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[curseshit]

Rough day, eh? Time to head home to your loving spouse or to the inn to meet with your best mates. Anyway, the day is done. It was a long one too so make you sure you have a good night's rest because tomorrow is not going to be any easier. The duke wants the town to look absolutely perfect for the festival.

If you don't feel like sleeping just yet I hear the inn is running a small darts tournament. The food is bad and the rooms are small, but at least the alcohol is good. Apple cider all around!

[ mission: so about that curse! in order to break out of your curse you'll be needing three triggers or one big one. more information & examples here. hold your horses though, you aren't supposed to break free in just one night. ]

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[armedarchaeologist]

[omigod did someone say translate!?

turns and looks. mouth thins out into that guilty expression. he hadn't. hell, john probably knows what heather said from the look on aaron's face.]

Amber didn't show.

[quietly. missing the lesson of the egg metaphor. staring at the egg itself because he doesn't know if he can fix it, it's just so broken, and what if they take the egg away from him he doesn't know if he'll survive that.]

Maybe.

[noshoes]

[ at least there was no talk. "talk". you know what I mean

leans over her two perfect examples of father figures to watch this messy cooking show. this is great. smiles in blissful ignorance ]

[sawedoff]

[stops mid-spatulaing and looks over at him with the most accusatory are you shitting me with this stare]

[impending family collapse in 3]


[perfect examples]

[armedarchaeologist]

[full-body cringing. not like "he's gonna hit me," because holy irish jesus john is not that kind of person and aaron knows as much, more like he's already started hitting himself on the inside. um. metaphorically.]

Could we not in—

[cuts himself off. actually bites his tongue, because how in hell does he keep using heather as an excuse when she's the only thing that matters to him what the hell kind of hypocrite asshole is he.]

I'm s— [nope. well yeah he is but he promised.]

[noshoes]

[ okay the mute one is neri not you daniel you're not making any sense

widens her eyes a little in confusion and looks between them. what's uh. what's going on? ]

[sawedoff]

[tries to force a smile for heather but it comes out bitter-like, patting a hand over her hair and nodding toward the door. no he's not going to get into it over her head but this shit isn't going down like this bitch fool me once]

Your dad's gonna go out for a while.

[go on. with your sorry ass.]

[armedarchaeologist]

[nods silently. moves the skillet off the hot part of whatever medieval stove-like apparatus thing they're using. goes on out with his sorry ass.]

[noshoes]

[ signs is everything okay? while looking between them. you seem mad. is it me. am i the child breaking this family apart. teenage drama. ]

[sawedoff]

You're fine. Don't worry about it. He just had someplace to be. Why don't you get washed up for bed?

[dumps eggy tutorial remains in trash]

[noshoes]

[ believes in him. because she always believes everything.
nods and goes upstairs.




montage of broken part. linkin park in the background ]