WEEK ZERO: MINGLE

[retellers]

WEEK ZERO: MINGLE (43 remain) Rise and shine, gremlins. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and it's the start of a new week. Speaking of new, if participants turn on their PHS, they'll notice another section available. There's also an alert for a new message, titled TEAM ASSIGNMENT. Opening it will reveal which Leader they have been assigned to. Furthermore, at the corner of the PHS screen is an icon of an animal, depending on who their Leader is. It is visible only to them and no one else. That's not the only change, though. Participants may not notice at first—or perhaps they will?—but sooner or later, they may realize that they're... missing something? Strange. Three Leaders can be found around the area, open (?) to approach. If participants want to speak to them more privately, or to an absent Leader, it looks like they'll have to go through another channel. Which is to say, the Planetarium is now open! Finally, for the rest of the week, the participants will inexplicably have the urge to be physically affectionate. That person you just met days ago? Time to cuddle! This complete stranger you ran into? It sure is tempting to hold their hand. This urge can range anywhere from minor to impossible to ignore, depending on the situation. Enjoy your bonding!

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[riegan]

Hah. (It's a small laugh in the back of his throat, nothing mean or judgmental, ) Actually, I'm kind of the same way.

Music and fun are all well and good but some of the dances nobles do are too much for me. And don't even get me started on some of the topics they want to talk about.

[showyourself]

That's surprising, coming from someone trying to organize a feast for everyone.

[she sweeps across the floor, tilting her chin up slightly to meet his eyes.]

Are you telling me you don't love standing for hours with a glass in your hand that you never get to fully drink, talking about the latest developments in the trade and storing of pork?

[riegan]

Feasts are great. There's nothing wrong with a good meal with even better company.

(Oooh but that sure is a look and he raises his head, chin up much higher than it needs to be and gives his best noble impression,)

I say, don't you? Why, who knows what might happen if we don't take everything seriously. People might think we have fun. How common.

(Oh, no, he can't keep this up.)

[showyourself]

[as claude shapes himself into a perfect noble, elsa titters, shaking her head in amusement.]

Your veneer's slipping. How are you going to brag about your family's storied history and various wealths at the feast, now?

[they are making noble jokes! literally always funny. nobody with a rank that actually means something acts like that, after all.]

And I know you've already read it all, but... I want to introduce myself personally. I'm Elsa. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[riegan]

Oho! If you think this is all I have, you're sorely mistaken. Why, I could go on for nights! Days! Forever.

(It's good to see Elsa snickering though and he relaxes his posture, having enough of his little play. Wow, who knew acting like a real noble could be so exhausting,)

Claude von Riegan. (Because some people have family names, Disney.) But you can just call me Claude. The pleasure is mine.

[showyourself]

[her family name is just the country!! it's fine. she nods, though, nodding in acknowledgement, and smiles again.]

When were you thinking? For the feast, I mean.

[riegan]

Wednesday evening. Sometimes you just need a mid-week celebration.

[showyourself]

Oh, yes, I agree. I very much agree with that.