w3 afterparty

[selfconcept]

Everyone passed! That's great! But Wei Wuxian is gone and you keep getting a weird feeling. Maybe it's the adrenaline that's dying down. Maybe you saw something strange because you're tired? It'll all be uncovered on Sunday. Why not take a breather for now? If you're injured, ask Florence for some medical aid. (can be handwaved) It's around 10 PM when you're released.

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[catarou]

[ Well... that gets a quiet laugh from him. ]

Ah, but you see, I was hoping to cause property damage with the force of my gaze. But I suppose cards is a sufficient distraction.

[ He's... not so willing to open up about what's weighing on him. Keeping things light is less dangerous. ]

Perhaps as we play, we can each tell stories.

[festiverogue]

Last time I tried to stare a hole in the wall, the wall won.

[Wink.]

That's right, you're an author. I bet you've got plenty of stories up your sleeve. Mine aren't going to be nearly as good, but let's see what we can weave.

[Madara goes to find some cards for a second, then comes back and sits down, pulling them out to shuffle.]

How do you feel about placing a friendly bet?

[catarou]

A bet, is it?

[ He smiles, and if it's a little melancholy, then-- surely it's only Madara seeing things. ]

What did you have in mind?