[ obligatory fit check instead of sexy angel costume! though at least now i can mention that yves was probably covered in bandages beneath his angel costume earlier so it wasn't even that scandalous. if nothing else, it just shows that the lace half mask he was wearing wasn't just part of the costume - it's an outfit staple. yay!
WHEREVER MIZU IS, IF YOU DON'T HAVE A SPECIFIC PLACE I'LL RNG US QUYNN - but yves brightens up and approaches ]
[yves looks so fancy and meanwhile, mizu, clad in wandering murderer chic. the whole outfit has clearly been washed and stitched back together way too many fucking times. some of the stains have never fully come out. awful.
ALSO YOU MAY RNG US... IT'S FINE. mizu's just gonna stare at him like, ok. what a normal introduction. weirdo.]
Mizu. [reciprocating absolutely none of that enthusiasm.] There are more of us than I expected.
[ SIPP DID THIS yves is approaching and if they're at the beach he's careful, watching his footsteps to make sure he's mostly walking on already trodden paths and not adding too much to the SCENE OF THE CRIME ]
Feeling distrustful, Mizu...? I can't blame you... I heard you were here with others last night.
[ yves is currently in the library! he's sitting there as he seems to be looking over maps in a frenzy, along with a few other books. they appear to be an assortment of books that contain knowledge of flowers, each of them opened to sections on the same exact flower: spider lilies. blooming red in print, in comparison to the dark ones that vine around yves's halo.
[wowie! imagine being powerful enough to write an actual starter during memshare week. anyway, they are both stuck in the funhouse for the long haul while one of mizu's memories (NSFW) plays over the mirrors. content warnings for full on nudity, voyeurism, prostitution, and referenced sexual/physical abuse. i'm so sorry, yves.
anyway, mizu doesn't seem terribly bothered by most of the memory... but there is a noticeable shift in mood as it draws to its end. a hint of guilt and regret visible on mizu's face, here and gone within seconds.]
yves has never frequented the brothels in coene himself, but he's not unfamiliar with their like. prostitutes are among his many friends, and he defends them against brutes more often than not. it never occurred to him that one day, the violence could end like this.
he breathes in at the end, and then out. he turns to mizu. ]
[ where are we? out in the wild! it's probably the ballroom as yves is admiring the grandeur of it all with very much country bumpkin energy. oh to be a lil fish out of water in such a grand place
and when he sees mizu, he brightens up. there's immediately all those gross feelings of happiness and friendship and delight.... he loves mizu ]
there's a flicker of exasperation in reaction to yves's feelings. but that little blip aside, the feelings here are largely... fond? emotion share is doxxing us today. there's an undercurrent of something tired and angry and muted at all given times, though. just lurking there.]
Yes. This island is like something out of a child's dream.
[a candy castle with its whole ass candy ballroom...]
[ yikes! yves is just exploring one of the areas where the bodies were found, vibes apprehensive. he's more serious today than any other day and bc i forgot to mention it in curfew the night before, he does have a sword at his side again finally yay
he looks up and waves ]
Mizu. Find anything? I guess it's just habit to keep trying...
[welcome to the void. i'm not thinking about locations at nearly 10pm.
emotion share is betraying just how rancid the vibes are after that whole ass trial, but that's fine. yves likely feels worse? mizu will stop to stare at him whenever they happen to cross paths, taking a moment to assess whatever is coming through the weekly effect. hello...]
well he looks a little sheepish and nods at mizu in acknowledgement like he's not sure how much people want to see him, even though he knows mizu understood...
what's coming through are all the horrible vibes from trial now being made clearer. guilt, a sense of failure, and a healthy amount of self-hatred. yay ]
[HELPPPPP what if i godmode us both into being alphas... what if......... they had to walk through the beer rain in the neighborhood to get on the train the first place!! okay.
anyway, mizu may be a bit high on the alpha juice because i'm not a coward. simply cocks an eyebrow at yves, leveling him a stare, like. oh, i see... you have decided to die...]
So it does. [hums. and completely deadpan, clearly not serious:] Well, do you want to?
[ everything is horrible but at least we have the bar
and yves is going to pick out some sake selection when he sees mizu ]
Mizu, you owe me!
[ but also
he is going to deposit his sad little envelope right back on the table for mizu to read... he turns his back so it's not like he's going to watch it happen at least ]
[HELP. not his sad little envelope... while his back is turned, mizu will quietly read it and then tuck it away. unfortunately, emotion share is a snitch once more. yves will get the sense that mizu is very touched, but also... a little sad? after finishing the letter.
totally pretending like that isn't the case, though.]
[ ok iT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!! YVES IS MAKING HIS ROUNDS TO SEE PEOPLE and he's bringing a gift with him. it's a paper flower again, but this time in the shape of a lycoris, just like the ones on his halo. it has both red and black petals, and it truly looks so hilariously goth from someone so sunshiney
[IT'S OVER.......... honestly, not so hilariously goth considering what mizu knows about yves's life. the fact that he's so sunshiney is the real jumpscare.
but the paper flower gets a considering look, and perhaps it even looks like mizu will reject it? but eventually, it's taken from yves hand.]
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WHEREVER MIZU IS, IF YOU DON'T HAVE A SPECIFIC PLACE I'LL RNG US QUYNN - but yves brightens up and approaches ]
Hi! I don't think we've met yet. I'm Yves!
[ WHAT A NORMAL INTRODUCTION ]
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ALSO YOU MAY RNG US... IT'S FINE. mizu's just gonna stare at him like, ok. what a normal introduction. weirdo.]
Mizu. [reciprocating absolutely none of that enthusiasm.] There are more of us than I expected.
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week zero, friday...2!
Funny. They didn't know we could die again, but they still have an order of operations for this.
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Feeling distrustful, Mizu...? I can't blame you... I heard you were here with others last night.
You're okay? You didn't get hurt?
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week 0 post-trial
sitting down next to mizu wherever ]
Do you drink, Mizu? Will you have one with me?
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also truly cannot blame him for wanting a drink after all that, tbf. mizu regards the bottle and the two glasses carefully.]
Not usually. But I suppose today has been anything but usual.
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week one, monday.
What's all this for...?
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[ and he's SOOOOO happy about it! he's bringing a heart-shaped balloon over for her... ]
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week one, saturday.
before saying anything, mizu pauses to watch him, trying to gauge his mood.]
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Wanna drink?
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week 2, monday
he looks... stressed? confused? for once ]
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What's with that expression?
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week three, monday.
anyway, mizu doesn't seem terribly bothered by most of the memory... but there is a noticeable shift in mood as it draws to its end. a hint of guilt and regret visible on mizu's face, here and gone within seconds.]
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yves has never frequented the brothels in coene himself, but he's not unfamiliar with their like. prostitutes are among his many friends, and he defends them against brutes more often than not. it never occurred to him that one day, the violence could end like this.
he breathes in at the end, and then out. he turns to mizu. ]
... you were asked to do something difficult.
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week three, thursday.
if mizu catches him trying to escape, he's gonna get stared the fuck down. no words, only disappointment.]
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and he nods in acknowledgement to mizu before continuing to walk because he assumes he's not the one mizu's worried about ]
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week three, saturday.
yves can catch mizu heading back to the mansion. nods at him when they happen to cross paths. hello.]
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Wanna drink, Mizu? Though all I have is wine today...
[ not sake... ]
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week 4, tuesday morning
and when he sees mizu, he brightens up. there's immediately all those gross feelings of happiness and friendship and delight.... he loves mizu ]
Mizu! Exploring?
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there's a flicker of exasperation in reaction to yves's feelings. but that little blip aside, the feelings here are largely... fond? emotion share is doxxing us today. there's an undercurrent of something tired and angry and muted at all given times, though. just lurking there.]
Yes. This island is like something out of a child's dream.
[a candy castle with its whole ass candy ballroom...]
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week 4, tuesday
If you did I think you and Wis'adel could be good together actually
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of all t he people here, you think of wisadel?
don't beridiculous. she is my sworn enemy
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week 4, friday
he looks up and waves ]
Mizu. Find anything? I guess it's just habit to keep trying...
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mizu's vibes are pretty grim. there's a tired sort of anger at everything that's happened, and everything that's yet to come.
shakes head...]
Nothing. As usual, everything that had to do with the murders has been hidden from our sight.
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week four, saturday.
emotion share is betraying just how rancid the vibes are after that whole ass trial, but that's fine. yves likely feels worse? mizu will stop to stare at him whenever they happen to cross paths, taking a moment to assess whatever is coming through the weekly effect. hello...]
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well he looks a little sheepish and nods at mizu in acknowledgement like he's not sure how much people want to see him, even though he knows mizu understood...
what's coming through are all the horrible vibes from trial now being made clearer. guilt, a sense of failure, and a healthy amount of self-hatred. yay ]
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week 5, monday
anyway because he no longer fears god, yves points at the powerpoint slide that has all the best couples in heaven: ]
Mizu, the weird image reel that knows our names thinks we should kiss.
[ he's so obviously teasing but he clearly thinks this is amazing and funny ]
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anyway, mizu may be a bit high on the alpha juice because i'm not a coward. simply cocks an eyebrow at yves, leveling him a stare, like. oh, i see... you have decided to die...]
So it does. [hums. and completely deadpan, clearly not serious:] Well, do you want to?
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week 7, monday
and yves is going to pick out some sake selection when he sees mizu ]
Mizu, you owe me!
[ but also
he is going to deposit his sad little envelope right back on the table for mizu to read... he turns his back so it's not like he's going to watch it happen at least ]
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[HELP. not his sad little envelope... while his back is turned, mizu will quietly read it and then tuck it away. unfortunately, emotion share is a snitch once more. yves will get the sense that mizu is very touched, but also... a little sad? after finishing the letter.
totally pretending like that isn't the case, though.]
Pick something dry.
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endgame
but he'll offer it out anyway ]
Mizu, will you accept this?
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but the paper flower gets a considering look, and perhaps it even looks like mizu will reject it? but eventually, it's taken from yves hand.]
I don't promise not to lose it.
[honest as always.]
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