[Ludger will find Ambition lounging in the beauty parlor, looking at various shampoos and conditioners. The cake he made is sitting on a table nearby, untouched.]
Oh, there you are. You've got some sense, at least.
[If Ambition's cake was the same size as the others, heads would have rolled, maybe.]
[Well...the sandwich is a nice touch, and when Ludger enters the studio he'll find that it's on a place and in front of Love who's seated on the floor. Posture rigid, they don't move, but they do look up at him and gesture for him to approach.]
Kresnik-san. [It's polite, quiet and patient.] I can guess why you're here, but please sit down.
[When Ludger enters the dance studio, the snowcone's nowhere to be found, though there's a very pleased god seated in the middle of the floor.]
I'm really glad the rule about not taking things from other rooms got lifted, even if music got sacrificed instead. The offerings you guys come up with are kind of cute. [Hello Ludger, please come sit.]
[as long as i post this before the mingle goes up i'm not that late--
anyway, when Ludger arrives in the beauty salon, the dish he had the parfait in is empty, and Ambition is just pulling her mask into place. Apparently, it was really good? She ate the whole dang thing.
But because she needs to work on her people skills, what she says is:]
I'm not normally one for home-cooked food, but I guess I can make an exception for you.
Immediately after the trial, Ambition is still a mess. But she appears for Ludger anyway, waiting for him inside the beauty salon. She's seated with her back to the far wall, under a freestanding rack of nail polishes, her legs drawn up to her chest and her face buried in her knees.]
I'm sorry...
[Her voice is quiet and a little stilted. She's... not good with apologies.]
[Ludger will have to haul himself out to the east wing and to the wrap-around porch of that big blue house overlooking the camp. Cunning is sitting in a deck chair, and there's an empty plate which means he's probably already eaten. His hands are folded behind his head as he overlooks the area.]
Did word get around that I'm easily bribed with food or what? [Hello Ludger, please have a seat.]
[Ambition waits for Ludger in the dining hall. Her mask is off, and she's got the little mini cheesecake in front of her... but she's also got two forks, and she offers one to him when he walks in.]
[guess who's eating in the beauty salon this time. that's right, it's ambition, and this time she isn't sharing. the food is 3/4 gone before he even arrives, and she's still working on it.]
You really went to her. ...I should say thank you, probably.
[Well. Here they are in the beauty salon. Ambition seems nervous - she hasn't touched the cupcakes yet, although she's got them in front of her and keeps reaching for them like she wants to eat them.
When he enters, she looks up and drops her hand to the table.]
[In the game room, Merriment is seated on the billiard table and about 1/4 of the omurice is left, fork stuck in it and Merriment leaning back on his hands to watch Ludger enter the room.]
Don't think I've ever had something like that before. But you're a chef, right? Tasted pretty good to me.
I was actually hoping you'd tell me why you decided to support the killing rule. I heard from one of the other gods you choice was a pretty big surprise.
[When Ludger comes to find him, Justice is sitting at a table at the lab, head resting on the surface as he watches a little robotic dog move jauntily around on its little legs.]
[Ludger probably didn't want to wind up in the armory...
...and Cunning doesn't feel like meeting there either, which is why Ludger will find Cunning on a couch in the lobby of the hotel instead. The plate with the dessert is empty save for a few crumbs and the like, but when he spots Ludger he lifts his hand in a wave.]
I'm starting to get a little envious of you people who know how to cook. [Sup.]
[In the parlor today, Ludger will find that Beauty has set up a table for two with a variety of coffee and tea and little snacks spread before them. Vases of roses sit on nearby tables, and the pudding...is gone. Because it was delicious. So Beauty sits in a high-back chair, right leg crossed over his left at the knee and he waits for Ludger to enter the room.]
Good afternoon, Kresnik-kun. Thank you for the offering.
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WEEK 1
Oh, there you are. You've got some sense, at least.
[If Ambition's cake was the same size as the others, heads would have rolled, maybe.]
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... Do gods not eat, or was it just not to taste?
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WEEK 1, POST-TRIAL
There you are. That all went on for so long!
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Sorry. [ he doesn't sound exactly sorry. ] Did you see everything that happened?
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WEEK 1, SATURDAY
Kresnik-san. [It's polite, quiet and patient.] I can guess why you're here, but please sit down.
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... Can you help my brother?
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WEEK 2, MONDAY
I'm really glad the rule about not taking things from other rooms got lifted, even if music got sacrificed instead. The offerings you guys come up with are kind of cute. [Hello Ludger, please come sit.]
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[ sits!! like a good dog. ]
... It worked.
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WEEK 2
anyway, when Ludger arrives in the beauty salon, the dish he had the parfait in is empty, and Ambition is just pulling her mask into place. Apparently, it was really good? She ate the whole dang thing.
But because she needs to work on her people skills, what she says is:]
I'm not normally one for home-cooked food, but I guess I can make an exception for you.
[i hate her]
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[ that's like. the only hint ambition gets that maybe she should lead with that instead of a bunch of tsun, smh ludger. ]
I'm glad - does that mean I should make another next time?
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WEEK 3
Immediately after the trial, Ambition is still a mess. But she appears for Ludger anyway, waiting for him inside the beauty salon. She's seated with her back to the far wall, under a freestanding rack of nail polishes, her legs drawn up to her chest and her face buried in her knees.]
I'm sorry...
[Her voice is quiet and a little stilted. She's... not good with apologies.]
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What're you sorry for? You didn't kill anyone, and I know you did as much as you could to help us.
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I'm sorry. I got so distracted by Julius...
[ he couldn't figure out the last living culprit. ]
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dwrp html is a menace
also if ludger dies next week..... this is gonna be really sad
IF ANYONE KILLS LUDGER I WILL CRY. NOT AMBITION, JUST ME.
bless your heart, bc i won't lmao
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WEEK 4, TUUUESDAY IF THATS OKAY
Did word get around that I'm easily bribed with food or what? [Hello Ludger, please have a seat.]
tuesday's cool!
[ is there another seat? ludger will dither around uselessly for a minute before just. leaning against the railing. ]
Do the gods know the alignment of all the players through the entire game?
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WEEK 4
Here. Share this with me.
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Thank you. I gratefully accept your offer.
[ but he doesn't take the first bite either. it's hers, after all??? ]
Another week down.
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WEEK 5
You really went to her. ...I should say thank you, probably.
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god he's such a doormat, pls save me from him. ]
I do my best to keep my promises. This one was easy.
[ and then his smile fades as he gets to the reason he asked for an audience: ]
Could I use a favor in exchange for information on who killed Bart?
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WEEK 5
Thank you for the offering--it was absolutely delicious. I'm sorry I couldn't share it with you in person. Please, join me.
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I offered the whole thing to you, not just a spoonful. I'm glad you liked enough to enjoy it all.
[ and he'll sit! ]
I know it's been a while but... I wanted to thank you for your kindness back during the first trial.
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WEEK 5
When he enters, she looks up and drops her hand to the table.]
Thank you for being with Disorder this week.
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Yeah, it was no problem. Her power came in handy, though I probably should have used it earlier.
[ and, admittedly, he's not sure if he could stomach using it again. that was... a Lot. ]
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WEEK 6, MONDAY
Thanks for the crepe. It's been a while since I've had one.
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[ he'll also sit, leaning back on his hands with his legs sprawling. ]
So, uh, I was wondering why it seems like... the gods don't really get along with each other?
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WEEK 6, MONDAY
Don't think I've ever had something like that before. But you're a chef, right? Tasted pretty good to me.
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[ if there is one. ]
... I've heard you're the god to go to for unbiased information? Is that true?
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WEEK 6
Come into my office, take a load off! What can I do you for?
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[ he's teasing ]
I was actually hoping you'd tell me why you decided to support the killing rule. I heard from one of the other gods you choice was a pretty big surprise.
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closes eyes, i... i meant love. it was love, originally, not beauty
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WEEK 6
I know what it is, yes.
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... Can you tell me?
[ pls don't confirm his worst fears. ]
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WEEK 7
You're late.
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... I'm sorry. I should have visited you two weeks ago, but I didn't.
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WEEK 7, THURSDAY
...and Cunning doesn't feel like meeting there either, which is why Ludger will find Cunning on a couch in the lobby of the hotel instead. The plate with the dessert is empty save for a few crumbs and the like, but when he spots Ludger he lifts his hand in a wave.]
I'm starting to get a little envious of you people who know how to cook. [Sup.]
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Do you want to learn how? There isn't much time left, but I'm sure I could get a few lessons in.
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WEEK 7, THURSDAY
Good afternoon, Kresnik-kun. Thank you for the offering.
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You're welcome. Did you like it?
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WEEK 7
She gestures for him to come over when he walks in.]
Sit down.
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Hey, Ambition. Final week.
[ ... and then he basically blurts out:]
I think Disorder is feeling kind of lonely.
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