[heart game]

[dormancy]

There is a click, a soft urging, almost whispered too soft to hear, but you can sense that you are being beckoned somewhere, lead to an elaborate open door with wood panels and great curls of gold leaf. You cannot see what is beyond the door, but it smells sour and sharp. Before you can turn over the thought of should you or shouldn't you, if you are the kind, there is a quiet push at your back and through the door you go . . .

Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .

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[sightunseen]

The garden... I think that's where we need to go next, then... and I would like to see your past, too, if that's all right.

[dramatispersonae]

There's a small push at your back by a soft pair of paws? A razor sharp ribbon sails at him, careful . . .

"Hurt, hurt!!" "Make him cry~!"

[crueltobekind]

[DROPS IT]

Sibcon . . .

[if there's nothing else here then he's going to head out to look for the Iolite cabin]

[dramatispersonae]

Lelouch and Mirage.

[nexrophilia]

[ Looking at Mirage's... ]

[dramatispersonae]

"You want to return that branch? And I can try to find it ... "

[dramatispersonae]

IT SURE IS. :')a Also, there is Iolite's cabin to your left.

[emocalypsed]

[dodges, though not very far]

Vincent, please.

[sightunseen]

I want to replace it... it's the wrong flower for this room. He made a mistake.

[shipwithwings]

[roars back at it, taunting and fluttering way~ up~ here~]

[dramatispersonae]

There is a good cut through the fabric and down into skin. The claws are coming at him again from both sides even. It may be a good idea to run . . .

[crueltobekind]

[INVADES IT]

Is anyone here~?

[dramatispersonae]

His brother leaves, Elliot arrives. Elliot leaves, his companion arrives. It is truly ironic. Perhaps, even fate?

He is sweet though corrupted. Peridot will do well for him.

[surefire]

Hmm. I see.

Regardless, you really should value your own desires more highly.

[nexrophilia]

[ ... Ah. Putting it back.

...Okay, well. Let's go check out that door instead. ]

[dramatispersonae]

"The wrong flower? Keep your promise? ... Which flower did you want?"

[dramatispersonae]

There isn't anyone.

Though, a corner is made up with a pad and several rich pillows and blankets all in a heap. A table set low in the Oriental style is made up with a vase of flowers and tea as well. Oh, and there is a lot of bling in this house. Jewels, gold, and riches everywhere.

[dormancy]

I'll think about it.

[crueltobekind]

[WHERE ARE ALL YOUR PEOPLE VINCENT :(]

[picks up a handful of gold and tips his hand to let it fall again, just feeling the weight of it, really]

[emocalypsed]

[jumps up, and--yeah, runs]

[surefire]

Well, I couldn't have you do more than that.

Is there a way out of here?

[dormancy]

The room is elegant and well-put together with a few arm chairs and bureaus. Heavy curtains hang from what appear to be windows, and an empty vase sits on a low table. There are a few empty dishes and a teapot set out. The room has been cleaned up a bit, so there isn't any dust or spiderwebs hanging about, at least.

[dormancy]

There is. I can show you it.

[dramatispersonae]

It changes to snarling, low and violent. The cloak shifts and moves around it like an angry tide.

[surefire]

If you would.