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[black_hawke]

Who: Hawke and YOU.
What: BOARD GAMES!?
When: December 7th-10th, afternoons.
Where: THE BIGGEST, MOST PUBLIC COMMON ROOM WITH ALL THE BOARD GAMES.
Warnings: Candyland, probably.

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This will be thrilling.

[notsotoxic]

Vianca was, as Vianca often did, reading a book. She just so happened to be doing it in one of the common rooms this time. The very one that Hawke had taken residence in, in fact. Right across from him even! How that had happened was an eternal mystery of plot device.

She of course realized that she was not alone, occasionally looking over her book to watch him make a play with his stunningly exciting game of solitaire.

So stunning. So exciting. She turned the page.

[notsotoxic]

"I don't know," was Vianca's perfectly honest reply.

She brought the box over to show him the very odd game. Why was there a land covered in candy with candy people? Was it truly a dreamland for the children on the box? Was there some sort of sinister underlying plot involving caves and the repossessions of people's organs through a serious of nefarious organ farming rituals? The point of it just being a very simple children's game was not entirely dawning on her just yet because why on earth would such a simple game be here? The concept of nostalgia did not quite apply to the pikmin yet.

THE BOX WAS OPENED. Just to peek inside, of course.

[black_hawke]

Hawke peered inside it to be instantly greeted with a sickeningly sweet board and a deck of cards with colorful squares all over them.

He reached into its dark depths and pulled out...a gingerbread man place-marker. "Well."

[notsotoxic]

Vianca stared at the little plastic confection. Then she tentatively pulled out the board to give it a better look. It was unfolded and rainbows came pouring out and the smell of baking cookies and candy stores filled the air and... It wasn't that dramatic at all, but there were a whole lot of rainbows and sugary sweet things all over it.

"...Hm."

[black_hawke]

He stared, sure Vianca's feelings for the game were rather similar to his. This particular diversion was quite obviously meant for children, but he picked up the rules anyway.

"It seems rather rudimentary."

[notsotoxic]

She nodded her head in agreement.

And yet she still felt somewhat compelled to pick up one of the cards. The brightly colored square coordinated with the squares on the board. It was clear that her little gingerbread man was supposed to go to... that red square. There it was. On the red square. As if she were playing.

How curious.

[black_hawke]

A blue one tumbled out of the box and, as if propelled by some sort of supernatural force, toppled over and righted itself onto the starting square.

Hawke blinked and shook his head. It was almost as if the game were commanding them to play.

He picked up the instructions. "We take turns drawing cards and move our pieces to corresponding squares on the board."

[notsotoxic]

Vianca looked up at Hawke. Yes, it seemed he also saw the occurrence. That was comforting she supposed. She nodded at the instructions. That made sense.

She reached out and tried to take another card, but the tiny slip of cardboard remained quite firmly affixed to the top of the pile. When had they put them in a pile anyway?

"...I think it is your turn."

[black_hawke]

It seemed silly to say that this board game was cursed, forcing them to play this children's diversion, but Hawke was certainly thinking it, especially when Vianca could not possibly draw a card.

He reached out and took one instead. Blue. He moved his gingerbread man to the nearest blue square.

"It makes me wonder what would happen if we stopped playing."

[notsotoxic]

She had already picked up the next card. Green... Vianca moved hers accordingly, landing just next to the sparkly looking rainbow bridge. How unfortunate.

His words echoed her own curiosity. Just what would happen? With her fingers still grasping the head of the gingerbread man, Vianca attempted to pick it up off the board with every intention of putting it away.

There was a small popping sound, and a purple plum fell from above them onto the table. Vianca stared at it very hard, her mouth thinning into a line.

[black_hawke]

Hawke stared.

And stared like he'd never stared before. How? How was that even possible? Fruit was appearing out of nowhere! It was almost as if this board was...

Cursed.

He looked up at Vianca and then back down at the plum. "I suppose this means we should keep playing."

[notsotoxic]

Vianca slowly nodded her head. She took her hand off her game piece, instead moving to pick up the plum. It was very much what it looked like and felt very real in her hand.

"It is your turn."

[black_hawke]

So it was.

Hawke drew the next card, lest more mysterious fruit rain down upon the common room. Cursed game, indeed. Very tentatively, as if touching the game board would result in more unexpected surprises (and it very well could), he moved his piece into the Peppermint Forest.