[ after the wolf and dumbasses have gotten infodumped by Stormy, before the meat and tea date ]
[ anyway someone was watching last night's fiasco from the lighthouse. and you'd rolled out of Bluebell as a bird BEFORE Styx had arrived and worked his illusions, so
[along with his copy of this note Minuet gets an extra page. ftr the two white bands on the middle figure's neck are actually meant to depict a black collar, word of Ash.]
As promised, a translation. Some kind of covenant between sheep, fanged beasts and farmers? Stormy obviously has a tie to the Wolf King he is not aware of, and Blossom says the Wolf King is present in the fog. Black collars count as fanged beasts and can read the book safely, it turns out, but Lethe doing so briefly accidentally empowered them all to perform rituals, if he did not mention that to you already, so I do not think just handing it to one of them is safe, even if you trust them.
I am sharing this information with Thistle as well. Thistle is tentatively planning something in the fog and were advised this information was an important clue on how to proceed, but I don't believe details are finalized yet.
Could you let me know if you also plan to move on this information and how, so we do not overlap? Thank you.
[whatever else Minuet dreams in this time, he does have this experience:
he is in the dark, but his hands are visible, cupped around a tiny glowing light. sometimes it looks like a feather, sometimes it looks like a flower, sometimes it looks like a star. it feels like his and not his. its glow doesn't reach far, but it doesn't go out, either.
there's a second pair of hands he can see settled around his. they're much smaller, washed colourless, fine-boned and delicate. they feel chilled, though the one touching his nonmetal one is borrowing a little of its warmth.]
((THIS WILL BE SHORT AND CAN BE PICKED AT WHENEVER, I PROMISE))
Re: [somewhere in the coma time (day 20-23ish? whenever it's a coma)]
[a little while after Minuet falls unconscious while trying to gracefully exit Lily's barn, he gets a knock on his subconscious. the mental knock feels very similar to Lethe's cubecalls, actually.]
Re: [in the nebulous zone of days like 20-23ish when Minuet is sleeping]
Kneejerk -- it shouldn't be possible -- but in a place like the pasture, of course it is.
The dream unfurls around Lethe, the metaphorical door being answered. He finds himself in an open field, anchored by a single large tree. The sky, a brilliant blue, is artificial.
A voice responds comes from everywhere and nowhere all at once.
this one starts out kind of indistinct, actually. the first thing he registers is an impression of stars, in the way you know they're outside the window at night even when you've drawn the blinds. there's no window here though, which makes things a little confusing.
the second thing he registers is what is here: feathers, warm and white. he's settled into a sort of living alcove of them, moving and rustling and soft. comfortable. they seem very much like his own, but unless he's dreaming himself winged, they're not attached to him.
either way, they're easy enough to fold aside or push away, if he wants to.]
[ Being surrounded by feathers not his own is unusual enough to be noteworthy, but probably not as unusual as it would be for anyone else. Actually, it's not unlike the plants' shared consciousness.
Perhaps that's why he moves through them as gently as he does, fingers pressing through down as if it were something precious. Reaching out with his mind, on instinct.
[The visit isn't long, but it's enough to try to get him to wake up. It's not that easy, though.
She'll sit and talk to him and try to tell him nice things! Little memories like looking at the stars with Nyx and Sugar when they were little, learning how to dance from Sugar, Miyako telling her about restarting B-Komachi (and the subsequent naming of the group, as B-Komachi was Lyra's suggestion), silly dinner nights with Nyx...
But when nothing happens:]
You butthead, you'd better wake up soon.
[And she'll leave with that said.]
Re: day 20 when she's told about the coma and can get into lily
[this isn't a surprise because he knew it was coming. but sometime after the Doki Doki Demon ritual on day 22 but before the Bomb Demon ritual on day 23, a little pile of letters is delivered to Minuet's bedroom door. since he's been out and about, he might not see them until after that. but they're there, whenever he finds them and decides to read them all. Letter 1 Letter 2 Letter 3 Letter 4 yes he gets this note too]
[ pretend he gave some generic heads up around mid-morning just before he walked into the mist again, i just oocly forgot to write one.
around noon, in the most playful tone he can muster: ]
All good, dumbass. Catch you later if you want the code, I'm going back to sleep for now. Don't break the kitchen, I lost a sizable amount of dignity for that.
[ Mute has at least once before joined Minuet for his standard gargoyle routine, but most nights not. In fact, they tended to be more active at night, more willing to stray further from the flock they knew to be (mostly) sleeping (mostly) safe and (mostly) sound in the barn. They had gone out wandering again tonight after the couch burning. If Minuet had been watching, he would have seen them talking to Yata before diverting their normal wandering route. They go to the very edge of the pasture fence, not to the gate, but rather to the point that gets closest to the forest, where they stand clenching the top rail for a long time. They finally hop the fence and head into the forest. They come out not long later with a small something they take and drop off where Rubato likes to clean game.
Finally, as the pre-dawn light begins to bloom, they come around the back side of the barn.
When they climb up the side, it’s not just that they’re not being stealthy about it, but that they are being artificially unstealthy in their approach: noisy enough that even a slightly dense human could easily notice. They do a pretty decent job of making it sound natural.
Without saying anything, they go to sit down nearby. It’s not touching, not even close, but still a noticeable few inches closer than they usually do. They pull out a knife, and a stone, a canteen, and a scrap of fluffy cloth recovered from the hoodie they were wearing when Bluebell blew bell up.
Still without a word, they start to sharpen the knife. ]
[ He startles a little -- not at their approach, exactly, since he'd seen that coming.
Maybe it's the fact that they climbed up at all, even knowing he's up here. Settled close by. He knows a Mood™ when he sees one, even at a distance, and those usually come with . . . isolation. At least for him. ]
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