WEEK SEVEN

[lockdownmods]

[Week seven is here. Surely the course is drawing to a close soon? There are more places to explore, and there can't be that much more going on but...

The wall is actually very ominous now, like something has been awakened. The field is almost impossible to be near, that's how oppressive the wall is around it. There are also physical signs of darkness dotting the wall.

Welcome, you're almost near the end.]

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[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Would a set of sting lights work? I have an extra set in my room that I'd be glad to give you.

[It's less of a fire hazard than a candle.]

[swordsinternally]

I'm... not sure. What's the difference between the lighting for the both of them?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

String lights are far less of a fire hazard. They provide just enough light to see and write in your room with the lights off... but not too much that you can't sleep.

[They provide a great spooky ambiance.... not that he's ever admitting that out loud.]

[swordsinternally]

I see.

Well, maybe we could grab them right now? I'll probably still bring the candle with me-- you can't always rely on electricity, after all.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I don't think the administration plan on cutting off the electricity anytime soon... but alright. Follow me.

[He'll start walking back to the dorms now, assuming Tsukasa will follow him.]

[swordsinternally]

[ Yeah, he's bringing that candle with him while he does follow without question. He got what he wanted but... he does think that the lights in his room might actually help with his lack of sleep lately.

Mostly due to overthinking. ]

By the way... yesterday, I got something of my Master's.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

... Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

[swordsinternally]

It's something she dropped that I had on my person before. It's just... kind of sad.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

.... You don't have to share the context with me if you don't want to.

[He's curious, but he won't pry if it'd upset Tsukasa.]

[swordsinternally]

It's fine, it's not like... there's not really much context to tell. It's more like, I miss her. But I also have to set her free from being my Master.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Ah... so it's just a reminder then?

[They've entered the dorm and Poe's heading toward his room now.]

[swordsinternally]

Yeah. But it gives me motivation. I need to return this to her.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

That's as good a motivation as any.

[He opens his door and enters the room. He doesn't bother turning on the lights after he opens the door to his room. It's already lit just enough to write and not trip over anything with string lights shaped like music notes. His room is neat and organized. All the vendor trash he doesn't want to keep is organized off to the side of his room, while most of what he does plan to keep is organized on his desk alongside a few stacks of short stories, a few prototype manuscripts, and the bowl with Enki, Super Galaxy Dai-Gurren, and the short letter Poe wrote in it. A fuzzy carpet is laid out in the middle of the room and Replica Karl is on Poe's bed.

It only takes him a few seconds to go over and pick up the rolled up string light's he's not using. They're pineapple shaped.]

I... hope that you are alright with pineapples.

[swordsinternally]

I'm not allergic.

[ It's a joke.


Or at least, he's trying to make it into one as he finds himself laughing. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[There's a small huff of laughter that slips out of Poe as holds out the string lights.]

It'd be a rather ironic death if you were. The chef dies by food allergy.

[swordsinternally]

Haah... yeah, thankfully I'm not allergic to anything.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

That's good. No one needs more potential ways to die to worry about here.

[swordsinternally]

Yeah, that probably would be pretty bad.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

.... At least it's almost over.

[Based on when they said mid-terms were at least.]

[swordsinternally]

Yeah. It really is almost over.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I... can only wonder what exactly will happen once we've made it to the end of this. I.. have theories... but none of them are pleasant.