15strangers | WEEK 2

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*round 3,
*week 2

WEEK 2

WEEK 2

[A week has passed. There's been no body, no investigation, no trial. No deaths. Congratulations!

Now the question is, will it last? At the moment, the Commander seems content with forcing people to do petty and mean-spirited errands in return for a mere shower. On the one hand, it's just for showers. On the other hand, what if the demands start to get more extreme? Would caving in encourage her? Is anyone willing to try and find out?

Honesty, with all the strange dates and information floating around from what's been uncovered, the only one in this place who's probably not worried as the time slips into its next movement is Sir Riprazor McRockfang. That's right, he's a sir. A grumpy sir, yes, but still a sir. No one's going to mess with him, regardless of what his true origins may be. And if they do, beware - he bites. Omnom. Good luck, everyone.

There are fifteen strangers - and one alligator - in this place.]

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Thanks, I... I'm glad too. I know it's bittersweet, but... it's a song that means a lot, for a lot of reasons. Vita, seriously, thank you.

No, it's fine. I think something bittersweet or sad is far more fitting right now. I mean, someone is bound to take her up on that threat. It wasn't just to revive our loved ones, it was also a threat to their very souls.

[He looks momentarily stricken at that - but only momentarily. The soft smile is back on his face right away, slipping towards rueful.]

I hate to admit it, but I know my father would have thought the same thing. Necromancy is a sin the Church has never forgiven... and it doesn't work, where I'm from.

But forget about that. Those pictures over there... is that him, the man you told me about?

Yes that is him in his uniform for Thors Academy, which is a military academy in my world.

Military, huh...

[Well, crap, he's seen this story before... or so he thinks.]

So there's a war on where you're from, too, then?

There was until recently. It was a civil war sparked by the assassination of the Chancellor.

[She actually gestures towards the man on the left in her crude doodle of hated people. This one has darker hair and she went through the trouble of making sure there was a streak of white towards the front.]

I didn't receive a picture of him because at the end of the war we found out he was alive and well. Somehow in two months he recovered fully from a shot to the heart. A shame the same wasn't true for Crow.

A damn shame. And two months... there's no way that could be natural. I'm not even sure magic can heal a direct hit to somebody's heart. Well, not where I'm from, anyway.

It most certainly can't. If it could do you really think I would have just stood by while someone died of the same sort of wound?

[Interesting choice of words there for a seemingly normal woman.]

Wait, you mean you can - oh, oh no. It was him, wasn't it?

[He can take the magic thing in stride. The thought of Vita not being able to save someone she cared about, even with magic... being the one to die in that kind of situation is one of his biggest fears. The dismay on his face is entirely genuine.]

It was, and I can't even remember how that thing woke up to be able to kill him. It had to have been some mistake I made. I'm sorry, I don't mean to unload this on you. I should be over it since it was already a couple of months ago.

Hey, no... a few months is nothing. You want "should be over it", Hell, I've... my father's been dead long enough there's moss on his gravestone.

I cannot let my feelings get in the way of my duty and I should never have grown attached to him.

You can't help what your heart does, sometimes.

[And immediately he's blushing again.]

Sorry, that was - that was a little over the top, wasn't it?

No, you're just trying to be a good friend even in a horrible situation. And did I ever mention you're quite handsome when you blush like that?

[Yeah, let's totally change the subject.]

I - I, uh - I think that might be the first time you've said it outright, uh - thanks?

[why yes his voice did just crack all the way into squeaking territory on that last word....]

[She definitely giggles when he does that. Makes her wonder how he'd react if she went beyond teasing. He'd probably turn a bright red. Right now it just seems like a good idea to steer the subject away from such a dangerous one because he's so easy to talk to and she could use to think about anything else.]

Well, I think you deserve to know. And if you were curious, Crow and I were just friends. He's sweet and charming, but our duty came first.

Yeah, I've heard that one before....

[He says it with a sigh that's more like two-thirds of a laugh, and looks away, still blushing.]

Been the one to say it, too, but... she's younger than I am, she doesn't know what she'd be getting into.

That sounds like something I should be saying to you. I do know what I'm getting into.

Well, uh... you'd be right, though, I really don't know much of anything about... That.

[Well, this just went in a direction he wasn't expecting...]

Really? [She feigns shock, but she actually isn't too surprised.] And here I would have thought a man like you would have had many offers by now.

Well, uh... aside from one persistent one back home, can't say I've really noticed any. Been told I'm pretty oblivious, though.

Are you? Well, that's easily remedied.

[And right now she's glad she's wearing heels so she can even do this because he's a decent bit taller than her. She'll just come in a bit closer and put her arms around him as she gives him a kiss. It's short because he's obviously an innocent and she doesn't want to completely blow his mind. She's still going to keep on holding him unless he pulls away.]

[Vita is coming towards him, and then she's kissing him and Jonathan is pretty sure "trapped somewhere people have been told to kill each other, dressed up like a space crusader" wasn't on the list of places he'd ever expected this would happen for the first time -

The first real time, the first serious time, the first time not two kids behind the rose arbor laughing at how boring and not like the movies at all it had been pressing their closed stilled mouths together -

All in all, he'd never really wanted to be Sir Galahad. It had just sort of turned out that way. He doesn't mind, much, usually, but this is... this changes things. A lot.

More important than that - where are his hands supposed to be? Her waist? That works, right? Hips are definitely off limits, especially in a dress like that. He isn't sure when his eyes closed, but he lets them sort of flutter back open once her lips have left his. Her hands haven't left his body, so he leaves his where they are.]

So... that's why you asked?

[He barely recognizes his voice, it's dropped into a husky register that sounds like Marlene Dietrich as a man, or something. He might've forgotten to breathe for a moment there, that could've done it. He doesn't know.

Right now, there's so much he doesn't know, and even more than that, it's like all of a sudden he knows exactly how much he doesn't know.]

[She definitely can tell he's all nervous and it's just too cute to her. She may have done this sort of thing many times, but with someone experiencing it for the first time it feels new to her as well.

She definitely isn't nervous about this, okay maybe that's not completely true. She does want to make sure not to ruin the experience for him. If things go wrong, this also may be the only chance she gets.]

It is. No need to be so nervous, even just being held by you is comforting when I'm so scared about what could happen, but I'll admit that I would love more.

I - you mean kissing? Here?

[There are other people around. Have to be, somewhere. But Jonathan can't make himself care, for some reason. Vita's right there in front of him, in his arms -

There's something almost rueful about the smile on his face as he starts to lean back down to meet her lips with his.]

Well, far be it from me to disappoint....

[He could get used to doing this. He really could. It's almost as though his hands know where to go to draw her close against him... is this what moving on instinct outside of a fight is like, then? It's wonderful.]

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