[WEEK 5, WEDNESDAY POST LETTERS: Katara]

[spinatalltale]

[SUP KATARA, A SPUNKY WITCH IS LOOKING FOR YOU AT THE OASIS]

Helllooooooooo, nurse!

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[seaclipsed]

Oh, hey.

[ she waves... her hand... ]

Did you want to talk to me?

[spinatalltale]

Why are you all the way out here, anyway? It's freezing!

[does a little twirl in the snow, before otherwise wordlessly handing Katara the bottle with Keith's letter]

[seaclipsed]

I'm used to the cold, I'm from the South Pole.

[ she... assumes most worlds have a south?

but she'll take the bottle, then look at magilou. ]

This was for you, right? Are you sure I can open it.

[spinatalltale]

[THE SOUTH FOR MAGILOU IS A BUNCH OF BEACHES, SHEESH]

It mentions you. You'll see when you read it.

[seaclipsed]

[ she'll take the letter out and quietly read it.

once she's done, she'll tuck it back in the bottle. ]

... oh, Keith.

[spinatalltale]

[sinks deeper into the black blazer she's wearing as she takes a seat next to Katara. the ground is cold, but oh well]

So. . .?

[seaclipsed]

[ she's quiet for a moment, like she's trying to figure out what to say. ]

After we found Mello's body that Friday, Keith found me and... asked me to do something that's really important to him.

[ this is actually the first time katara has mentioned it to anyone. ]

He's right about the others though. I think you can trust them.

[spinatalltale]

Oho. . .

What did he ask you to do?

[asking the important questions]

[seaclipsed]

[ she shakes her head. ]

It's nothing to do with the game. It's something... personal, to him, regarding his home. In the chance that we won't be able to bring back the people who have died, he wanted me to try delivering something to an important person of his.

[spinatalltale]

[she leaves that one at that]

Is that so. . .

[hm]

Why is it that he sent me to you, then? You, and Yona and Hiro, of all people?

[seaclipsed]

... Keith and I trusted each other. We agreed with one another on basically everything we discussed, before he died. So, I'm actually not surprised he mentioned me.

[ katara can very comfortably say keith was her ally in this. ]

I don't know his relationship with Yona and Hiro, but... I trust them, too. [ as much as you can trust anyone here. ] So I'm not surprised that he'd agree with me there too.

[spinatalltale]

[she shrugs!]

Well, whatever you three have figured out, you must be awfully close to the truth. That's what it feels like he's telling me.

[seaclipsed]

I'm not sure if I'd go that far.

[ she pulls her own letter out of her pocket and holds it out to magilou. ]

What do you think this means?

[spinatalltale]

[she reads it]

[. . .]

Who's the prince?

[seaclipsed]

Zuko.

[ she's frowning. ]

I'm pretty sure I know what exactly he's saying in the letter.

[spinatalltale]

[cants her head to the side, as if to say, "well. go on."]

[seaclipsed]

... I'm pretty sure it's referencing Vriska. Zuko was accusing her of being a Siren during the trial.

[ the trial that i was totally a part of. ]

[spinatalltale]

I remember that. . . hm! Then I guess those who have died are more in the know than those who are alive are, huh?

[seaclipsed]

Well...if they're able to communicate like this, then they probably talk to each other, right? So they'd be able to tell each other who killed them.

[spinatalltale]

Mmm. And it wouldn't be difficult to surmise Siren identities from there on out, either.

[seaclipsed]

Pretty much. Especially if you pay attention to the people who were pretty adamant about defending her last trial.

[spinatalltale]

Oho! If that's the case, then it sounds like we have a solid lead.

But if we find the Sirens, then what do we do?

[seaclipsed]

I'm not sure. If it comes up in trial, that's something we should probably discuss as a group, since we're not entirely sure what exactly will happen if we get all of them. I assume the game ends, but... how... exactly?

[spinatalltale]

. . . sheesh. And here we are, extremely bad at coming to a consensus as a group. I suppose we'll have to change that, right?

[seaclipsed]

We won't really have any choice but to, at the rate that we're going.