Your friend, 𝐑𝐞𝐝.

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[yourfriend-red]

Oh, my friend. Are you awake now? Finally!- Ahem.

The last we saw each other, you took a nasty fall, hit your head very hard. I was worried you wouldn't reach back out to me, that you'd forgotten me...

We should catch up. Tell me... well, everything! Let's chat.

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[yourfriend-red]

𝐑𝐞𝐝 sits, bridge of his nose pinched. Waiting in the foyer, crouched, crunching numbers. He didn't expect it to be like this. Maybe that event splintered more than just friendships and lives. This is more than he bargained for.

Nevermind now, it's already in play. He has to keep going. It's getting late. And he has someone to attend to, or someones.

It looks like the sun is setting, my friend. We should get you up to bed now, hm? A warm drink to send you off to bed, hopefully to help that pain you're feeling? I'm sure you've got quite the headache.

He's right. It's late, and something to take the edge off would be good. Sleep would be good. This is a lot to take in.

Come, we can talk in the morning. Head on up the stairs, friend, I'll be locking up the manor. Your drink will be sent up soon after.

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[yourfriend-red]

Okay listen. I get it I'm a dumbass. But you don't have to say it out loud Redie.

But listen.

L i s t e n

-S

What's there to listen to, whistling air flowing between your ears? The dull thunk of knocking upon your head? You've got something vital missing from yourself, micro planet. Replace it and maybe I'll consider it.

[cody-the-nova]

Unlike you I know how to cook.

You can't make a steak without making it well done. Figure out your own culinary skills before you come for mine. Is that why your chef wouldn't let you in the kitchen?

Because you'd almost burnt down the manor.

I also have a brain, I just don't feel like turning it on around you. Since you can barely understand yourself.

[yourfriend-red]

Why don't you stop staring SW4gYSBNaXJyb3I= and calling me the results, hm? Just because you were too poor to ever afford a steak doesn't mean that everyone else is as uncultured as to make it burned.

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[yourfriend-red]

Okay listen. I get it I'm a dumbass. But you don't have to say it out loud Redie.

But listen.

L i s t e n

-S

What's there to listen to, whistling air flowing between your ears? The dull thunk of knocking upon your head? You've got something vital missing from yourself, micro planet. Replace it and maybe I'll consider it.

[yourfriend-red]

What I desire.... some fuckin tylonol or smthn, maybe some food? -V.H.

Ha! Right to the point, I see. I can get you something for all that. Would you like to take it at a table, or in bed? Both are acceptable.

[antiseptiiceye]

I will probably need to sleep this off, so a bed, I suppose?

[yourfriend-red]

That works just fine by me. Let's get you up these stairs, mm?

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[yourfriend-red]

Actually... Now that I think of it, I saw such strange things while I was out cold... Are you alright, Red? I swear I saw you facedown on the floor, somewhere very dark... Do you need anything?

- Nightingale

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[nightingale-avantrum]

Ah- well, I suppose you maybe just don't want me worrying right now, ahaha... ha. ... How about something more pleasant, then? Like some tea?

[yourfriend-red]

Ahem.

I suppose we can talk about teas. Certainly, there's plenty to talk about. And that's far better than your worryings and little nightmares trickling about in your head. Best to get your mind off it, I'd say!

[nightingale-avantrum]

I'm sure you're right, I just wish it were as easily done as it is said... I'm afraid my mind doesn't let go of things so readily.

Maybe getting off the floor would help, too, actually... I got so concerned about everything that I forgot where I even was. Do you have any suggestions or preference on where we should move to...? It's your home, after all, so I'll follow your lead.

[yourfriend-red]

Ah, don't worry, we'll see about that one. There's plenty of ways enough to relax the mind, we'll find something that works.

Now, as for somewhere to go... Well. We could sit at a proper table and chat; sit in the recliners and catch a picture; even just to a sitting room. But, of course, I can also take you to a room if you'd prefer. I'm sure you'd like the privacy.

[nightingale-avantrum]

I wouldn't mind just chatting, to be honest... It doesn't sound like we managed to get up to much actual catching up, what with the festivities. Though watching a picture doesn't sound so bad either... I'm sure you've featured in a few more films since last we met, and I'm sure you'd be happy to show them off to me! You were always so proud of your work, weren't you?

[yourfriend-red]

Ah, yes, I do so adore my filmworks. It's quite hard, believe it or not, and it's certainly more enjoyable to share the fruits of my labor with those I enjoy. Though I do promise there's more than just my own films. Stage recordings of a play are to my fancy as well.

I suppose if a picture show is what you'd prefer, I can lead you to the theatre room instead.

[yourfriend-red]

What I desire.... some fuckin tylonol or smthn, maybe some food? -V.H.

Ha! Right to the point, I see. I can get you something for all that. Would you like to take it at a table, or in bed? Both are acceptable.

[yourfriend-red]

That would be lovely, after a drink. And maybe something for pain management.

((Thank you!))-🪶

Certainly! Come now, let's get you that drink and pain management.

[yourfriend-red]

Saddled wasn’t the right word, i guess. I believe you and the mayor both used to get onto me about that sort of talk.

A glass of water was always helpful with that, though. Help me up? I might need a hand getting to the kitchen for a drink. -🪶

𝐑𝐞𝐝 seems to smile.

Yes, we both quite worried about your self talk, it's not good for your health. Water is, though, same as tea and sometimes coffee. Though one certainly tastes better, in my opinion.

Anyhow, let's get you up, hm? Up you get. I can take you to a room as well, if you'd like? Up to you, of course.

[yourfriend-red]

I just got here, what's happening? - V.H.

Hm? You've been here all this time. Just you waking up from a nasty hit on the head. My, your memories keep flowing back and forth, it's like the ocean in there.

[antiseptiiceye]

Yeah... do you have any ice at all? Where am I?

[yourfriend-red]

Ah, no ice I'm afraid. I hadn't the forethought to make any.

We're at my manor, friend, after the party. You took a fall and hit your head quite badly. Here, why don't you sit up, slowly of course.

[antiseptiiceye]

Yeah- I should- Thank you.

[yourfriend-red]

Of course, of course. Now, with that fall, it seems you've got some amnesia ongoing. Unable to remember where you are, of course. I've jogged your memory a bit, but it seems you may still need time. The mind is a fragile thing, you know.

Is there anything you need, my friend? Anything you desire more right now?

[yourfriend-red]

Actually... Now that I think of it, I saw such strange things while I was out cold... Are you alright, Red? I swear I saw you facedown on the floor, somewhere very dark... Do you need anything?

- Nightingale

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[nightingale-avantrum]

Ah- well, I suppose you maybe just don't want me worrying right now, ahaha... ha. ... How about something more pleasant, then? Like some tea?

[yourfriend-red]

Ahem.

I suppose we can talk about teas. Certainly, there's plenty to talk about. And that's far better than your worryings and little nightmares trickling about in your head. Best to get your mind off it, I'd say!

[nightingale-avantrum]

I'm sure you're right, I just wish it were as easily done as it is said... I'm afraid my mind doesn't let go of things so readily.

Maybe getting off the floor would help, too, actually... I got so concerned about everything that I forgot where I even was. Do you have any suggestions or preference on where we should move to...? It's your home, after all, so I'll follow your lead.

[yourfriend-red]

Ah, don't worry, we'll see about that one. There's plenty of ways enough to relax the mind, we'll find something that works.

Now, as for somewhere to go... Well. We could sit at a proper table and chat; sit in the recliners and catch a picture; even just to a sitting room. But, of course, I can also take you to a room if you'd prefer. I'm sure you'd like the privacy.

[yourfriend-red]

I just got here, what's happening? - V.H.

Hm? You've been here all this time. Just you waking up from a nasty hit on the head. My, your memories keep flowing back and forth, it's like the ocean in there.

[antiseptiiceye]

Yeah... do you have any ice at all? Where am I?

[yourfriend-red]

Ah, no ice I'm afraid. I hadn't the forethought to make any.

We're at my manor, friend, after the party. You took a fall and hit your head quite badly. Here, why don't you sit up, slowly of course.

[yourfriend-red]

I just got here, what's happening? - V.H.

Hm? You've been here all this time. Just you waking up from a nasty hit on the head. My, your memories keep flowing back and forth, it's like the ocean in there.

[yourfriend-red]

What happened to the mirror.. I remember something about it shattering? Or am I nuts?

-S

Well, that's odd. Shattering mirror, sounds like something that... a very, very special person.. would've talked about.

Anyhow, I have multiple mirrors, you'd have to be more specific.

[cody-the-nova]

Uh the one by the front door I believe? Below the railing somewhere around there. Only one i remember, I dont like mirrors much.

And I'm sorry I dont recall who you're talking about with that personally.. Mustache man?

[yourfriend-red]

.... Why would the special person be the Colonel. I adore our friend, but it certainly isn't him.

[yourfriend-red]

Actually... Now that I think of it, I saw such strange things while I was out cold... Are you alright, Red? I swear I saw you facedown on the floor, somewhere very dark... Do you need anything?

- Nightingale

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[nightingale-avantrum]

Ah- well, I suppose you maybe just don't want me worrying right now, ahaha... ha. ... How about something more pleasant, then? Like some tea?

[yourfriend-red]

Ahem.

I suppose we can talk about teas. Certainly, there's plenty to talk about. And that's far better than your worryings and little nightmares trickling about in your head. Best to get your mind off it, I'd say!

[yourfriend-red]

Wait, that’s right. The front hall mirror. Across from the main door. I remember looking into it and seeing… *someone* walk away. But it wasn’t me…

What happened to us?

- DayTheMagpie

Well, that's quite the odd dream, I'd imagine that's what it is. The mirror was replaced recently, went out of style.

[daythemagpie]

But it felt so real. No I swear, I saw you, and Dami, and even Celine- and then after the mirror, I guess I woke up here? A concussion doesn’t make dreams THAT vivid, does it? But…

… no, it had to have been a dream. Reality doesn’t work like that. And you wouldn’t be here if it were, would you?

[yourfriend-red]

What a terrible nightmare you've had, how horrible the vivid ones are. And Celine... Why, I haven't seen her in years.

[daythemagpie]

I… I’m sorry. I didn’t realize. To be honest, I’d never gotten to meet her outside of that… whatever it was. Funny what the mind constructs from a photo or two, right?

Perhaps I need to lay down again. I think I must be seeing and hearing things.

[yourfriend-red]

Perhaps so, yes. My, you certainly did a number on your noggin', friend.

Lay down, take a load off. Rest.

[yourfriend-red]

Wait, that’s right. The front hall mirror. Across from the main door. I remember looking into it and seeing… *someone* walk away. But it wasn’t me…

What happened to us?

- DayTheMagpie

Well, that's quite the odd dream, I'd imagine that's what it is. The mirror was replaced recently, went out of style.

[daythemagpie]

But it felt so real. No I swear, I saw you, and Dami, and even Celine- and then after the mirror, I guess I woke up here? A concussion doesn’t make dreams THAT vivid, does it? But…

… no, it had to have been a dream. Reality doesn’t work like that. And you wouldn’t be here if it were, would you?

[yourfriend-red]

What a terrible nightmare you've had, how horrible the vivid ones are. And Celine... Why, I haven't seen her in years.