week four | endgame

[marriagebroker]

After one last night at the estate, everyone is set to big farewell on Sunday morning or afternoon or evening, however long they want to linger until they say their goodbyes.

There will be transportation to send them out of the estate and back to wherever they came from! They will leave just the way they arrived, of course. Taken all the way back home to their respective worlds.

But before that! Everyone is given one smartphone which they will be told can communicate with everyone else, including Wei Wuxian. If they want to call or text or whatever they want. There's already a group chat set up where Wei Wuxian has posted:

Safe travels, friends!

And Wei Wuxian will also share that they are able to travel to each other's worlds. They just need to return to the estate and from the estate, they can leave back to someone else's world. The estate will function as a "hub" of sorts for these travels.

So, farewell, friends! Here's to your perfect match!

Boom Boom Room | Talking Heads | Honeymoon Suite
Love Meme | tl;cr Meme

Comments

[beatmatching]

[ his reflex is to say "no we couldn't have", but his curiosity over how shocked she is wins out. ]

Over our clothes?

[fireball]

[ Just gestures at him. ]

Over you being you. And not putting on some stupid show.

[beatmatching]

[ that stupid show was literally the only reason he's alive today, but luka isn't really in the mood to push it given that he's still standing here and not being shuffled back into his literal bubble.

he just sighs instead, with a wry smile. ]

You might not like the real me either.

[fireball]

[ Poppy, who if she was in Alien Stage would think she could win the whole thing but would absolutely get murdered, like, immediately, returns his wry smile. ]

Probably not. But I'd like him better than the version I had to meet.

[beatmatching]

Is this your way of asking me to text you?

[ ngl his current plans with the phone are to leave it under a pile of books until yingying calls him needing to put him on speaker to put on a violin performance for her. ]

[fireball]

[ ...

Is it? ]

... I don't know.

[ Another pause. ]

I mean, you can if you want.

[ ?? She's confused regarding both him and herself now. ]

[beatmatching]

[ shrug. ]

I guess you'll see then. [ the answer here is probably no if you're just leaving this up to him. ]

[fireball]

[ ... another beat. ]

You should text me if something neat happens, I guess.

[ ... ]

I could do the same for you.

[ what even counts as "neat." well. a vague ambiguous instruction is fine, surely, ]

[beatmatching]

[ "neat" what is "neat"...

luka looks at her for a few moments. ]

You want to do that?

[fireball]

[ ... yet another beat, ]

You know what, what the hell, why not. [ As a more chipper note slides into her voice: ] Sure.

[beatmatching]

[ ...luka takes his own few seconds, considering carefully. ]

Okay. Then I'll message you when I see something "neat". [ it's gonna be basic ass things he doesn't know how to human... but maybe she will be the first to know of his career change into house husband. ]

[fireball]

[ another beat. This is still so weird, but it feels like a kind of truce has been made. Did one need to be made? Well... it feels like one has been, regardless. ]

Cool. [ He seems more vulnerable now? Which does warm her up to him, in a way. ] I'll look forward to it.

[ And the thing is, the domesticity might actually be neat to see... so maybe she actually will look forward to it, for real. ]