[Well, well, well, if it isn't a gun. Anaido's wandered back to the Memorial Hall and found 45 still standing right here, so he gives a wave, giving her a curious look.]
Hey.
[His head has been cleaned up from before, some bloodstains still on his coat, but now there's something new - an indent of a scar splitting down his forehead going through his right eyebrow. For such a major scar that wasn't there it before, it looks...surprisingly old?]
Oh, nothing much. Simply examining what new offerings in terms of locale this camp has deigned to grant us. I can't really say that I'm much impressed, though...
[ empty eyes, empty mouths... symbolic of something, or just lazy or poor craftsmanship? maybe it's simply meant to try to creep them out.
empty vessels? a lot to say here. ]
Oh, but I'm sure you've already seen all there is to see of this place. To that end, it seems almost strange that you'd come back.
[ She's lounging in one of the gazebos, staring out into the flowers surrounding them. It'd be easy to mistake her for being unaware of his presence until he speaks up if it weren't for the way she slowly starts to drum her fingers along the railing even before he makes his presence known.
45 hums a little, not bothering to face him just yet. ]
I have seen images. Of one particular part of ocean, from years before my time.
[ Then she glances back at him, head canted in mild curiosity. ]
But I wouldn't be able to begin to tell you whether it still looks that way. Why, did you think I was lying?
[WELL he missed the whole commotion over the body piles because he was Investigating, but Anaido is here, spotting 45 near the bonfire and coming over with a slight wave.]
Hey, 45... [And then stops. He sniffs.] Is that...lemons?
she'll lean in on his wheelchair slightly, maybe, but really she just lets him be. where do you want to go, broken man. ]
Perhaps if we're lucky, we can end it this week. Necessary sacrifices are really too ugly of a thing for this to be sustainable for much longer, nevermind the fact that we still have to vote after.
[ dimitri probably going willingly is one thing, but then trial. they really can't keep doing this for much longer before someone starts getting too angry about personal losses. ]
[He seeks out 45. The rest he'll wait to talk to, or talk to later, because, well, let them have their moment. When he sees 45, he just smirks, eyes glinting with faint amusement.]
Haha. That was quite a speech from all of them. Rather funny how some of those went.
POST SEX DEMON CHAOS (w0 day 2)
[When 45 comes close, he just raises a hand in greeting.]
Heeey. I need a partner for this. Want to join?
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Sure. What better way to learn about the man who threw an entire bus into chaos with a few short sentences?
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[He reaches for one of the controllers and tosses it to her, before leaning back into his beanbag.]
I don't know what there is to learn, though.
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W0 (W1??) SATURDAY POST-TRIAL DAY
[He's smiling, but his expression is...exhausted.]
Planning to go to sleep, too?
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You certainly were hard at work, Herr Brilliant Detective.
[ anaido from one eternal smiler to another, you look awful. ]
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[LIFE IS SUFFERING, PEOPLE ARE MURDERING, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS]
I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow, though. With Evan...
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w1 friday post body pile
Hey.
[His head has been cleaned up from before, some bloodstains still on his coat, but now there's something new - an indent of a scar splitting down his forehead going through his right eyebrow. For such a major scar that wasn't there it before, it looks...surprisingly old?]
What's up?
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[ empty eyes, empty mouths... symbolic of something, or just lazy or poor craftsmanship? maybe it's simply meant to try to creep them out.
empty vessels? a lot to say here. ]
Oh, but I'm sure you've already seen all there is to see of this place. To that end, it seems almost strange that you'd come back.
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[He laughs.]
Things change right under our noses. Obvious things may not be so obvious. You know how it is.
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w1 friday post execution
[He doesn't feel much like laughing, today. But he's friendly as always, offering her a grin and a wave as he comes up to her in the gardens.]
[He stares at her for a moment, before speaking up:]
You mentioned the ocean, before. In that game we all played. Have you really never seen it?
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45 hums a little, not bothering to face him just yet. ]
I have seen images. Of one particular part of ocean, from years before my time.
[ Then she glances back at him, head canted in mild curiosity. ]
But I wouldn't be able to begin to tell you whether it still looks that way. Why, did you think I was lying?
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week 2 deathday
Hey, 45... [And then stops. He sniffs.] Is that...lemons?
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Is it too strong?
[ per mod decree: yeah it's heavy. ]
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backdated to TUESDAY, w3 outside at the petting zoo;
tall figure over with the animals catches her attention, though, and so: ]
Are you looking to catch sick, Herr Anaido?
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[He's just staring at the chickens happily chilling in their little chicken habitat. He's drenched.]
I just don't mind...
[no its because he didn't get an umbrella and he's regretting it]
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w4 thursday
[Comes the cheerful voice from. This broken man slumped on his wheelchair. He seems like he's in a good mood, somehow.]
45! Good to see you! Teach me something!
[RIGHT TO THE POINT]
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at him in his wheelchair
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How much are you even capable of, right now?
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w5 friday post investigation
Paranoia...you feel that too, right?
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... I do. Irritating, but manageable.
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week 5 post trial
[Here Anaido is, in his wheelchair like always. Slumped. Unmoving. How could he? He's just in pieces, after all.]
[He doesn't even turn his head if 45 approaches. All he does is close his eyes.]
...Hm. I guess we'll grow the pink snake with this one, huh.
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she'll lean in on his wheelchair slightly, maybe, but really she just lets him be. where do you want to go, broken man. ]
Perhaps if we're lucky, we can end it this week. Necessary sacrifices are really too ugly of a thing for this to be sustainable for much longer, nevermind the fact that we still have to vote after.
[ dimitri probably going willingly is one thing, but then trial. they really can't keep doing this for much longer before someone starts getting too angry about personal losses. ]
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w6 post doxx
Haha. That was quite a speech from all of them. Rather funny how some of those went.
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[ he finds her in the lounge, mixing... it sure as hell is not drinks. ]
And what are your thoughts on it all, hm? ♪
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w6 after snaby snirth day
[Anaido smiles at it, and then smiles at 45 when she sees her standing near it. It's beautiful, of course. Pristine. What a lake should be. But...]
I guess we should've seen this coming. Everything here is just fake, huh?
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[ still, it's not looking promising on that front, considering dead effects. hm. ]
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