

[Surprise (not a surprise at this point), Verso is indeed a softie with a gooey center, and this is simply further proof of that. He glances over at Messmer when the demigod speaks up, feeling torn between that feeling of overwhelm and utter—

Hope. Joy, even.]

For both of us.

[Ah, merde, he needs to pull himself together. Verso scrubs at his face with the back of his hand, banishing away the warm, prickling feeling at the corner of his eyes. The smile he wears soon after, though, is not at all performative.]

Finally, a chance to be free.