week eight: mingle

[cyclists]

Week Eight
9 in Competition

As the sun rises on Monday morning, all participants will find themselves awakening with a sense of purpose. Regardless of where they slept the night before, they’ll find themselves compelled to return to the main meeting hall first thing in the morning.

Approaching the hall, however, they will find three large, swirling masses grey in color looming near the sakura tree. These swirls cannot be approached just yet, but seem to be locked and waiting for something more. Later in the day, if those in the village approach the third mass they will find themselves in a version of their home world. This world is completely void of people, but seems to be just as they last remember it. No darkness will be found in this world as well.

As the last member of the village enters the hall, they will find Lune and Sol at the head of the room. They don't speak immediately, but wait for all to settle.



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[doublebladed]

Yeah...that's what makes it a tradition, right? Or something like that. [It helps, given that he's letting his shoulders relax a little and actually looking up at Axel then.] ...it's something to look forward to again. The real thing.

[leaberator]

... Yeah. We'll get there again.

[doublebladed]

...you promise? No matter what. [Whatever has to happen.]

[leaberator]

I promise. And... you know I always keep those.

[ no matter how hard or what it takes. ]

[doublebladed]

I know. [It's the one thing he really does cling to, at least. But he falls silent again as they enter town and he buys them their ice cream (buys, as in, just takes because nobody's here) and heads for the tower.

What else can he even say now?]

[leaberator]

[ he follows, quiet. he doesn't know what to say, either. he barely knows what to think.

why... do things always have to turn out like this? ]

[doublebladed]

[The universe is a strange, strange thing. They enter the station, climbing the familiar set of stairs and reaching the tower soon enough. He sits down first, waiting for Axel to join him before holding out a bar of ice cream.

In the early days of his life, it was just the two of them. Funny how in the last few days of his life, it's just the two of them, too. He won't say anything, but he shifts a little closer to lean against him anyway.

There's no way to fix this anymore. So...they'll just have to make the most of what's left.]