[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]

[shamelessly looking through top shelf for more, then]

[dramatispersonae]

Gilbert puts the books in a neat pile by the shelf when she finishes, keeping everything in order, like a good maid.

When you investigate the books from the top shelf, you find more memories, albeit specific ones . . .

[sightunseen]

[oh


puts everything Gil's been stacking up and the books in her hands back on the shelf, numbly]

[dramatispersonae]

He starts to help if she'll let him.

"Nunnally ... ?"

[sightunseen]

Mm...

[shakes her head]

Is one of those books like the one for Yuri around for Jack?

[dramatispersonae]

"Probably . . . If it wasn't on the bookshelf, then it's somewhere else."

[sightunseen]

In this room, or elsewhere—?

[dramatispersonae]

"Elsewhere. Jack ... He should have a white binding."

None of these books do, unfortunately.

[sightunseen]

Any ideas on where?

[dramatispersonae]

He shakes his head.

"We could ask Vincent again?"

[sightunseen]

All right...

[leaves everything in the room mostly as found, then, to get up]

[dramatispersonae]

He is helping her and opening that door for her.

[sightunseen]

[heading back to the original Vincent's... pausing pointedly to look at that glint of gold this time, though]

[dramatispersonae]

Gilbert is skirting around it again and glancing at that.

[sightunseen]

What's down there...?

[continuing her trip without looking further just yet]

[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.

[sightunseen]

[smiles at him]

Shall we...?

[dramatispersonae]

There is a small nod, but it is there!

"M-Mmh."

Well, here we go.