Room 3

[dramatispersonae]

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.]

Comments

Re: Suspicion

[antreegonist]

*goes still, though his expression doesn't shift*

That's unfortunate.

Re: Suspicion

[machiavellianiue]

[. . . smiles a little]

Perhaps.

Re: Suspicion

[antreegonist]

Let's go now, shall we?

Re: Suspicion

[machiavellianiue]

[looks at him evenly]

Of course.