[Final Day] Breaking & Entering

[arsgoetia]

After being hit by the door on the way . . . in, you force yourself into the sealed area and find yourself in a perfectly ordinary sitting room. There are portraits on the walls, and overstuffed chairs, and a big-ass rug, and a cold fireplace.

It's all very suspicious.

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[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

uhh... Hello, m'am.

[arsgoetia]

"Hello," she says. "Do you want to come in?" She looks back over her shoulder. "No, I won't ignore you," she tells someone in the room.

Cady glances at Banjou. "Yyyes," she says. "I'd love to come in. Thanks, Ma'am."

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

--Sure, thanks...

[going to walk in then]

[arsgoetia]

It is a nice cozy room with a lovely big bed, a nice fireplace (on, this time), a big full-length mirror, several armchairs, a table, and a teaset with two cups poured. One is placed next to the mirror. There is nobody else where.

"Would you like tea?" the woman offers. "I'm Lucille."

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

I'm Kizaki Banjou, and I'm fine, thanks.

[arsgoetia]

"Me too," Cady says. "Just ate. Drank."

"Oh, very well," the woman says, and goes to sit next to the mirror. "And this is -- what did you say your name was?"

The old, smeared, dirty mirror does not respond.

"Oh, yes, of course," the woman murmurs.

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

[okaaaaaay, going to move to look into the mirror]

[arsgoetia]

It is smeared and dirty and old. There is a blonde reflection seated on the other side, in much the same pose as this woman, as one would expect.

"Um," Cady says. "Have you -- er. Is this your room?"

"Oh, yes," the woman says. "I usually just stay here. I need my quiet time, you know?"

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[arsgoetia]

Cady is mumbling something under her breath that sounds very much like Oh my god it's a goddamn real life madwoman in the attic trope Jesus Fucking Bertha Rochester Christ.

Lucille says, "It's peaceful. My family has people coming and going all the time and they used to bother me, you know, so they took steps to keep a section of the house I wouldn't get guests. Still, it does get a little lonely so I'm glad you came."

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

So... how long have you been in here?

[arsgoetia]

"Oh, I don't really know," Lucille says. She considers her window - which has a curtain pulled over it. "A while, I suppose. Adam and Lucia come to visit me enough, and of course, my visitor now." She nods to the mirror.

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

[...]

Who's Adam?

--And who long has your... guest been here?

[arsgoetia]

"Adam is my husband," she says, a little surprised. "Adam Bellcourt. You didn't know?"

"Your guest," Cady reminds.

"Oh... Just recently," she says.

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

--Sorry! Knew him as Mr. Bellcourt.

[arsgoetia]

"Of course," she says. "Most people do. Or Dr. Bellcourt."

[haspinkglasses.livejournal.com]

[nods nods]