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[ May shakes her head, and stands to press a hand against thin air on the inside of the circle ]
There's magic in the roses. I can't get out no matter how much I want to.
There's magic in the roses. I can't get out no matter how much I want to.
[Reaching forward to touch her arm lightly.]
Miss?
Miss?
[Yes, good.]
[Okay, well, good feelings are around.]
Want to check out the next room? [Gesturing to the bedroom.]
[Okay, well, good feelings are around.]
Want to check out the next room? [Gesturing to the bedroom.]
Why would someone do that?
[ She doesn't respond to you, or do anything other than move back to her original position if moved. ]
She's an echo of a memory. She hasn't been here for a very long time.
She's an echo of a memory. She hasn't been here for a very long time.
[ Karen stands and smoothes her nightgown ]
If you're ready, then yes.
[ The door does not lead to Amethyst's bedroom ]
If you're ready, then yes.
[ The door does not lead to Amethyst's bedroom ]
[ He doesn't exactly want to pursue this topic, but he's already in the thick of it so... heading for that door. ]
[ Though the door opens on something dark and cave-like, stepping through the door, you end up suddenly on the bank of a pond ]
[She glances over at Karen and stands to pick up the two framed pictures and set them upright.]
[He scans the room before moving over to the girl on the sofa. He takes a seat behind her.]
Hey.
Hey.
It was an accident. She's just got a lot of things to deal with and she's not always great at doing that.
[ The two frames are in slightly different condition - one with a light coating of dust on the back, as if it's been flipped down for a while, and the other dust-free.
Now that you're closer to the coffee table, you can also see that there's a drawer set into it right below the photos.
The dusty-framed photograph is of a very handsome man with pale skin, and tousled dark hair that has bands of brown in it, like a tabby's coat. His eyes are piercing green, he has cat-like slit pupils, and pointed ears. All in all, even without the more obvious unnatural traits, he doesn't look quite human. He's smiling roguishly at the camera.
When you touch the frame, the room briefly fills with the scent of musk and pennyroyal.
The less-dusty photograph is of a woman who looks nearly identical to Lucky. Her features are slightly less angular, her hair is cropped short and layered, with the top layer a natural brown and the underlayer dyed amethyst purple. She's grinning brightly, clearly much more outgoing than Lucky.
When you touch the frame, the room briefly fills with the scent of cotton candy and ashes. ]
Now that you're closer to the coffee table, you can also see that there's a drawer set into it right below the photos.
The dusty-framed photograph is of a very handsome man with pale skin, and tousled dark hair that has bands of brown in it, like a tabby's coat. His eyes are piercing green, he has cat-like slit pupils, and pointed ears. All in all, even without the more obvious unnatural traits, he doesn't look quite human. He's smiling roguishly at the camera.
When you touch the frame, the room briefly fills with the scent of musk and pennyroyal.
The less-dusty photograph is of a woman who looks nearly identical to Lucky. Her features are slightly less angular, her hair is cropped short and layered, with the top layer a natural brown and the underlayer dyed amethyst purple. She's grinning brightly, clearly much more outgoing than Lucky.
When you touch the frame, the room briefly fills with the scent of cotton candy and ashes. ]
[ Despite it not making any logical sense, looking at the girl on the sofa you see both a toddler and a teenager at the same time. A closer inspection of her face reveals that, despite not having the slightly-inhuman angles of Lucky's features, this girl looks remarkably like her.
She doesn't respond to your presence, seemingly completely disconnected from her surroundings, or staunchly ignoring the intruders. ]
She's an echo of a memory. She hasn't really been here for a very long time.
She doesn't respond to your presence, seemingly completely disconnected from her surroundings, or staunchly ignoring the intruders. ]
She's an echo of a memory. She hasn't really been here for a very long time.
[ Going to go stick his hand in the pond like a winner to try to gain the fish's attention]
[ Karen tilts her head curiously ]
What?
What?
[Weird. She'll dust off both frames and leave them upright. Since she doesn't recognize either of the people in them, she doesn't have much else going for those, but the drawer is interesting so she'll open it to take a look inside.]
Sometimes it's scary dealing with things you're not sure about.
An echo from a memory? [Pause, and reaching out to touch her.] What happened to make her go?
[ The girl doesn't react, and will only move if you move her, to resume her previous position. ]
Her mom got... delayed.
Her mom got... delayed.
[ The fish swims closer, nibbles at your fingers as if looking for food, and then swims away, disappointed ]
[ There are five more framed photographs in the drawer.
On top, face-up, is a photograph of a woman with long hair and Japanese features, in a kimono, who despite seeming quite solid and real, has a watery quality about her. She is most certainly not human. Touching this photograph will briefly fill the room with the scent of hibiscus and water lilies.
Below, the other four:
A photograph of Dare, the girl from downstairs in the lobby, looking like she's trying to be tough but also trying not to laugh. Touching her photograph fills the room with the scent of apples.
A photograph of a tall man with angular, inhuman features and curly red hair, his arms wrapped around the shoulders of a small Japanese woman with multiple fox tails peeking out under her robes and a rose in her hands.
A photograph of two very little girls playing in a garden - one is slightly older, with similar features to the couple from the previous photograph and vivid red hair, and the other is slightly younger, and the other looks like the girl on the sofa.
A photograph of a woman and child, very old, the fashion speaks of the 1950s - the woman has pale blonde hair and looks like Lucky but more so, and the little girl looks very much like the girl in the previous picture, but not quite. ]
On top, face-up, is a photograph of a woman with long hair and Japanese features, in a kimono, who despite seeming quite solid and real, has a watery quality about her. She is most certainly not human. Touching this photograph will briefly fill the room with the scent of hibiscus and water lilies.
Below, the other four:
A photograph of Dare, the girl from downstairs in the lobby, looking like she's trying to be tough but also trying not to laugh. Touching her photograph fills the room with the scent of apples.
A photograph of a tall man with angular, inhuman features and curly red hair, his arms wrapped around the shoulders of a small Japanese woman with multiple fox tails peeking out under her robes and a rose in her hands.
A photograph of two very little girls playing in a garden - one is slightly older, with similar features to the couple from the previous photograph and vivid red hair, and the other is slightly younger, and the other looks like the girl on the sofa.
A photograph of a woman and child, very old, the fashion speaks of the 1950s - the woman has pale blonde hair and looks like Lucky but more so, and the little girl looks very much like the girl in the previous picture, but not quite. ]
Delayed?
[Pause.] Is this her daughter?
[Pause.] Is this her daughter?
It is. [ May nods enthusiastically ]
I'd ask you to help me out, but... [ she makes a face ] The roses are kind of a pain to deal with. Literally. I wouldn't ask anybody to do that.
I'd ask you to help me out, but... [ she makes a face ] The roses are kind of a pain to deal with. Literally. I wouldn't ask anybody to do that.
[She'll pull all of the pictures out and set them up on the table with the other two. She'll straighten up and head for the second doorway to see where that leads first.]
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