[ eventually, later in the day, she's going to make her way over to the kitchen. she's not wearing the outfit people might've gotten used to seeing her in anymore, instead back in the oversized tie-dye shirt and booty shorts combo from that first weekend, though she's at least in boots rather than sandals. good thing too, considering the rain- which is the reasons she's also in a poncho.
she's not tracking any blood or whatever other stuff was on the three of them into the kitchen, so sanji doesn't have to try to kill her for that, at least. she'll greet him with a smile, but it's wan. ]
...Haha. ♪
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised about finding you here.
[Ugly truth is Sanji's so tired, he probably would have excused the blood if she was still drenched in it. As is, the floor is clean and she's a familiar face besides. His mouth pulls into a smile, equally thin]
Not a lot of people are hungry today, so it's a good place to just relax.
I am ... not happy with the way that some of these remnants have chosen to manifest themselves.
[ still smiling, but it's very, very bland. ]
It seems some of the other groups who went around exploring these locations either didn't get anything nearly so personally tailored, or-- they failed to mention it.
Have you made anything already? I hate to impose, but I believe we must have been up for most of the night.
[He wasn't even planning to cook tonight, but the request bolsters him considerably. He's on his feet in a moment]
No, but I can make you something real quick!
[Regardless of her answer, Sanji is already moving to the stove, mind more than happy to have a focal point, though...]
-- Mine wasn't personally tailored, no. [A pause, in which he adjusts his tie and pulls back his shirt collar, enough to reveal how his right shoulder is heavily bandaged. Apparently, there were some sneaky break-ins this week as well.]
-- Honestly, the entire thing was a shitshow. A room almost exploded, we had to deal with a corridor of our dead loved ones, and then me, Dick, and Yasusada were attacked by three people. One had a chainsaw.
[It was... shonen.]
... But we got a journal for our shitty troubles. The... [He slows his speech, clearly picking through what he wants to say and how he wants to say it, even as he begins rummaging through the fridge]
The truth is everyone we thought we left behind might not have been... left behind. And we might have been stuck sleeping for a long-ass time, too.
... They had time to prepare for us. We all assumed that we weren't missing time, but...
[ well, that was stupid, considering how many of them had considered the fact that they'd lost memories upon waking up in the mansion. her expression blanks and goes a little flat, but her tone stays even. ]
I see. In truth, I wasn't sure if I ever bought the notion that they were left behind myself. It seemed too convenient... in fact, when they encouraged me to ask about the game, they followed up by mentioning someone by name specifically. Whether or not it was their intention, it seemed almost too deliberate, done to provoke a specific response.
[ she has been entertaining at least a few different theories, some potentially more far-fetched than others, but it isn't as if the directors have been very forthcoming. ]
... I gotta keep it vague since right now, the information's spreading so fast, Dick's afraid there's gonna be some backlash.
[Which is perhaps telling, given there's only a finite number of people here who could be backlashed against. It's why Sanji decides he best not play coy with the information, trusting 45's intelligence to work out the details anyway.]
But we broke into one of the counselor cabins. The journal was detailing their experience before we woke up... so yeah, in a sense, they were twiddling their thumbs before we arrived. Made it sound like they were as stuck as us, and had no choice but to wait.
... I know what one of them looks like, under the ... everything. It would make sense they're limited in similar ways to us, especially when, while they're perfectly forthcoming regarding any questions I might have about the aspects of the game...
They evade questions about themselves. [ ... ] Maybe not evade, per se, considering the consequences of being too honest here, but they won't answer. Simple things like how long they were waiting for us, how long they've been here, or even what they can explain to me about the camp all go unanswered.
So yes, I'd be perfectly willing to believe they're just as stuck as we are.
[... A pause, and then he nods at that, as if understanding. It certainly falls in line with his theories and all]
If you've seen one of their faces, then... shit, you already know why they're limited.
[He'll... leave it at that, at least that specific angle]
Regardless, it's why I'm interested to see what's in the other cabins. Even if they can't tell us shit, that doesn't mean theres's no shit to find -- and best case scenario, it'll help all of us out, them included.
[ information for information, no fluff! if only things went this smoothly all the time. ]
Hmm.
[ yeah, that's all she's going to say on that matter. maybe she does. maybe she doesn't! but at the very least, they probably have a pretty decent idea. ]
Can you say which cabin it was you broke into, then? Call me curious, but don't feel obligated to answer, or anything like that.
I don't mind sharing that kind of information myself -- plus I'm noticing that as the weeks go by, the amount of shit the counselors can share seems to... increase?
[Maybe.]
But I'm honor bound to shut my shit up for now. Otherwise you can bet there will be a body on the floor.
Haha. Hopefully not one of the counselors'. They still owe me some answers, after all. All of us, really. They have to live long enough for whatever restrictions they have on them to ease in order to do that.
[ the counselors are doing their best, maybe. ]
But all right. I won't pry. You know where to find me, anyway.
[ and then she's going to politely let him get to work for a bit, since cooking and all, but nothing's stopping him from asking her anything in return. ]
[A nod at that -- he considers 45... a friend? Comrade? Somewhere in the ballpark of "wow we've usually got info to trade and I'd be upset if you died", so if shit happens, he will be certain to find her.
Though a few moments of silence will tick by before he remembers that she also went snooping around this week, didn't she? Hm]
[ they really need to find a better reason to hang out, at some point. ]
Storage closet, it seems like. Or cabin, as it were, though obviously the remnants had their hold on things considering it managed to contain an entire factory and a 100-floor- dungeon. Labyrinth of hallways and monsters.
[ she means that absolutely in the jrpg use of the word. there's no other way to describe it. this also explains how goddamn exhausted all of them were. ]
Is it really so far-fetched that a place like this would do that, considering that most things about me can be mass produced?
[ she's a doll, not a person. most everyone here treats her as the latter, but that doesn't change certain realities, regardless of her thoughts on them. ]
Whether or not they actually manage to strike their mark, most of the remnants that pop up in these things are meant to hurt, it seems.
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Date: 2020-06-27 01:07 am (UTC)she's not tracking any blood or whatever other stuff was on the three of them into the kitchen, so sanji doesn't have to try to kill her for that, at least. she'll greet him with a smile, but it's wan. ]
...Haha. ♪
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised about finding you here.
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:03 am (UTC)Not a lot of people are hungry today, so it's a good place to just relax.
[And hide, frankly]
... How you holdin' up?
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:12 am (UTC)[ still smiling, but it's very, very bland. ]
It seems some of the other groups who went around exploring these locations either didn't get anything nearly so personally tailored, or-- they failed to mention it.
Have you made anything already? I hate to impose, but I believe we must have been up for most of the night.
[ local roomba needs a boost. ]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:39 am (UTC)No, but I can make you something real quick!
[Regardless of her answer, Sanji is already moving to the stove, mind more than happy to have a focal point, though...]
-- Mine wasn't personally tailored, no. [A pause, in which he adjusts his tie and pulls back his shirt collar, enough to reveal how his right shoulder is heavily bandaged. Apparently, there were some sneaky break-ins this week as well.]
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Date: 2020-06-27 03:50 am (UTC)[ blunt, and to the point. and after a moment- ]
--Thank you.
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Date: 2020-06-27 04:03 am (UTC)[it was such a fun time.]
-- Honestly, the entire thing was a shitshow. A room almost exploded, we had to deal with a corridor of our dead loved ones, and then me, Dick, and Yasusada were attacked by three people. One had a chainsaw.
[It was... shonen.]
... But we got a journal for our shitty troubles. The... [He slows his speech, clearly picking through what he wants to say and how he wants to say it, even as he begins rummaging through the fridge]
The truth is everyone we thought we left behind might not have been... left behind. And we might have been stuck sleeping for a long-ass time, too.
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Date: 2020-06-27 04:15 am (UTC)[ well, that was stupid, considering how many of them had considered the fact that they'd lost memories upon waking up in the mansion. her expression blanks and goes a little flat, but her tone stays even. ]
I see. In truth, I wasn't sure if I ever bought the notion that they were left behind myself. It seemed too convenient... in fact, when they encouraged me to ask about the game, they followed up by mentioning someone by name specifically. Whether or not it was their intention, it seemed almost too deliberate, done to provoke a specific response.
[ she has been entertaining at least a few different theories, some potentially more far-fetched than others, but it isn't as if the directors have been very forthcoming. ]
Where did you even go, exactly?
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Date: 2020-06-27 05:01 am (UTC)[Which is perhaps telling, given there's only a finite number of people here who could be backlashed against. It's why Sanji decides he best not play coy with the information, trusting 45's intelligence to work out the details anyway.]
But we broke into one of the counselor cabins. The journal was detailing their experience before we woke up... so yeah, in a sense, they were twiddling their thumbs before we arrived. Made it sound like they were as stuck as us, and had no choice but to wait.
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Date: 2020-06-27 05:56 am (UTC)well, in for a penny, out for a pound. ]
... I know what one of them looks like, under the ... everything. It would make sense they're limited in similar ways to us, especially when, while they're perfectly forthcoming regarding any questions I might have about the aspects of the game...
They evade questions about themselves. [ ... ] Maybe not evade, per se, considering the consequences of being too honest here, but they won't answer. Simple things like how long they were waiting for us, how long they've been here, or even what they can explain to me about the camp all go unanswered.
So yes, I'd be perfectly willing to believe they're just as stuck as we are.
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Date: 2020-06-28 03:22 am (UTC)If you've seen one of their faces, then... shit, you already know why they're limited.
[He'll... leave it at that, at least that specific angle]
Regardless, it's why I'm interested to see what's in the other cabins. Even if they can't tell us shit, that doesn't mean theres's no shit to find -- and best case scenario, it'll help all of us out, them included.
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Date: 2020-06-28 03:25 am (UTC)Hmm.
[ yeah, that's all she's going to say on that matter. maybe she does. maybe she doesn't! but at the very least, they probably have a pretty decent idea. ]
Can you say which cabin it was you broke into, then? Call me curious, but don't feel obligated to answer, or anything like that.
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Date: 2020-06-28 03:52 am (UTC)... Lemme get back to you on that.
[Hm]
I don't mind sharing that kind of information myself -- plus I'm noticing that as the weeks go by, the amount of shit the counselors can share seems to... increase?
[Maybe.]
But I'm honor bound to shut my shit up for now. Otherwise you can bet there will be a body on the floor.
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Date: 2020-06-28 08:58 pm (UTC)[ the counselors are doing their best, maybe. ]
But all right. I won't pry. You know where to find me, anyway.
[ and then she's going to politely let him get to work for a bit, since cooking and all, but nothing's stopping him from asking her anything in return. ]
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Date: 2020-07-01 11:20 pm (UTC)Though a few moments of silence will tick by before he remembers that she also went snooping around this week, didn't she? Hm]
Where did you and your group get stuck?
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Date: 2020-07-02 12:48 am (UTC)Storage closet, it seems like. Or cabin, as it were, though obviously the remnants had their hold on things considering it managed to contain an entire factory and a 100-floor- dungeon. Labyrinth of hallways and monsters.
[ she means that absolutely in the jrpg use of the word. there's no other way to describe it. this also explains how goddamn exhausted all of them were. ]
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Date: 2020-07-04 03:33 am (UTC)Shit, that's just excessive.
[Sanji is absolutely that gamer who'd be advocating for quick jumps because sometimes you don't want to bother.]
Did the factory at least have something for you guys to find? Can't imagine the dungeon was all that helpful.
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Date: 2020-07-04 04:28 am (UTC)We destroyed quite a few copies of me there, after all.
[ uh. ]
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Date: 2020-07-06 08:46 pm (UTC)You--
[UH]
... Well, shit.
[Sanji doesn't know what to say to that for a hot second, besides to wince and cross his arms]
I know the rules to these kinda things means there's gotta be all types of mind games, but that's going too far...
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Date: 2020-07-07 04:33 pm (UTC)[ she's a doll, not a person. most everyone here treats her as the latter, but that doesn't change certain realities, regardless of her thoughts on them. ]
Whether or not they actually manage to strike their mark, most of the remnants that pop up in these things are meant to hurt, it seems.
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Date: 2020-07-10 09:39 pm (UTC)They go for the throat.
[Muttered quietly as he remembers the redheaded doll still safely tucked away in his cabin]
Pretty damn certain it's gonna get worse, too. That's just how these games go...
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Date: 2020-07-12 06:17 am (UTC)But, now, isn't that just how life is?
[ life's a bitch, and it just doesn't stop happening.
yet, all the same, it's worth clinging to. ]