Audience: Ash

[gatonina]

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WEEK ZERO, MONDAY

[gatonina]

[after feeding the blue bunny, it zips off past the receptionist desk and out the door, bounding its way across the grounds. ash will have to be quick to keep up, but the bunny will lead him all the way to the isolation cabin. the door will swing open automatically for the bunny. inside, ash will find winter wizard with a licorice stick dangling out of their mouth(?) and a magazine in their hands. they drop both when the bunny hops on their lap, immediately cooing at them.]

Hi, baby! [bunny first, paying attention to ash later. they glance in his direction once they've scratched the bunny between the ears.] Go on, take a seat.

[voidbreaker]

[ well then. this is not where he expected to be taken, but hey. he'll take that seat. ]

You that desperate for some quiet time?

[gatonina]

Haha, something like that. You guys seem nice, but it's so weird having these many people around.

[voidbreaker]

[ hm. ]

Not used to visitors around here? This place kinda seems set up for exactly that.

[gatonina]

Um, yeah? 'Cuz we cleaned it up once we knew you were coming. It's usually not running like this.

[voidbreaker]

How long was the prior warning?

[gatonina]

I think... the moment you woke up on that bus? We're connected to this place. Our bullshit sensors started tingling.

[voidbreaker]

Hm.

[ talking about hustlin' ]

Did all that planning include-- [ he snaps the scrunchie on his wrist, so it stretches and snaps against the skin there ]-- and the titles on those little lists of yours?

[gatonina]

[they wiggle their hand-- a sort of "eh" gesture.]

Yes and no? The lists are related to what we are naturally able to impart. Scrunchies keep you safe.

WEEK ZERO, THURSDAY AFTERNOON

[gatonina]

[after feeding the blue bunny, it zips off past the receptionist desk and out the door, bounding its way across the dirt path. ash will have to be quick to keep up, but the bunny will lead him to the mess hall. it is there that he will find winter wizard sliding the contents of a lunch tray into the trash bin. the blue bunny will come to a stop by their feet, and they will place the tray on top of the bin before bending over to scoop the bunny up.]

Ash, hello! Are you hungry? I don't mind if you grab a bite while we chat.

[voidbreaker]

[ ............. y'know what? sure. he can eat. ]

Who makes all this stuff anyway?

[ time to grab a tray and something to consume ]

[gatonina]

[they watch him, petting bluekie in the meantime.]

Obviously not me. I think you can take a wild guess, though.

[voidbreaker]

If it ain't you it's one of the other two.

[ he will serve himself a snack. delicious. ]

[gatonina]

[they laugh, just a little.]

They're better at it than I am. I can boil water and use the microwave, that's it.

[voidbreaker]

[ he snorts. ]

You sound as bad as my mom.

[gatonina]

I'm going to take that as a compliment.

[voidbreaker]

Great woman, goddamn awful cook.

W0, SUNDAY

[gatonina]

[not long after ash feeds the purple rabbit, it zooms out the door and down the hallway, leading him to a door marked as 3C 💜. the door opens for the bunny and it darts inside, scrambling its way up a makeshift ramp propped against the desk where purple heart sits. as ash enters the room they lift their non-bandaged hand in a short wave.]

Ash. What may I do for you?

[voidbreaker]

[ what up, he's just immediately gonna move so he can look at the hand without actually touching it. ]

...

[ sigh. ]

So that's what happens when you try and tell us what the actual heck is going on here then?

[gatonina]

[ash can look! the hand is in a new less-bloody glove and bandaged both inside and outside of the glove. it seems to be doing better and not actively bleeding at least.]

So it seems. Believe me, it was as much of a surprise to us as it was to you.

[voidbreaker]

[ congrats on not bleeding out from surprise stabbings, purple heart. ]

So why'd someone else get injured as well? You were the one's sharing that "forbidden lore", after all.

[gatonina]

I presume that's why. If we aren't allowed to share, then...I suppose something will find a way to force us to stop.

[voidbreaker]

And skewerering your hand's not considered enough of a deterrant, huh?

[gatonina]

I would have continued if it was only impacting myself. [and therein lies the problem.]

[voidbreaker]

[ damn, love yourself ]

Right. So whatever's causing this is a sneaky bitch, got it.

So now the game's out of the bag, or whatever we wanna call it-- are you still limited to what you can and can't tell us?