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who: autumn and mazie
where: autumn's chambers
when: during the attack

Autumn had been having a freaking awesome time at the festivities, right up until everything went to hell in a handbasket in, like, no time at all. She was herded along with a group of other ladies back into the castle as quickly as possible, and Autumn spotted Mazie in the crowd. She ran over to grab her and pull her along with the others. She would have grabbed anyone else she recognized too, but Mazie was it for the moment.

Mazie had been just fine, happily chomping on the ends of another turkey let, but what she hadn't expected was that hoard of chipmunks to go ballistic and attack her. She was littered with scratches and small bites when Autumn grabbed her and she didn't protest against the grabbing, just the monsters that were attacking her. "Fuck you, chipmunk bullshits!"
( they're jerks )

Who: Adam and Mazie
Where: outside the tournament
When: midday

Adam had made it through his first match! There wasn’t even anything he could lie about it. He’d won. It was incredible. Of course it had been incredibly close and he’d almost been hurt pretty bad, but you know what? He’d won. And maybe he could do it again. He’d have to do it again because he had a break, but he had another match coming up before too long. He was sitting off to the side, trying to catch his breath, trying not to grin too much because of what Brett had warned against.

( don't chicken out )

Who: Kyle and Mazie
Where: Out and About
When: Early morning

It had been late when Kyle had finally made it back to the tent the night before. He’d waited until things were quiet, then headed back and ended up wrapped up in blankets with Adam. After everything, it felt like the right thing to do. Still, he found himself awake before dawn, and extracted himself from the blankets whilst his boyfriend was still sleeping, figuring that he would go for a walk or something. There had been word at the banquet last night about exactly what today would bring for the ‘knights’. Stress and worry wouldn’t let him just lie there any longer.

Mazie had slipped out of the tent early enough to go sweet-talk her way into some freshly baked bread from one of the merchants in town. She was walking back toward the tent with a loaf under her arm and a half-eaten croissant in her hand when she saw Kyle. "What's up?" She asked, heading his way with a grin on her face. "Want some bread?"

( Baked goods and conversation )

Who: Autumn and Mazie
Where: around the grounds
When: noonish

Autumn woke up in a strange place. She had gone to sleep in Fiji, having been flown in for a party weekend. It had been amazing so far and she had expected to wake up entangled with Myssa, Diego and Eugene. Instead, she woke up in a huge ornate bed alone, with some woman coming in addressing her as 'your highness' and shooing her out of bed to get help putting on the most dress she had ever seen. It was huge. It was heavy. It was also gorgeous, and she loved it.
( wait, how do you know my real name? )

Who: Kyle, Mazie and Adam
Where: Lavel
When: Morning

Kyle swam into consciousness feeling disorientated, lost and… cold. He pulled the itchy blanket further around his form and tried to cuddle up more - only to find that there wasn’t a body within easy reach. He grumbled. He didn’t like this. And the bed was hard. Far harder than he remembered. Prising his eyes open, he looked around. “Oh fuck,” he cursed. Not another damn day where he woke up somewhere he certainly didn’t go to sleep. “Seriously?? I have had enough of this bullshit!” he exclaimed, jumping up and looking around - and then down at himself. “And what the hell am I wearing???” Some kind of oversized, knee length white shirt and baggy, been washed too many times, brown woollen leggings and who the hell wore something like that outside of a Shakespeare play anyhow.

The yelling woke Adam out of a deep, sated slumber. Though because it was yelling he jolted out of his bed, not realizing it was smaller and he fell off one side of it, winding up flat on his face on the floor with a groan. Only it wasn't the floor. It was ground. "What is..." He pushed himself up, looking around. "What the hell?"

( Misunderstanding, breakdown and blacksmith )

Who: Mazie and Connor
When: Late morning
Where: The Bar

( The incredible tale of an untold past. )