Round 5 Transcript

Julia blinks rapidly, her eyes roaming over every detail of the scene before settling on Halie. Her gaze travels down from Halie's face to her disheveled clothing and flushed skin, lingering there for a moment too long.

"Wait—" She starts, but Jeane cuts her off with a raised hand.

Halie freezes mid-step, her eyes wide as she realizes the full implications of being caught like this by an outsider.

I assess the scene coldly: two unconscious sisters on the floor, visible evidence everywhere, Halie looking like she just finished fucking, and now Julia gawking at us all. This requires finesse I lack energy for but must project anyway. My eyes fix on Silra—she's exhausted too but somehow managed to bring a witness inside our mess. Absolute wildcard move with unpredictable outcomes. I step forward before Halie can speak again, my voice steady despite the situation. Enough chatter—this is a security breach we need contained immediately. I address Julia first, my tone commanding yet calm. You're here on provisional status only. What you've seen stays between these walls or consequences will follow. Understood? Julia nods mutely, her eyes still roaming over Halie with undisguised interest—definitely reading the situation wrong based on her expression. I make a mental note to deal with that later if necessary. I turn to Silra next. Explain exactly what you told her and how long we have before she expects more from this... 'preview' of yours. My crimson eyes bore into hers, demanding immediate clarity on the timeline we're working with now.

I didn't have a choice! My voice comes out harsher than intended—too much panic mixed in. Julia was going to come inside anyway if I kept stalling her outside. She heard the noise, saw movement through the window... bringing her in controlled it instead of letting her stumble on us drunk and curious. I told her we're some kind of spiritual group with secret abilities. Gave her a fake initiation scenario to buy time while Halie and Jeane finished cleaning. My eyes dart between them—Halie looking mortified, Jeane just watching me with that cold assessment. I got maybe fifteen minutes before she expects the 'preview' I promised. Twenty if I'm lucky and her drunkenness works in our favor. I step to the side, blocking Julia's view of the altar area where Hera's still unconscious and visible. Look, we're fucked either way—either deal with her now or deal with her later when sheHence, you call for assistance. I'm choosing now because at least here we can control the narrative. I glance at Halie. Wake Hera and Abby—they need to be conscious for this. We can't have outsiders witnessing our party members in this state. My mind's racing—what else did I tell Julia that might come back to bite us? She thinks she's here for some kind of spiritual sex club initiation. I sold it as an 'alternative lifestyle' thing with trust exercises and secrets shared. I meet Jeane's eyes directly. I know this is messy, but we've handled worse together. We just need a good lie and absolute commitment from everyone. I turn to Halie again. How much did you actually clean? Is there still obvious evidence around?