[This is now filed under "shit that's just a horrible fucking idea".
So! Noah excitedly whips around and starts leading Shiemi back to the mirror maze. Surely this will be fine. Nothing bad will happen to them.]
Did you go alone the first time? I did, too. It was [not a good experience] kinda fun! [no] I liked going with you on my... third time through, I think it was.
Edited (quick edit so i can go tag your toplevel lol) 2022-09-19 19:10 (UTC)
[Her insistence that it's fun should be a red flag. Noah has his rose-tinted, mirror-influenced glasses on right now, so
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there are no red flags and there is only fun :)
Noah squeezes Shiemi's hand as they walk, like some part of him realises they're both lying to themselves, like he's trying to be comforting. The thought doesn't reach his mouth, or even much of his brain in the first place.]
Are there rules against taking food in? [Beat.] Do you think the red mirrors change the way the food looks too?
[Look at them, both avoiding all the red flags and being driven by mirror tainted glasses to continue going back in.
Love it.]
I'm not sure. We can try. I'm sure someone would tell us something if we can't bring food in. [She giggles, because the thought of an elongated street food is really funny.
Noah veers them toward where the food is, casually swinging their intertwined hands. Normally, he'd have a "hehe, girls" reaction to this, but right now he has been infected with mirror brainworms. And also a bit of hunger.
So, with that in mind, toward the food they go! Noah stops to contemplate the options really hard, in fact, hmming every couple seconds. How much can he reasonably carry without letting go of Shiemi's hand?]
I think I have to try the shrimp corndogs. [NO! YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT AT ALL!] That one will be funnier if it stretches out in the red mirrors!
You owe me a shake if it gets longer than three feet!
[She seems excited about this, so Noah gets one for her, too, even if the idea of shrimp corndogs is inherently fucking cursed. The Masks are all too happy to give the two their horrifying little corndogs and send them on their way.
Noah has to resist the urge to take a bite lest he lose this bet.
The HouZe of Reflection looms ominously in the distance as they approach.]
[With the corn shrimpdog in one hand and Noah's other hand in hers, Shiemi found herself feeling quite happy, which was a nice change of feeling since being here. She had been either scared, stressed, or anxious since waking up, and now, be it the compulsion of the mirror maze or just the company, she found herself smiling wider.]
Okay! It's a date then.
[She's giggling and really does have to resist the urge to take a bite of the food they're holding.
Okay, entering the maze was simple enough, but once they're inside Shiemi does take a step closer to Noah.
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So! Noah excitedly whips around and starts leading Shiemi back to the mirror maze. Surely this will be fine. Nothing bad will happen to them.]
Did you go alone the first time? I did, too. It was [not a good experience] kinda fun! [no] I liked going with you on my... third time through, I think it was.
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I think this will be my… [She looks down at her hands, counting on her fingers. Maybe this is a red flag.] Fifth? I-It’s ah… It’s f-fun!
[She reaches out and grabs Noah’s hand, holding it in hers as she walks. For support? Probably.]
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there are no red flags and there is only fun :)
Noah squeezes Shiemi's hand as they walk, like some part of him realises they're both lying to themselves, like he's trying to be comforting. The thought doesn't reach his mouth, or even much of his brain in the first place.]
Are there rules against taking food in? [Beat.] Do you think the red mirrors change the way the food looks too?
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[Look at them, both avoiding all the red flags and being driven by mirror tainted glasses to continue going back in.
Love it.]
I'm not sure. We can try. I'm sure someone would tell us something if we can't bring food in. [She giggles, because the thought of an elongated street food is really funny.
And also a great distraction!]
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Noah veers them toward where the food is, casually swinging their intertwined hands. Normally, he'd have a "hehe, girls" reaction to this, but right now he has been infected with mirror brainworms. And also a bit of hunger.
So, with that in mind, toward the food they go! Noah stops to contemplate the options really hard, in fact, hmming every couple seconds. How much can he reasonably carry without letting go of Shiemi's hand?]
I think I have to try the shrimp corndogs. [NO! YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT AT ALL!] That one will be funnier if it stretches out in the red mirrors!
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[Because obviously, that's what they need to worry about.
But also consider all the possibilities!
Regardless, funny shrimp corndogs being long and curly make her giggle and she's bouncing in excitement now.]
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[She seems excited about this, so Noah gets one for her, too, even if the idea of shrimp corndogs is inherently fucking cursed. The Masks are all too happy to give the two their horrifying little corndogs and send them on their way.
Noah has to resist the urge to take a bite lest he lose this bet.
The HouZe of Reflection looms ominously in the distance as they approach.]
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Okay! It's a date then.
[She's giggling and really does have to resist the urge to take a bite of the food they're holding.
Okay, entering the maze was simple enough, but once they're inside Shiemi does take a step closer to Noah.
Just in case.]
Okay... We have to find the right mirror first.