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Room 3

You find yourselves in a well acquainted parlor while the storm rages on outside. Mother's voice resounds from somewhere unseen.

"Dear Mother will be with you in a moment, my children. But until then, please do try to become well acquainted with one another."

[You'll find a small dance card tucked into the pocket of your outfit. It has on it a description of your role. Please refer to the DP journal for a post locked to your team with the contents of your card.]

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We must remain optimistic.

Easier said than done.

Ah, yes, but there's something to be said for the attempt.

My lord Bligh, do you think attempts are sufficient for all things?

*pauses, hands twisting a little in the drapes*

. . . I don't, Marquis Foreham.

Neither do I. It seems to me that there are some instances in which we, the ones with power, must aid those who struggle with their attempts.

*very still, face turned away*

... er, my apologies if I've offended you, my lord.

...it's cool -- er -- no, the fault's mine.

I cannot see why it would be...

It's the mark of a good person to try and better their grip on the responsibility handed them, is all.

Perhaps, but I do not think it means you are a bad person if you fail at first.

"Bad"...? No...

W-well, that is--my supposition, at least.

Maybe I simplified it too much.

...?

*...shakes his head*

Good and bad were weird concepts to apply there, that's all.

[nods]

I believe I understand.

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