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the worst visit in the world

[regrede]

[ guess who she knows who is red and also basically obligated to treat her nicely since he saw her sad memory of stigmatization (that wasn’t even sad at all, really)!

knock knock, reim. she’s hungry and lonely and she knows exactly what she wants for a treat—what better reason than this to make someone consensually give her their blood, when she promised guren that she wouldn’t attack anyone willy-nilly? if he doesn’t answer right away, she’s just going to knock louder. ]

Reim! Open up!

can't believe this is popping my inbox cherry

[allweather]

[Is this the sound that ends the universe? Or: Reim, alone in his Ruga house, is expecting zero company- because he hasn't had any yet and he's from a world where people send word ahead of time when they drop by, please- so he's both surprised and not when he hears Sierra's voice coming from his door.

God give him strength. Alright. He answers after maybe the third loud knock, giving her a look that is not displeased, but maybe... wary. What is it.]

On my day off, Lady Sierra...? [days off. laughable.] What can I do for you?

as it should

[regrede]

Pardon the intrusion.

[ said so sweetly, like she didn’t just bust down his door trying to get his attention. she smiles in a way that shows off her fangs, and curls her fingers into “intimidating” claws.

really, she’s going for cute, but she’s also an ancient creature with the power to back anything up. ]

Did you see the quests? Trick or treat.

[allweather]

[Bold of her to assume that a) he's passably digitally literate, and b) that he knows jack about Halloween, or even enough to know what trick or treat means. He looks at her blankly for a moment before glancing aside, like, maybe someone will pop out from behind a bush and shout "gotcha!!"

Why is the scariest woman he knows standing on his doorstep saying these mysterious things... hmm.]

I don't follow.

[regrede]

[ sierra has a little girl who has seen a computer before to help her, but more than that, maribelle taught her. she was ready for this. she’s a natural.

just wait until she figures out how to make posts.

as soon as reim denies her, her cute demeanor drops, and she places her hands on her hips. ]

Hm. I don’t really understand either, but I believe now is the point at which you give me a treat.

#FFFFE0 | she’s back

[regrede]

Well, I hope you’re proud of yourself.

- Sierra

[ signed, like it would be anyone else… ]

[allweather]

[It's almost endearing that she signs her name, but only almost. Truly, no one else would be messaging him... It's not that he's been avoiding her, but actually he definitely has. Urk!!]

Quite the opposite, actually.

I believe I owe you another couple apologies.

[regrede]

I’m listening.

[ it feels silly to type that on a computer where she cannot actually listen, but the point is made!!

she’s open to reim’s apologies. ]

[allweather]

[oh well maybe not now if she's going to be like that--]

Well, that's it, isn't it? I am sorry. Even if I cannot control the effects of the town's... antics, I ought to have been better prepared.

#FFFFE0 | round 3

[regrede]

[ this message is going to come in the wee hours of the night after the quests have appeared. sierra has been driving herself crazy trying to do something for approximately the past eight or nine hours, and the sun is up now, but her awful project is done.

the only thing left to do is to actually show reim, subject of (and subject to) her gratitude, so don’t mind the hurried tone of the PM. ]

Come over or I’m coming to carry you here myself.

[allweather]

[Now, Reim usually is up during these wee hours, after a healthy amount of sleep necessary to succeed, so this message coming at an odd time wouldn't actually be too outlandish - normally. But for some mysterious reason he's been feverish and sick all goddamn night, and so now when he blearily stares at his laptop screen to read his messages, it's after he's spent several hours trying and failing to sleep off this sudden onset of sickness.

He feels... tired. And achy. And gross, really, just more gross than he's ever been, everything hurts and he's nauseous on top of that. It has been a terribly long night. So.]

I am afraid I'm ill.

[It takes him like five minutes to send this back. Tragique.]

[regrede]

[ no… sierra is not going to let his illness get in the way of her gratitude, so when she receives this message that is as good as a “no,” she grits her teeth and types something back in a hurry. ]

I can’t bring it to you. You must come here.

[allweather]

[sierra he is DYING here!!]

Bring...? Can it wait until my fever has gone down?

QUEST 33

[regrede]

[ sierra probably sent reim a message informing him that they were going to be going on this quest together—if she seemed a little clipped in it, that’s because she was, with an unexpected chill freezing her bones just as she went to send it off.

she’s kind enough to walk all the way to reim’s new residence, which is probably not that far, really, but she does note that she’ll need to clean her shoes off sometime soon. the colorless mud is worse than if it has been completely restored… ]

Reim! Come down.

[allweather]

[so glad she came to serenade him like this... Reim is busy doing his nerd thing while he waits for her, whatever that is, maybe just tidying up the now empty third bedroom after Ari disappeared and feeling glum about it-- but ah yes, duty calls.

he's here, he's here. it's time.]

Hello to you too. Are we in a hurry?

[u ok gurl]

[regrede]

…hm. Hello.

[ sierra shifts, crossing her arms. of course she’s seen him since they got snowed in, but they haven’t had a proper conversation in a little while now. it’s not awkward, really—she’s just taking note of it. ]

We’re not in any hurry, but I’d rather not waste time.

[ she doesn’t want reim to see one of these strange cold attacks she’s been suffering, but also, she doesn’t like leaving things unattended. she needs to check out that sphinx! ]

[allweather]

[sierra... well, if she's in a mood, he can handle it. it's fine; he doesn't need to be nosy yet.]

Of course. Shall we?

[lead the way gurl!!]

#FFFFE0 | i hate that it’s only me

[regrede]

I’m sick of these ghosts, and therefore, I’m going to sleep for a few weeks. Please don’t wake me unless it’s an emergency.

I hope to see the bath completed when I awake.

- Sierra

you've claimed this reim zone

[allweather]

At least one of those I can confidently promise.

Rest well, Lady Sierra.

[regrede]

Good morning.

Someone beat you to the baths.

[allweather]

[hey gurl what's up, totally didn't have a weird vision of you and zelda having a conversation like a week ago......]

I noticed. It does look nice, at least.

Did you enjoy your nap?

im here to combo break

[withwisdom]

[ while it's hard to say if this bell will actually do anything, this quest is a lot easier than fending off elves, or singing songs. go to the woods, ring the bell, make a wish. zelda ends up requesting reim to come along with her, thinking they could both ask for something useful. ]

What do you think you'll wish for Reim? Or is it a surprise?

at last

[allweather]

[Fending off elves and singing are the worst things ever... worse than the skeletons that turned up the other month, according to Reim. So yes, he's pretty dead set on ringing a bell in the woods - seems harmless enough.]

Something practical, I suppose... This town provides the basics, more or less, but not entirely.

[Stationery. He needs stationery.]

[withwisdom]

That is very much like you -- in a good way of course!

[ of course. ]

I'm still rather undecided. I'm contemplating a wish for a warm winter, but maybe that's too powerful a request for a simple quest? The rules are always so fickle.

[allweather]

Of course.

[Do not Roast him this early in the quest.]

Do you think such a broad wish would leave too much room for interpretation? By, er, the town's mysterious forces. [...] Perhaps if you rang the bell multiple times.