[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]

What's down there...?

[continuing her trip without looking further just yet]

[emocalypsed]

Good.

[dormancy]

. . .










Thank you.

[dramatispersonae]

"Mmh, I don't know, but it feels off to me?"

[sightunseen]

Hmm...

[what does Vincent say about Jack :')]

[dramatispersonae]

It takes some talk and neither look pleased about it, but directions are eventually given over. They are heading to the ninth gate.

[sightunseen]

[quiet this time till they get there. maybe still shaken up by the memories she saw, who knows.]

[dramatispersonae]

Well, someone is worried, but he's also looking at the gate tensely. It is identical to the rest.

[dramatispersonae]

When you enter the gate, you arrive in a nicely done up room. The smell of roses is thick in the air, and the few candles flicker which casts long shadows on the wall. There isn't very much light in here. Jack is seated upon the loveseat with a small blonde-haired boy sleeping in his lap. He gives a bright grin to you.

[emocalypsed]

[if he doesn't flinch or make any motion to withdraw or anything, he'll gently draw Vincent into a hug]

[dormancy]

[hugs are okay, not returning it tho]

[emocalypsed]

[it's okay, petting gently]

[sightunseen]

[smiles at him]

Shall we...?

[dramatispersonae]

There is a small nod, but it is there!

"M-Mmh."

Well, here we go.

[dormancy]

[. . . grabbing ahold of his shirt]

[sightunseen]

Good evening, sir.

[curtsies!]

[dramatispersonae]

"And a very good evening to you~. What a pleasure to have such a charming visitor. You, too, Gil~."

[emocalypsed]

[just keeps holding]

[sightunseen]

We're here looking for reading material~

[dramatispersonae]

"Ah, are you? I'm not much of a reader, though. I don't know if you'll find anything here."

[sightunseen]

There are books with white bindings all over, I think. They're part of a collection...?

[dramatispersonae]

"Haha, a collection of white books? That sounds interesting. Well, I wish you luck."

[sightunseen]

Thank you, sir! You're very kind.

[unashamedly checking the room out for book hiding places]

[dramatispersonae]

"Jack, please~. I'm not that old."

Gilbert is going to try to help, but he is just going to be stiff and awkward.

[sightunseen]

If you'd prefer~ my name is Meadow.

[thaaat's okay. checking all available places for the book :')]