❦ Thusia ❦

Who: Any unfortunate individuals wandering by
When: Day 120, evening
Where: The fourth floor
What: FUN THINGS

[Sunset and cool evening air creeps over the fourth floor, but this evening there's something else in the air. The lights are dim and the shadows between them dark, and something within isn't quite the way it should be.

No, bring the light closer and it's normal. Everything is perfectly normal. Isn't it?

The smell of wildflowers and char is just your imagination. The way the grey stone slides into concrete lit by neon lights, or the smooth white of a castle wall is nothing more than a trick of the light. It's surely not raining in here, nor are those clouds between the dim arches of the ceiling.

The trail of blossoms growing intermittently along the wall between Pi-Lambda and the south windows, though, are most definitely there. The colours seem to shift and change of their own accord, inviting a closer look.]


(( Sometimes, when an illusionist has a memory hangover, everyone gets to have a hangover.

The kaliedoscope blossoms (for those that recognize them) are as hypnotic as ever, their petals (mixed with water) are just as intoxicating, and the barbs they stick out when touched are just as sharp. Watch your fingers, and please consume responsibly. ))