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Room 4

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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That doesn't concern me, either.

Why not?

Whether he does or doesn't has no bearing on my actions.

So you don't even want him to? Even if it doesn't matter for what you do?

He will if he wants to. I have neither a desire for it or not for it.

Oh.

Are there temples where you're from?

Yes.

Do you believe there are people that would kill you?

Are you involved with them?

Um... maybe? No one I can think of.

No.

...Oh.

Do you want to be?

Temples? Never.

Oh.

Okay.

Finished?

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