WEEK THREE MINGLE

[potatomance]

ᯓ⭐ WEEK THREE MINGLE

Happy third week, lovebirds! Here's to hoping you're riding high on the wave of success of one whole pair being correct! Surely you must have an idea by now how to win this thing!

Probably?

The good news is that you're not going to have to find yourselves in any weird clothes this time around, except maybe that just leads to a strange sense of foreboding for a future scenario...? Who knows. You can't quite brace yourself for it this time.

But don't worry, it's not like there's nothing happening. On the contrary!

For the entirety of this week, you'll find yourself feeling... clingy. It's going to start feeling very strange if you're not leaning on someone, holding their hand, cuddling with them, sitting in their lap, stealing a kiss, or engaging in some other form of affectionate physical contact. And if it's someone you're already feeling fond of OR someone you actually can't stand, guess what?

That feeling is doubled!

You may realize this is an unusual feeling, but so what? Trying to ignore it is only going to make it feel stronger and do you really want to make yourselves feel miserable?

Shut up, masochists.

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Comments

[thefinalcontract]

Most excellent. I am quite glad to hear it.

[mechanideptus]

You are free to rest your head on one's shoulder, if it should feel too heavy to keep upright. And don't forget to drink some water.

[ Yes, she's mom-ing the tiefling. Lovingly. ]

One is all right, but thank you. Last night was... disappointing... but one has lived through many disappointments great and small.

[hearthwarming]

[ She can guess, even if it might only go so far as knowing they both quite like spirits. ]

The same goes for you, you know. Genuinely.

[hearthwarming]

[ It does feel that way, and were it not for the limited time they have here, Ori is sure that they could all go on and on in circles without any sign of stopping.

That moment of softness is all she needs, really, to feel more assured of her choice for tomorrow. ]

...All right. Hah. That's basically what Manuela said too, you know. Maybe you two really are alike.

[mechanideptus]

One would hope, although one is not confident that assistance wouldn't come at a price.

[ That price being their dignity. Riri would find a way to make it as embarrassing as possible. ]

That said, they seem to be doing well enou--

[ Oh. They fell. ]

Hm. Never mind.

[alcoheal]

[EVERYONE ELSE GOT TO EAT THEIR FLOOR PIZZA! Manuela, indignant, actually stands up in her seat to try and snatch back the confiscated bagel. It landed bagel-side down. It was perfectly good!]

I think Xianyun and Lucifer, or Mithra and the ambitious doctor if it was supposed to be a joke.

...I'd rather believe in those guys, though. [lmao]

[hearthwarming]

Oh, Manuela...

[ She's going to go ahead and simply... Pull Manuela into an embrace, a hand coming up to the other woman's head to stroke her hair. ]

You remind me so much of Prince Kaulinor when you say things like that... He'd call himself a "fuckup," but his heart's always in the right place. I don't think you've failed at all. Honestly, when it comes to being on a show about romance... There's not very much of it going around, is there?

[ozzz]

[Feisty. He makes himself comfortable on said lap as he listens, and for once he doesn't have to strain in order to follow along for more than a handful of words.]

You look fine now, though.

[alcoheal]

Right, you'd have been to my taste, too.

[She'd said as much to Ori, though she focused on the part where they are similar rather than her interests.]

I think all three of us are best served by making our own decisions once we get up there.

[Yes there's an entire war table going on around them. Yes this is still her stance on it.]

[cosmoid]

Then we shall.

[ a beat. ]

Regardless of the results, we should meet after the ceremony.

[cosmoid]

Yes. But I've come to believe I am made of the part of the Sea God that follows his heart over all else.

[ and to follow up on that, he's going to flop next to wherever she is, making sure they're touching in some way.

you ever have an entire argument with yourself for hours? yeah. ]

[ozzz]

No? Then what have you been doing?

[As he asks, he takes languid steps toward the kettle where he knows the hot water to be. A part of him is sincerely curious to know what Oz gets up to in their days at the castle, though he would rather swallow fish bones than say that aloud. It's easier to choose his words in a way that issues a challenge, egging Oz on to give up what Mithra wants.]

[alcoheal]

Just trying to figure out if that's what you're doing here.

[cosmoid]

[ heheh. ]

Mine are called Ena. Only those solely of the sea have them and their true function can only be seen under the waves.

[ he tilts his head in a silent ask about her sister. he knows lizards have them, so it makes sense to him that other land folk could too in another world. ]

[ozzz]

That is my choice. Are you against it?

[alcoheal]

No idea; you'd have to take it up with Riri.

[She places her hand between his shoulder blades. It isn't really necessary for the spell, but it does make her feel like she's actively doing some healing - something that's eluded her for weeks now.

The weakest and most miserable Physic cast will at least minorly reduce the inflammation and bruising, but it's bandaid-on-a-splinter level.]

That's it, huh.

[alcoheal]

Something you don't want to talk about beforehand? [Her eyebrow raises, all the more curious because of it.]

That's fine by me.

[alcoheal]

I think it's stupid. [But she doesn't say she's against it. Out of all of them... he's the one who'd say he was fine with a match that would leave him alone, isn't he?] But it's what you've decided.

[ozzz]

[Stupid, she says. He shifts at the insult, but his shoulders sag as they often do at her concession. Eventually, he nods.]

Yes.

[alcoheal]

Yeah, I look great, thanks. [She's been recovering well, even if she hasn't been able to visit the infirmary for regular checks.]

But the thing is... it still hurts. When it rains, when I get ticked off and start bickering with someone... when I dwell on it too much. It hurts when it has no reason to. I think it probably will for the rest of my life until I get my hands on that guy and finally pay him back with a stab or two of my own.

[ozzz]

[Recognition flickers to life in his eyes. Now that's a sentiment he can understand. There are certain hurts that linger from a slighted pride; in such cases, comeuppance tastes like fine wine.]

Then you know the one who's responsible. Will you pursue him once this is over?

[bewrightback]

[Well, Phoenix really will take any amount of relief he can get right now. And maybe his brain will placebo itself into thinking it's having more of an effect than it did!]

Well I feel something! I think. I really appreciate you trying to help at all... Thanks, Manuela.

[aureated]

[Ori says that that's not nearly as fancy, but--]

Perhaps not as "fancy", but as far as I'm concerned, the title of mother is far more prestigious. Only the strongest of people are suited to it, after all.

[aureated]

[It's okay, she'll point it out.]

Ah, so it is like attempting to force a cat to do something?

[aureated]

Ah, that's right. You did mention you're injured.

[ALAS...]

Another time, then. I would love to see how my students would do against students of another world's school.

[And, firmly:]

We should organize a field trip after all of this.