[... So yes, maybe he planned for this to happen, but Sanji is still shocked to find himself awake when everything locks up. The castle hadn't been so kind when curfew hit; either you fell asleep, were up to some bullshit, or were going to die.
He's not afraid to admit he panics a little.
-- But hey, he's in the kitchen, right? Likely in the middle of another mess because the poor room can't stay clean for anything, but that's the least of his worries. Without a pause, Sanji will hunt down whatever knife he can and promptly stuff it into his shirt, mindless of the fact he could just die from a thousand cuts at this rate.
[ from the other? attached? what are we even calling it, room, there comes the sound of someone swearing softly before messing with the door just to make sure that it is, in fact, locked.
it is definitely locked. which has them moving away from the door a bit by the sound of their muttering loudly enough to be heard: ]
... Is he gonna die by whom he assumed to be a pretty girl? Maybe. And this wouldn't be the worst way he's gone out, either. Sanji still freezes in place, very slowly turning his head in the direction of the voice]
-- Bring what, exactly, Miss?
[DID HE EVER GET A NAME? Well he's busy shoving another knife into his pants pocket, so hell if he can be expected to remember anything.]
[ oh, there's someone in the kitchen. cool. hm. none trust. if he's tracking the sound of her voice it seems like it stops in the middle of the mess hall and she's just pitching it loud enough to be heard? a nice safe distance. ]
The Directors said the stickiness thing this week was- residue from our previous stays, or something like that, that we brought with us. Hearing this, you can imagine one would be rightfully concerned about certain things, like all that talk of sex demons and possessions, but they said they didn't think it should be a problem.
Problem is, if the sticking is because of what we went through before, who knows what else counts for that?
[ like this whole DOORS LOCK, MAYBE? SOMEONE DIES thing. ]
[A pause in which Sanji decides he's not moving from his position, not when he can guarantee that no one will approach him from the back. Another knife goes into his sleeve as his eyebrows knit]
... So you're saying maybe all that murder bullshit is getting stuck here too?
[He sees no point in beating around the bush here. While he is fairly certain that his body isn't possessed by anything, he can't extend that guarantee to anyone else... including his companion. And that's assuming demons will be apart of the mess, anyway]
Oi, listen. Not that it means anything when we don't know jack shit about each other, but I don't feel like killin anyone tonight. I'll keep position here if that suits you.
Well, yes, maybe, but this door situation is a lot like what happened at the mansion I was at. If it's the same, then we should be falling asleep in exactly one hour on the dot.
[ until then, they. have time to kill. ]
Oh well. As it turns out, I don't really feel like killing anyone tonight either! You can stay over there and I'll be over here if it makes you more comfortable.
[ and he can continue to shove knives into himself where she can't see. wait. ]
[So they're stuck and will be asleep soon, which means that maybe, just maybe, death isn't on the menu tonight (shut up I had to make at least one cooking pun).
... That doesn't stop Sanji from taking a fourth knife and slipping it into his pants leg]
Wait wait wait, so we fall asleep and no one can get in? Or is there a way some asshole can sneak in while we're both vulnerable?
[A beat of hesitation, but he can't keep his mouth shut in the end:]
Maybe take a knife to protect yourself in that case.
[ she blinks and wanders over to the buffet table to peer into the kitchen. you mean everyone didn't steal them all again? ... which means she sees Sanji currently arming himself to the teeth. ]
Depends. I think a few of the places had doors unlock after we fell asleep... Too bad there isn't much we can do about that.
[ just. keep taking those knives, sanji, that's valid.
you know what we never did get to her asking who Nami-chan was in our last thread even though I'll get back to them after more time sensitive stuff like. this, so I'll just- ]
Oh, is that the Nami-chan you mentioned before? Well then, we certainly can't leave her to fend for herself, all by her lonesome. ♪
[ if Sanji dies please let Nami eat the chickens. ]
We've got a bunch of foldable chairs and tables here to work with, so we can probably get something set up... unless one of the powers is being able to walk through walls or enhanced strength, or something like that.
[that's the "go on" of a man whose dealt with too much trauma to wear any of it on his face. he just glances up from a plateful of food that he's made steady progress through -- almost too much progress, frankly.]
[if sanji dies, everyone else is contractually obligated to baby his tiger and feed her whatever she wants]
Yeah, that's the one! Cutest little thing in the world~! One day you'll have to meet her.
[Y'know, when they're not speculating over their own deaths and prepared to barricade the door closed. Sanji's gotten most of the knives hidden by this point and takes his first step forward-- which immediately ends in a PAINED FUCKIN WINCE, who would have thought, but he powers through because now he's committed to the plan.
RIP in heck]
Tch, I wouldn't be surprised. Back in the castle I came from, we all had powers like this... someone could control fire, another turned into a wolf, one asshole turned invisible and murdered a bunch of people...
There's smudged footprints outside leading away from the mess hall. Can't tell where they go, or who they belong to. Also, no one outside of myself, Ookurikara, and Lili An can currently see them, which, as it turns out, is just like it was in the mansion as well.
[ also she woke up to hunger, but a hunger for what? not food, apparently. gee. wonder what it is. ]
I'm going to be upfront with the two of them, since they already know I was here- but I figured I'd let you know before I mentioned you. Better to talk about it now than have it come out tomorrow at the last minute, or something, making everyone get the wrong idea.
[ Glad they're both Tired of this. And by tired, I mean she looks the same as always, but when she flops onto a seat at the table I mean she really flops, heavily and not at all like the ease of her movements last night in setting everything up. ]
I don't normally have to eat, though I can if I want to.
[ Hmm. ]
But I don't feel particularly starved, per se? [ not like uh, him, apparently. ] Instead, I think I just feel really drained... that might be related to how I don't strictly have to eat, though. Maybe it just manifested a little differently for me.
There's at least one accounted for that I know has been used this week, even if I don't know by whom. It might be another power, but...
[ you know what, lemon bars are good. let's get the entire platter. ]
It might also be like how things were in the mansion. If we slept in a place outside of our rooms, we'd wake up with effects usually related to the place we spent the night in. Sometimes it was useful to help sort out what happened in the murder.
[He says it with finality, but his eyes are bright with understanding]
I've talked to a few shitheads, and a lot of their symptoms had to do with where they had fallen asleep.
[Unbidden, he lets out a sigh and feels his shoulders relax back into place. Damn, he hadn't realized how tense he'd been]
... Tch. This might be a problem later, though. If we've got this shit going on along with the powers, it'll be easier for someone to hide their abilities when it suits them.
[ wanders back into the hall. sets the platter down. shoves an entire square into her mouth. though she finishes chewing and swallowing before she speaks up again, because she's not a barbarian. ]
What kinds of symptoms have you heard about? It'd probably be a good idea to ask again once everyone is together again anyway and get a full headcount of locations and symptoms, but if we start gathering information now we can hit the ground running tomorrow.
[ but yeah, the hiding power usages in symptoms thing... that's not going to be fun. ]
So far there's been the shit that happened to us, people who felt like they had fevers after being near the campsites last night, someone who kept crying from being in the isolation cabin, another guy who kept wanting to play sports...
[Just a very wide range of bullshit, but with the obvious ties to specific locations. Looks like this really is a case of blues clues mansion shenanigans.
Though it's after listing his findings that Sanji stops, glances at her eating the lemon squares, and with barely contained curiosity:]
So... you think they're any good?
[MAYBE SANJI MADE THEM AND HE'S JUST GENTLY INQUIRING. Maybe. But right, back to business]
Sounds scary. ♪ We just had to deal with people transforming into monsters. Everyone else just had to make do with normal things, unless they were lucky enough to get some of their natural ones back.
[ Blues: you guys got powers? ]
Oh, but I'd love to meet Nami-chan some time. She sounds adorable.
[ anyway, time to start heaving some of this stuff over to barricade the heck out of that door. ]
I'll bring her along with me some time; usually I keep her in the cabins while she sleeps, but she needs plenty of exercise, too.
[A good Tiger Mom. Though uh, he turns and knits his brows at her first reply, a couple of chairs gripped in his hands.]
Monsters, huh... and you had no way to defend yourselves if shit went south?
[At least Grimm had powers to fall back on, and the camp has powers as well. So really, he feels like the scales are still even enough to warrant a "productive" game.]
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:18 am (UTC)He's not afraid to admit he panics a little.
-- But hey, he's in the kitchen, right? Likely in the middle of another mess because the poor room can't stay clean for anything, but that's the least of his worries. Without a pause, Sanji will hunt down whatever knife he can and promptly stuff it into his shirt, mindless of the fact he could just die from a thousand cuts at this rate.
He fuckin dares someone to come at him now.]
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:24 am (UTC)it is definitely locked. which has them moving away from the door a bit by the sound of their muttering loudly enough to be heard: ]
Did we really have to bring this with us too?
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:28 am (UTC)... Is he gonna die by whom he assumed to be a pretty girl? Maybe. And this wouldn't be the worst way he's gone out, either. Sanji still freezes in place, very slowly turning his head in the direction of the voice]
-- Bring what, exactly, Miss?
[DID HE EVER GET A NAME? Well he's busy shoving another knife into his pants pocket, so hell if he can be expected to remember anything.]
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:34 am (UTC)The Directors said the stickiness thing this week was- residue from our previous stays, or something like that, that we brought with us. Hearing this, you can imagine one would be rightfully concerned about certain things, like all that talk of sex demons and possessions, but they said they didn't think it should be a problem.
Problem is, if the sticking is because of what we went through before, who knows what else counts for that?
[ like this whole DOORS LOCK, MAYBE? SOMEONE DIES thing. ]
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:43 am (UTC)[A pause in which Sanji decides he's not moving from his position, not when he can guarantee that no one will approach him from the back. Another knife goes into his sleeve as his eyebrows knit]
... So you're saying maybe all that murder bullshit is getting stuck here too?
[He sees no point in beating around the bush here. While he is fairly certain that his body isn't possessed by anything, he can't extend that guarantee to anyone else... including his companion. And that's assuming demons will be apart of the mess, anyway]
Oi, listen. Not that it means anything when we don't know jack shit about each other, but I don't feel like killin anyone tonight. I'll keep position here if that suits you.
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:54 am (UTC)[ until then, they. have time to kill. ]
Oh well. As it turns out, I don't really feel like killing anyone tonight either! You can stay over there and I'll be over here if it makes you more comfortable.
[ and he can continue to shove knives into himself where she can't see. wait. ]
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Date: 2020-06-12 02:56 am (UTC)[So they're stuck and will be asleep soon, which means that maybe, just maybe, death isn't on the menu tonight (shut up I had to make at least one cooking pun).
... That doesn't stop Sanji from taking a fourth knife and slipping it into his pants leg]
Wait wait wait, so we fall asleep and no one can get in? Or is there a way some asshole can sneak in while we're both vulnerable?
[A beat of hesitation, but he can't keep his mouth shut in the end:]
Maybe take a knife to protect yourself in that case.
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Date: 2020-06-12 03:14 am (UTC)Depends. I think a few of the places had doors unlock after we fell asleep... Too bad there isn't much we can do about that.
[ beat ]
Unless we wanted to try barricading the door.
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Date: 2020-06-12 03:46 am (UTC)Oh but his face brightens up at that suggestion]
We might as well. We already know that shit's probably gonna get ugly tonight, and I still got a baby tiger to take care of.
[he's a single father, okay??]
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Date: 2020-06-12 03:53 am (UTC)you know what we never did get to her asking who Nami-chan was in our last thread even though I'll get back to them after more time sensitive stuff like. this, so I'll just- ]
Oh, is that the Nami-chan you mentioned before? Well then, we certainly can't leave her to fend for herself, all by her lonesome. ♪
[ if Sanji dies please let Nami eat the chickens. ]
We've got a bunch of foldable chairs and tables here to work with, so we can probably get something set up... unless one of the powers is being able to walk through walls or enhanced strength, or something like that.
[ why are there powers. Directors, explain. ]
FRIDAY MORNING w0, SOMETIME AFTER MINI-INVES;
Date: 2020-06-12 10:38 pm (UTC)So. ♪ I might have some bad news.
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Date: 2020-06-12 11:15 pm (UTC)[that's the "go on" of a man whose dealt with too much trauma to wear any of it on his face. he just glances up from a plateful of food that he's made steady progress through -- almost too much progress, frankly.]
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Date: 2020-06-12 11:17 pm (UTC)Yeah, that's the one! Cutest little thing in the world~! One day you'll have to meet her.
[Y'know, when they're not speculating over their own deaths and prepared to barricade the door closed. Sanji's gotten most of the knives hidden by this point and takes his first step forward-- which immediately ends in a PAINED FUCKIN WINCE, who would have thought, but he powers through because now he's committed to the plan.
RIP in heck]
Tch, I wouldn't be surprised. Back in the castle I came from, we all had powers like this... someone could control fire, another turned into a wolf, one asshole turned invisible and murdered a bunch of people...
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Date: 2020-06-12 11:24 pm (UTC)[ also she woke up to hunger, but a hunger for what? not food, apparently. gee. wonder what it is. ]
I'm going to be upfront with the two of them, since they already know I was here- but I figured I'd let you know before I mentioned you. Better to talk about it now than have it come out tomorrow at the last minute, or something, making everyone get the wrong idea.
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Date: 2020-06-12 11:26 pm (UTC)I can't afford to die this early, anyway.
[Spoken in the same blunt manner as before, though Sanji pauses, then folds his arms. A moment of silence goes by]
... While I got your attention, uh -- No matter what I eat, I can't get full. Is it the same for you?
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Date: 2020-06-13 12:19 am (UTC)I don't normally have to eat, though I can if I want to.
[ Hmm. ]
But I don't feel particularly starved, per se? [ not like uh, him, apparently. ] Instead, I think I just feel really drained... that might be related to how I don't strictly have to eat, though. Maybe it just manifested a little differently for me.
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Date: 2020-06-13 01:47 am (UTC)So we both feel... shit, I dunno -- running on empty?
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Date: 2020-06-13 02:55 am (UTC)[ all right, where's the highest calorie nonsense around here. ]
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:16 am (UTC)... Because I also have lemon bars in the fridge and they're sugary and delicious]
Oi, you think it's someone's power? I'm assuming most of us got one, and that's the kind of shit I'm familiar with from the castle.
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:32 am (UTC)[ you know what, lemon bars are good. let's get the entire platter. ]
It might also be like how things were in the mansion. If we slept in a place outside of our rooms, we'd wake up with effects usually related to the place we spent the night in. Sometimes it was useful to help sort out what happened in the murder.
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:45 am (UTC)[He says it with finality, but his eyes are bright with understanding]
I've talked to a few shitheads, and a lot of their symptoms had to do with where they had fallen asleep.
[Unbidden, he lets out a sigh and feels his shoulders relax back into place. Damn, he hadn't realized how tense he'd been]
... Tch. This might be a problem later, though. If we've got this shit going on along with the powers, it'll be easier for someone to hide their abilities when it suits them.
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Date: 2020-06-13 04:31 am (UTC)What kinds of symptoms have you heard about? It'd probably be a good idea to ask again once everyone is together again anyway and get a full headcount of locations and symptoms, but if we start gathering information now we can hit the ground running tomorrow.
[ but yeah, the hiding power usages in symptoms thing... that's not going to be fun. ]
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Date: 2020-06-13 04:37 am (UTC)[Just a very wide range of bullshit, but with the obvious ties to specific locations. Looks like this really is a case of blues clues mansion shenanigans.
Though it's after listing his findings that Sanji stops, glances at her eating the lemon squares, and with barely contained curiosity:]
So... you think they're any good?
[MAYBE SANJI MADE THEM AND HE'S JUST GENTLY INQUIRING. Maybe. But right, back to business]
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Date: 2020-06-13 05:30 am (UTC)[ Blues: you guys got powers? ]
Oh, but I'd love to meet Nami-chan some time. She sounds adorable.
[ anyway, time to start heaving some of this stuff over to barricade the heck out of that door. ]
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Date: 2020-06-14 02:41 am (UTC)[A good Tiger Mom. Though uh, he turns and knits his brows at her first reply, a couple of chairs gripped in his hands.]
Monsters, huh... and you had no way to defend yourselves if shit went south?
[At least Grimm had powers to fall back on, and the camp has powers as well. So really, he feels like the scales are still even enough to warrant a "productive" game.]