[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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[surefire]

[yes, it's nice to see you again, Dormouse... was alert enough to avoid anything fatal, but probably slowed down too much to completely avoid a swipe, which in turn also leads to her losing control as she moves back and careening backwards into the hedge maze]

[dramatispersonae]

You are being a very good sport. Unfortunately, when Vincent does wake-up enough to look at him, he immediately looks away.

[dramatispersonae]

I hope you land on gravel, because those hedges are full of sharps that would love to embed themselves in your flesh.

[crueltobekind]

DON'T IGNORE ME

[sightunseen]

Why is he weak?

[looking around her curiously]

[dramatispersonae]

The hedges are all of varying levels, uneven and still unsafe, while the path remains mostly the same. Gilbert does get turned around wrong a few times, though he does pause to skirt around one spot again. Eventually, they do arrive at the gate, though.

"He resists. It's his nature to push everything out, so letting something in ... It's hard."

[dramatispersonae]

Vincent flops down, putting a pillow over his head. Wow, mature. Gilbert looks helplessly between the two.

"C-Can I help you ... ?"

[sightunseen]

I see... what a silly man, after all...

[what spot was that that he skirted? making a note of it on the way, and going to put her hand on this new gate]

[surefire]

[probably managing to land on gravel, yes. which is still painful when you crash land but at least not a scissor in the gut]

[crueltobekind]

You can make him listen to me!

[dramatispersonae]

On one side of the room, there is a small fire built up. A small grate keeps any embers or coals from getting loose and has a pleasant pattern on it. An armchair is set with its back to the fire and has a small table in its reach.

On the other side of the room, opposite the fireplace, is a bookshelf. It seems less daunting than the one on the veranda, but it's hard to tell from this distance. In between the chair and the bookshelf is a small gap of hardwood floor then a raised platform with a checkered pattern that seems to take up the whole of the grand room. There are many pieces from a chess set spread across the platform, though most of them have been knocked over, scattered with no pattern. Though, a solitary white king stands up at the center of the board. There are also many books scattered across the floor that likely belonged in the bookshelf, but where is order in this place, really?

[dramatispersonae]

You may notice a flicker of gold under the gravel. There is a weak laugh from Gilbert, "He tries ... "

When she enters . . .

[sightunseen]

[nowhere that she can see... comes in ahead of Gil and starts flipping through books at random, trying to get a sense of the contents]

[dramatispersonae]

There are small miracles, though I worry about vengeance for all this . . . Are you going to try for another gate?

[dramatispersonae]

"W-Well, he can hear you ... "

Vincent makes a noise, putting a hand over the pillow.

"Vincent."

[crueltobekind]

. . . Stop stammering like that too. The real Gilbert sounds much cooler.

Vincent, I have something I need to give you. You can either sit up and take it, or I can put it on you myself.

[dramatispersonae]

Those would be memories . . .

[dramatispersonae]

Gilbert looks affronted, but he swallows that down. Vincent is staying under his pillow, tyvm.

[crueltobekind]

[SUCK IT UP GIL IT WAS A COMPLIMENT kind of]

[And if Vincent's staying under his pillow then Kaoru's going to pull out the ring he got from Elliot and kneel with a flourish, moving to grab Vincent's hand :)]

[surefire]

[brushing herself off huffily, honestly...]

[Gate 3, perhaps. I can live with being near, Dormouse... probably.]

[dramatispersonae]

You just don't know how much of a loser he truly is, okay.

He immediately balls it up in a fist.

[dramatispersonae]

Try not to trip over the random jag of black stone near the gate . . .

[sightunseen]

[this is all super dramatic though

looks quietly at Gil]

[surefire]

[what is that... prods it with her foot]

[dramatispersonae]

It does not move. The rest of it seems hidden under the white gravel. What you can see looks like it was struck by lightning and jolted up after snapping in half with a few smaller pieces in the center.