week 7

[arsholes]

[On Sunday morning, there is a small gift waiting for the early risers in the tower: a gold key, dangling from a length of twine tied to the wooden beam across the ceiling at the cross section of the four dorms. Upon further inspection it has a particular symbol on the back half and a note that reads "Good job. Here's your reward". The note is signed Heisenberg. The key goes to seventh floor, where there is the same symbol etched above the keyhole on the lock.

Another new floor, another pair of deaths and their numbers halved in a matter of weeks. Things can't go on like this much longer.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

✨WEEKLY DEALS✨
1. Random Record Shuffle* - A funky fresh record you can play in a record player! The only catch is Garfield gets to pick the artist. *Repeat customers now welcome [1 coin]
2. Pondering Orb - A large red-tinted orb. Good for pondering in your deep dark lair. [2 coins]
3. Dis Bear - A human-sized plush bear in fun monochrome colors! Good thing the doorways here are pretty big. [3 coins]



✨LEFTOVER STOCK AT 50% MARK-UP ON SALE✨

1. Moon God Mask - A very large moon mask that covers your entire head. It kind of makes you want to either get a hamburger or form a cult. [1 coin]




(( OOC: Don't forget to submit your orders for any threads that aren't with Heisenberg or Garfield! And don't forget activity check! ))

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MONDAY

[arsholes]

[Along with the morning Fantasy Costco deliveries this morning is a gilded invitation on heavy cardstock that reads:

"Dinner tonight will be a traditional Asgardian feast in the memory of all who have passed before courtesy of L. Odinson. (Brought to you by your local branch of Fantasy Costco)."

Any apprentice who comes to the Great Hall at dinner time will be treated to a lavish feast featuring strange fruits, warm breads, fancy cheeses, strong alcohol, and (of course) every kind of meat imaginable laid out on one of the long tables. Garfield is here to chaperone, munching on fancy cheese and directing Unseen Servants while they make the rounds refilling glasses and fetching food from anywhere on the table upon request. Loki did have a lot of gold to burn there at the end and liked you nerds enough to spend it all on you.]

[rikonstructed]

[As per a usual Monday, Nuadha starts his morning bringing down his tiresome collection of goods to the entrance hall to set up his trade pile as he goes through the latest deliveries. But this time Garfield really does have a nice surprise for him. Nuadha is making the soulful eyes of a man in love as he turns a perfect ordinary but very familiar sword over in his hands.]

Chance, hm? Perhaps the special orders didn't hurt.

[After he's satisfied with his touching reunion he heads to the library to make a mess of a desk with a large pile of notes. The collection is halfway between research chic and old-fashioned conspiracy whiteboard, with some carefully annotated sketches of the tower layout and the runes he's aware of, as well as unfortunately detailed notes about the deaths and executions. Those have small exoflected pictures attached to them, the nearest recreation Nuadha can capture of his memories of each. He's deep in thought again and unlikely to notice anyone approach.

In the evening he can be found wandering the feast, mood a little somber. He lingers anyway, although he's avoiding the alcohol. He might have finally twigged to what happened at Wu's party weeks ago.]

...I do still have all those fireworks. I wonder if that would be traditional.

[They seem like something a number of them would have liked, at least.]

feast

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

Fireworks? Oh, I've got some too! I was just scared to use them, and I didn't want to upset any of the animals...

[Mei says as she feeds pieces of salad to the rats. Just so many. They're on her shoulders, on top of her head, sticking out of her pockets, and following her around on the floor.]

How did Bruno-san keep track of them all?

[rikonstructed]

I was keeping them for the explosive properties, but I'm sure Hubert could do better with the materials we...

[Just. Trailing off as he takes in the sheer volume of rats.]

...Ah. That one should be Rosa. He said she was the mother of some of the others...?

[He didn't name ten of them though.]

entrance hall

[pegasinister]

[Hubert was already looking for Nuadha, a package under his arm, so seeing the spread is just a bonus]

Ah, there you are.

[rikonstructed]

Hubert. Did you need something from me?

[Surprising, and intriguing. He glances curiously at the package Hubert's carrying.]

library;

[replacementshield]

[ This is not the second time that he's walked in while the other was busying himself with something, but perhaps it won't be the last. ]

Hopefully you're still aware of your surroundings while you study those notes.

[ Him speaking up this time as he's coming over should at least prevent less of a surprise this time. ]

[rikonstructed]

[Despite the somewhat gruesome material his expression lightens a little at the sound of Felix's voice. He leans himself back in the chair and tips his head to look up at him.]

I do remember your warnings. --I was studying the executions to see if there's a pattern.

[Just as fair warning, before Felix gets too much of a view unawares.]

Feast

[spitessier]

They're meant more for celebrations, but at the same time a few of those who have left us would try to get our mood up at a time like this.

[Which is why he suggests:]

You should use those fireworks.

[rikonstructed]

Put like that, it does seem fitting. ...Would you like to help, then?

[Katsuya is looking a little... well, Nuadha doesn't think any of them are likely feeling their best now.]

[encelevenemus]

[Most of the day, Somnus spent outside, practicing as he often did. Phantom blades of azure light manifested from the air, aimed at the unfortunate tree that served as his target. At no more than a gesture with one hand were they driven into the tree with a force powered by frustration and anger—none of which showed on his ever-steady expression.]

[Calm and calculated, no matter what he felt. No matter how much he wanted to forget the entire week prior had even happened. No matter how much he felt strangely as though he had been here before, left to pick up pieces freshly re-broken.]

[Gods damn you, Loki. You utter fool.]

[…Perhaps begrudgingly, he did make an appearance at dinner: staring blankly into a glass of wine, Zephyrus perched on the back of a chair beside him with a piece of meat held in his talons.]

[Had there been such an occasion when the first Oracle died in what came to be called a tragic accident? He couldn’t remember anymore. Gods, he hoped so.]

[…Somnus wasn’t fully sure of the exact funeral rites in the modern era. He barely remembered what they had been in his own time. We give this soul to the Glacian’s mercy, that Her embrace may…something. Shiva was not exactly Lucis’ patron, but death was as cold and as natural as the turning of seasons from autumn to winter. As unforgiving and unfeeling as stone and steel.]

[This was well known, and yet… Astrals, he was so tired of this.]

outside

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[It's hard to miss Mei from her yard sale outside the building, what with the badgermole she's currently petting and the rats all over her. She hesitates before politely waving at Somnus.]

You're practising? Do you need any help?

[encelevenemus]

No--it is merely target practice, nothing more. Take care you stay behind me.

outside;

[replacementshield]

[ Felix emerges outside, catching sight of Somnus pummeling the tree. Though the other man does not show any such frustration, it does keenly remind him of when Katsuya had been doing more or less the very same. So, he goes with his intuition. ]

Hmph. It doesn't look like you're partaking in a simple practice session.

[encelevenemus]

It is just target practice.

[Another flew past his shoulder and slammed into the tree with enough force to shake a few leaves loose.]

Nothing more.

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei is back in the training room for much of the morning, concentrating hard on sword drills with the blunted training swords. She's also got Fern's sword attached onto her side, though she isn't practising with it. Overall, she's improved, actually hitting targets and not wiping out or dropping anything.

But one can't train forever, so she later goes to the entrance hall to open some Fantasy Costco boxes... but one looks particularly large and has air holes in it. That one takes priority. Good thing, too, because she lets out... Wu's badgermole.]

Eh? What are you? --There, there, don't freak out! I'm going to need to figure out where to put you...

[At least it's only the size of a horse.

After that is settled, she'll set up outside with all her Can Trade pile, animal menagerie hanging around her. It's such a nice day, after all, and why have a yard if you don't have a yard sale? Come get your crap or trade her her crap. Or just judge the rats, dog, and badgermole she's happily petting and feeding.

At the supper, Mei seems back to her old self, happily serving herself a huge pile of meat and feeding snacks and vegetables to the animals. She's eating very politely this time, though, and has dressed up in a much fancier kimono than her usual ones. Maybe it seemed appropriate.]

He did this for all of us?

training room;

[replacementshield]

[ Felix is usually in the training room during this time anyway, so he will be heading in, catching sight of Mei's movements. He'll watch quietly for awhile to observe the results of weeks of training, which is like...good.

Good enough. ]

Hmph. It looks like to me you've improved even further.

[ He spots her with the sword nonetheless. ]

I told you that you should be wielding something less likely to distract you in battle. Pause for a moment in your training and come over here.

technically underage drinking cw

[draconite]

[ Monday morning finds Bryn outside with Victor and having thoroughly given up on trying to find anywhere to spend time where nobody has died yet. Victor spends their time joyfully running around and having a good old doggy time while Bryn sits by the garden Orthrus has been tending to. She's taking furiously scribbled notes in her notebook and her brow is creased with visible frustration.

Midday, she finds her way to the lounge where she can be seen staring pensively into the fire which is... unusual for her. She has the folded piece of paper that caused such a commotion at the trial – her cringe ancient fanfic – and with a sigh like someone being fucking exorcized she tosses it into the fire. ]

Hopefully, this really will be the end of you...!

[ And in the evening, well, she's not going to pass up dinner. She doesn't know what Asgardian food entails but finds it to be oddly familiar. The meats and vegetables are foreign, but the presentation, the preparation is all so familiar it makes her feel intensely homesick in a way she hasn't in a long while. She piles her plate high with a little bit of everything and eats and drinks until she feels like her stomach might burst. Lulled halfway to sleep by food and wine, by the time her plate is empty, she's in a far more mellow mood than the others would have seen her by now – and more talkative by far. ]

Mm... you know, my dear companion back home would be terribly jealous to miss out on a feast like this.

dinner

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei smiles a little at the comment, picking at her own tower of meat on her plate.]

Oh, really? Your friends sound like they're a lot of fun.

[twibeast]

[ Orthrus spends his morning in the training room. It's not very often he goes in there, but he's been feeling a little bit rusty and it's as good a place as any to practice.

Specifically he's practicing forming his shields and other things. Reforming the mana into a sharp form a few days prior reminded him that it wouldn't hurt to practice some more in case of an emergency and so now he's forming a shield, splitting it apart into two smaller shields only slightly bigger than his hands, turning those into a more knife like shape, then putting them back together to create something more akin to a lance. ]

Seems to be all in order...

[ Once he's satisfied he checks out his blind box purchases from Garfield. Once he's gotten them, he decides it's maybe time to unload some of these by piling all of the most recent stuff on a table in the Great Hall for anyone to take (if it hasn't been handwaved as gotten back already).

In the evening he feels... a certain kind of way when he sees all the food before them. He avoids all the meat and alcohol but helps himself to the other, vegetarian options. He doesn't stay in the Great Hall though - he takes his plate up to the eighth floor and makes himself comfortable in the solarium, avoiding the weird plant and keeping near the ones he likes. He likes this room quite a lot, as it lets him enjoy plants and the sky without having to be anywhere near the water. He's got some books and writing utensils with him to read/practice with while he eats, but of course he's just as likely to be playing his harp as well. ]

yard sard

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei comes in with her... animal menagerie and waves.]

Orthrus-san! You're just who I was looking for! I wanted to ask you if there was space where you're keeping your horse. I mean, it's okay if there isn't, I can ask Garfield-san...

[She pets the horse-sized badgermole trailing behind her.]

training room

[rikonstructed]

[Not who he expected to find in the training room, but he pauses to watch a little curiously.]

I didn't realize your power was quite so flexible.

[sunshade]

[ On Monday, you might see a super creepy doll walking through the hallways. Yes, on her own. Perhaps she joins you while you're eating dinner. Or just sits there and stares at you while you work on something. Angie is w a t c h i n g.

Her puppeteer is close by, though. If you want to ask her what the fuck she's doing. Patchouli might be losing her mind, a little bit. ]

random hallway time

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei's just minding her own business heading to supper when she sees Angie, squawks, and flails, falling over backwards.]

Oww... [She rubs her side and looks up.] Wait, is that you? Is somebody in the doll?

[twibeast]

[ ................................................

what the actual fuck is this.

He notices Patchouli close by ]

Lady Patchouli is this... yours?

[ please say yes. ]