week 0 - training facility

[murdergame]

blood match week zero



week zero

When you first wake up in your room, an announcement will play on the television.

You’ll be spending your first week before the game officially starts at a vast facility that has been completely submerged underwater. This facility consists of a central hub surrounded by four smaller spherical buildings. You can get to each subsection by either taking a shuttle or walking across a long glass tunnel.

Setting
Competitors
Private Conversations

Comments

[cygni]

Ah, a friend? [ 'Bard'...she hasn't heard that term in the longest time. It was the sort of things you heard about in instructional classes: historic performers, long, long before the wars. Or if you wanted to sound silly and pretentious. She has a hunch it wasn't the latter, with this guy. ] If you don't mind me asking, why did she stop singing?

[ that's never a good thing!!! ]

Well, if there's anything else you'd like to hear, I think the DJ might grant me one or two more songs tonight.

[existency]

[ He cants his head lightly as he lowers it, clearly thinking about the answer to her question, but it's not the question she's expecting, probably. Some of the people in the Inquisition were Cole's friends, like The Iron Bull, but Leliana was different. He's not sure how to answer that question, so he doesn't. ]

She didn't, not really. She still sings, sometimes, when it's needed, but mostly where she thinks no one can hear her. Softly, in the gardens, late at night so that no one wanders by to hear, and in the gardens so that her voice doesn't echo as much as it would in her tower. She thinks she's too busy, thinks that part of her life is over, since she has purpose now, because she is one of the hands—

[ But he cuts off abruptly, since he remembers what people have told him about his rambling, and here where there are so many strangers, he's trying to be mindful. It's like he had been lost in a thought, so he looks back up with an apologetic expression. ]

I am sorry.

[ People seemed to like it when he apologized for the weird things he said, at least. It's a bit hard to understand, since he was always just speaking the truth, but he's learning. ]

You should sing what makes you happiest. I would like to hear songs like that.

[cygni]

You don't need to apologize.

That's a shame, though. Someone thinking that singing isn't important anymore, because it was a silly thing that happened in the past, and they've got more significant things to do now [ ... ] Too many people seem to think that, nowadays.

[ a pause ]

Wise words, sir. Would you like to hear my favorite song, in that case?

[existency]

[ He doesn't know what to say to what she says, since it's not something he has any experience in. There's not even anything for him to listen from, to pull from, so he remains quiet on that subject. Instead, he just nods shyly. ]

I would. If it's all right, I would very much like to hear it.

[cygni]

Mmm. It's another love song, but it's always held a special place in my heart.

[ she hops over to the robo-dj and another happy pop song gears up. ]

[existency]

[ At least this time when he listens, he's looking at her more, though it's still never quite directly. He's a shy, skittish person, that much is clear, but at the same time, it's subtle, but he seems to be enjoying the song. There's still a nervousness in all his features, but ever so slightly, he does smile.

It's not really the song, so much. It's pretty, but Cole doesn't know much about music. There was never really music in the spire, so he only heard it in the tavern in the Inquisition.

More than that, he's smiling because he can see how happy it makes her. And that's enough. ]

[cygni]

[ Indeed, she puts 110% into this song in particular--it truly is her favorite.

When the music ends, she gives a small curtsy. ]

You seem like a very perceptive person, sir.