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week 0, saturday

[callmemeg]

[ welcome to the rec room, where a recipe for seduction is playing for the third time today! meg is watching, arms crossed over her chest, and glances over when she hears sheila. ]

Not exactly Homerian, is it?

[toesies]

[Why has nobody destroyed the TV yet. Truly criminal.

She blinks and quirks an eyebrow, though, surprised by the small talk.]

Simpson?

[callmemeg]

[ arches an eyebrow. what? ]

Is that a friend of yours?

[toesies]

No? [Squints into the void for a second, and then shrugs.] Nevermind. Let's go back to your thing. Homerian?

[callmemeg]

[ hm. okay. she shrugs and waves a hand vaguely. ]

You know - the Illiad? The Oddyssey? It was all the rage back when Midas was king.

week 1, saturday

[callmemeg]

[ well since we are all hanging out in the common room tonight and having whispered conversations, what's one more. when meg spots sheila, she raises her glass. ]

Come for that tequila you like?

[toesies]

Ohh, yeah. [WEARILY.] Mind if I join you?

[callmemeg]

Not at all.

[ oh BIG mood. she's fetching a glass and pouring some liquor immediately. ]

Here's to... whatever that was.

[toesies]

Whatever the opposite of cheers is, here it is.

[CLINK CLINK...]

[callmemeg]

[ CLINK CLINK, and meg takes a sip. ]

...I suppose if anyone innocent had to take the blame, it should be the one making death threats every five minutes. But I still don't like it.

week 3, wednesday.

[callmemeg]

[ i’m just gonna say that meg is in the same room as sheila when her phone goes off! wherever that is. she gives the notif a glance, scoffs, and rolls her eyes over to sheila. ]

Well? Got anything to get off your chest?

[toesies]

Not unless calling this message creepy counts, no.

[Squinting? At her phone? Like, what the fuck.]

[callmemeg]

[ hm. meg is also squinting at her phone. ]

Somehow I don't think it does. But it is creepy, isn't it?

[toesies]

Mhmm... What do you think will happen if we ignore it?

[callmemeg]

Well, it didn’t come with any threats. But I’d say it’s safe to assume there’ll be some kind of punishment if we don’t. As for what that will be...

[ shrugs! ]

Public humiliation is always a good one. They want us to confess, after all.

week 3, friday.

[callmemeg]

[ sigh. ]

So, think we’ll have a chance of solving anything this week?

[toesies]

[immediately closes her eyes.]

We're terrible detectives, so... no.

[callmemeg]

[ meg laughs. it is not a happy sound. ]

Really, you don't think Takeru's big plans will work this week? Ye of little faith.

[toesies]

Yeah, well... Knowing us, we'll probably forget about most of those ideas immediately. We are not organized people.

[callmemeg]

Well, one of them was sharing whatever we saw last night and this morning, right? Start small and all that? So, see anything new and exciting?

week 6, tuesday

[callmemeg]

[ tooooo the kitchen! listen, sometimes you need depression snacks. so meg just has a big plate of bread and cheese, and a bottle of wine - and she waves at sheila with a piece of bread. ]

Come for a bite?

[toesies]

[She waves back! In a pleasant enough mood for someone who has been in a murdergame for weeks.]

Something like that! Running low on coffee supplies, actually.

[callmemeg]

Coffee...

[ a wistful. ]

Whoever came up with that deserves a place on Olympus. I think I might miss it once this is over.

[toesies]

[She is somehow surprised, despite knowing Meg is from ancient times? Ma'am.]

Oh, shit. Coffee isn't a thing yet in Greece?

[callmemeg]

[ i keep missing words and that's how you know i'm tired ]

Nope. It's usually water or wine back home, no matter the time of day.