[ so she's probably just tiredly shuffling back towards the bonfire and cabins when she comes across one man apparently trying to break down the doors to their three lovely hosts, which. fun. what a mood. ]
... I don't think you're going to make much progress on that front, but I certainly admire the effort?
[ can he really be blamed for wanting to kick down any of the doors? look, he knows that it's pointless but it helps unload the frustrations. all of those assurances and promises that no one was going to die and yet.
and yet. ]
I want to hear what they have to say about all of this.
[ a solid kick to a door once more before he stops. ]
[ that's exactly what he didn't want to hear but sometimes that's just how things go, isn't it? ugh. ]
You're familiar with this set up, right?
[ he can't remember where all who was from where but—she seemed to have things together for the most part. definitely someone who could rub some cells together to form an idea. ]
Unfortunately. [ she sighs a bit, but takes a seat- a little heavily- at one of the benches. ] The rest of the setup- with the competing teams, titles, and powers isn't, but starting from last night when we all got locked in it's all been familiar.
Down to the part where most people can't see any of the evidence until tomorrow, apparently.
[ which is kind of a mixed blessing? they are the majority so if they have an idea of what to do then that should make things easier, right? well. in theory. ]
What was that about evidence that most people can't see?
For whatever reason, only a few people per any given location can actually see... traces, of the evidence that would be there, I suppose. It's usually the first people on the scene, but I've actually spent the night in and woken up in a location that should have been demolished- and saw nothing out of the ordinary.
[ gun!!! room!!! ]
So... for better or worse, it might just be arbitrarily chosen. No one else will see, feel, or smell anything out of place until the trial tomorrow. It's more or less something like a very all-encompassing illusion.
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Date: 2020-06-13 12:24 am (UTC)... I don't think you're going to make much progress on that front, but I certainly admire the effort?
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Date: 2020-06-13 01:15 am (UTC)and yet. ]
I want to hear what they have to say about all of this.
[ a solid kick to a door once more before he stops. ]
What excuse that they have.
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Date: 2020-06-13 02:34 am (UTC)Someone will have to host us, after all, and we certainly are all going to want answers after this.
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:08 am (UTC)You're familiar with this set up, right?
[ he can't remember where all who was from where but—she seemed to have things together for the most part. definitely someone who could rub some cells together to form an idea. ]
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:17 am (UTC)Down to the part where most people can't see any of the evidence until tomorrow, apparently.
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:33 am (UTC)[ which is kind of a mixed blessing? they are the majority so if they have an idea of what to do then that should make things easier, right? well. in theory. ]
What was that about evidence that most people can't see?
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Date: 2020-06-13 03:38 am (UTC)[ gun!!! room!!! ]
So... for better or worse, it might just be arbitrarily chosen. No one else will see, feel, or smell anything out of place until the trial tomorrow. It's more or less something like a very all-encompassing illusion.