Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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WEDNESDAY

[airlockedmods]

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn spent the entire previous night in the first aid room with Junpei; by morning he'd taken up a chair with his coat draped haphazardly over the back, scrolling through the rules listed on the PIP with a dangerously calm look on his face.]

[Whenever one of the others came to trade off watching the highly unfortunate patient, Ardyn left in favor of briefly visiting the garden; birds seemed better company than the others right now, and the stuffed black chocobo in his room was a poor imitation. From there, both Ardyn and the galaxy pigeon on his shoulder would quietly disappear into room seven for a while, and if Junpei hadn't recovered by then he'd likely go right back to where he started by nightfall.]

First aid room, morning

[serrata]

[ The morning announcement has only just finished jingling when Yuuri arrives. She's still in her pajamas and looks as though she's had all of two hours of sleep -- she's so tired that when she spots Ardyn she nearly leaps back in fright before her brain catches up and registers: no, that's fine. He's a friend or as close to one as he can get. ]

I... Ardyn-san. [ no 'good morning' because it most certainly is not ] Have you been here all night?

[brokencode]

[To say that Angel had been distant since the events of the other day would be a massive understatement. As she stumbled into the garden, the woman did not appear to even so much as take notice of the former king. Rather, she aimed for a blooming rose, twirling it between her fingers with a sad look.

It was only when she brushed her thumb over a thorn did she seem to come to her senses. As she drew the offending digit into her mouth (a display far more childlike than she had intended), she caught sight of Ardyn. Rather than flinch, she simply gazed at him. It was only after a moment of thought that she lifted her hand and... offered a small wave.]

Ordinarily I might think to ask how you were doing. To do so now feels like I am merely seeking the obvious.

garden

[plugout]

[ He'd come here to look at the memorials. It's been... five weeks? Yeah, that sounds right. Five weeks. More than half of those have been marred by murder. Whether because of PAL or something else, he doesn't know, but...

Rhys knows they have to stop this. How, though... Fighting PAL? Maybe. Either way, he's not in a planning mood right now as he gazes upon the memorials.

He notices Ardyn. ]

... Hey.

Room 7

[desperateprayer]

[ Gotta check on Ardad. She'll knock on the door, before the message she has is placed under it. Gotta make sure he's not in. But she has something for him--ribbons. ]

Ardyn?

[serrata]

[ It should come as a surprise to all of no one that for the most part, Yuuri sticks to the first aid room. Even if the others are here keeping an eye on Junpei, doesn't matter. Yuuri doesn't feel right leaving him and she figures having an extra set of hands (how disgustingly ironic) around might help.

It's only when exhaustion threatens to make her drift off that she leaves. Usually she'd damn the consequences and refuse to leave but right now might not be the best time to take a symbolic stand. She doesn't go far though -- just to the second floor rest area where she puddles herself into a corner to try and rest. She can't actually sleep but trying is better than nothing.

Once it starts getting late enough for people to be heading to bed, Yuuri goes to the garden. She does it with the intent of putting together a memorial but once she actually gets to the plot, she feels herself swoon. Shakily, she lowers herself to her knees on the floor in front of all those flowers and stakes.

Then she bends over, head pressed to the floor like she's in prayer and she lets out an awful, raw, wordless noise through gritted teeth that she barely manages to keep from being a scream.

Why did things have to turn out like this?! Why, why, why?!

It takes her a long moment of laying there before she can sit back up. Her face is muddy, wet with tears and she looks so bone dead exhausted it's a wonder she's still moving. ]

... This is... all of this is impossible...

garden

[daughterofthemark]

[Arianna's been checking on everyone, and by "checking on everyone" she apparently means "wandering aimlessly." She isn't fully aware of how late it's gotten, and she doesn't even realize where she is until she sees Yuuri. Why is she here? Where is here? Plants.
This must be the garden. How did I get here?]

Rii... san...

garden

[everylittlesecret]

[Someone has been looking for Nurse Rii-san to make sure the girl was taking care of herself. Which she seems not to be.

Nari goes to an apple tree, then a lemon, coming over to Yuuri and sitting down beside her. Using her ice powers, she makes a thin blade and starts cutting the apple up before moving on to the lemon. As soon as Yuuri sits up, she puts the lemon wedge in her hand.]

Eat this.

[The lemon will surely shock the girl into being more awake so she can eat properly at least.]

[brokencode]

[Ever since she had watched Kip disintegrate before her very eyes, it felt as if the fight had been entirely drawn out of her. She'd woken up every hour the night previous, feeling pressure around her neck, hearing a voice within her head. Kip had been the one to encourage her to find a new home, and now...? Even he was gone.

After showering herself off, Angel found herself sliding into the pool. She practiced doggy paddling just as Nari had taught her. She stuck to the shallows, and swam only from one side to the other, but at least it was an attempt.

Later she made her way to the kitchen, and tore her way through a recipe book, before finally settling on something. The result was a rather lumpy, messily frosted, but still entirely edible cake. It was placed in the dining room, next to a note with only a smiley face.

Finally, Angel found herself in the karaoke bar. It felt wrong, felt sick being in here after what happened. As it was, she could only stomach being there for a few moments, long enough to swipe a bottle and slink into the rest area, so long as no one stopped her, at least.

Despite sitting in there for a good hour, the bottle remained filled, despite being opened. She stared at it, trying to will herself to simply taste it. This place was meant to be her second chance. And if her father was soon to find her, or if she was meant to go back to him, then she wanted to do so defiantly as possible

Welcome, Fantasy Sweet, to a delayed teenage rebellion.]

I'm sorry

[buddyoldpal]

Ya gonna stare at it all night, Angel-chan? Or are ya gonna go for it?

[ hello naughty children it's time to endorse getting drunk?? I swear Nishitani is like the devil on your shoulder, please feel free to tell him to fuck off. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[It's mid-morning when Junpei returns to the land of the conscious.

Maybe taking his time to wake up has helped him keep his memories in order. Maybe the fact he didn't hit his head this time has something to do with it. But when he opens his eyes in the first aid room, it's not with Saturday's disoriented fuzziness. He blinks once, expressionless, and then turns his head enough to see his arm.

Then he breathes out and pulls his gaze back to the ceiling so he won't have to see anything or anyone for a while.

By evening, he's doing better--if 'better' is a word one could use for anything about this situation. He is absofuckinglutely not going to sleep on a first aid table again, no thanks, and, IV drip or not, he's going to make his way through the hallways down towards Room 8.

Though he may poke his head into the dining room first. Just to see--just to confirm for himself--that everyone else is still there.]

room 8

[scourgingstars]

[Knock knock, good buddy.]

Hallways

[serrata]

[ She's on her way to the garden when she sees him -- she doesn't think she's going to sleep much tonight but wearing herself by throwing herself at something productive feels like it might help. But when she spots Junpei, sees him with that thing where his real arm should be, Yuuri stops in her tracks and sucks in a short, hard breath. ]

Junpei! Are-- are you sure you're alright to be up and around already?

first aid room

[everylittlesecret]

[After spending the night taking care of Cece and anyone else who needed it, Nari hasn't had the most rest in the world. But being an apparently aspiring medical practitioner (damn this place), it was time to check on Junpei.

She's not without gifts for him. There's a tray in her hands with a few bowls and a cup.]

Morning, Sleeping Beauty. I brought breakfast.

[She sets it on a wheel tray and pushes it over to the bed.]

It's light food. Beef broth, some veggies, rice, and chamomile tea. Any pain?

Dining Room

[desperateprayer]

[ On the way out to the garden with breakfast, Junpei will catch her here! There's also two stacks of dyed ribbons, though they're obviously cut-up blanket or two. They're in two colors--orange and red. She's wearing her orange ribbon in her hair, and the red one on her arm. ]

Junpei... How are you?

room 8

[motherfucking_ghost]

[It had taken a while, but eventually Church had managed to leave the room, because he really needed to take off his stupid fucking outfit, eat something, and wash the makeup off his face.

And the blood.

At some point he'd come back with some blankets and a pillow or two so he could inevitably curl up somewhere in the room and sleep. Because the mix of worry about Junpei and Ardyn not being there made sleeping in Room 7 all but impossible. And if he has to swallow down a couple pills in order to actually rest, then it wouldn't be the first time. But Junpei's still not awake by the time he does, and Ardyn's changed shifts, and, well, maybe it's better he doesn't make this his new room for now.

Needless to say, hearing that he'd left to go back to his room later is a surprise. He goes through the bathroom between rooms and knocks that way instead of out in the hall because shut the hell up your face that's why.]

I can't believe you're part Robocop now, Parker.

[Yes, that's the first thing out of his mouth.]

dining room

[plugout]

[ He's there, kind of... picking at some food. It's not the best-made food; somehow, he'd managed to burn the eggs and toast a little, but it's... edible.

He's really distracted, in other words. When Junpei looks in, he looks up, though. ]

Hey, Junpei. [ And now he's relieved. ] Glad... glad to see you up and around.

First aid room

[theundertaker]

[Junpei has a visitor sometime in the late afternoon before he decides to venture back to room 8. Cece isn't near as put together as she usually is, not even on the level of afterparty post-corpse removal disheveled. Grey sweatpants, a black tanktop, barefeet- the only thing about her that seems to have color is her bright red hair and the plaid shirt she's twisting anxiously in her hands.]

...Hey.

dining room

[buddyoldpal]

[ Who else should Junpei find but Nishitani, who seems surprisingly stable considering how upset he'd been in the last couple of days. Maybe murder jump starts his system or something. ]

Sup, kiddo? Ya rockin' the tin man look, huh?

[ Look, you didn't expect him to actually lead with feelings, did you? Despite his words, he does bother walking up to Junpei if he needs help. Probably. You can lean on him if you want, buddy. ]

CW: check ooc note please

[shikosuki]

[ Choromatsu does not leave Room 10 today. ]


(ooc: heads up for if you tag this, but suicide ideation will probably be. a big thing in these threads and more than likely to come up.)

[everylittlesecret]

[Since Nari is checking on a lot of people today, Choromatsu will be no different. She figures people won't have much of an appetite since last night, so there will be a tray placed in front of the door with beef broth, vegetables, rice, and chamomile tea. She knocks and waits for a moment before speaking. Who knows if he'll hear her.]

I brought you some food. You should eat.

[There's an orange and red ribbon neatly folded on the tray as well.]

[desperateprayer]

[ After Clarith does her morning round of memorial tending in the garden, she leaves a note under everyone's doors.

If you need someone to talk to, I will be in the garden doing my job. We can speak there, or you can request me to go elsewhere. As well, there are orange and red ribbons in the dining room for people to take. Leave some for others, but you can take a few to hang up where you want. They are our symbol of unity, rebellion and remembrance. Red is for Kip, orange is for everyone else as well as ourselves. Thank you.

- Clarith

She'll grab something simple for breakfast and then go sit in the garden for lunch. Her hair is tied back with an orange ribbon now, with a red ribbon tied to her upper arm. She sits with her Bible an a book, reading while she waits. Much later in the day, she will be found poking around the spa. ]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Boy, nothing gets a yakuza out of a funk like a good pointless murder! Why bother being sad about his father figure dying? Or Roland? Or Kip? Shit, they could all be next, couldn't they? That kind of danger manages to get Nishitani's blood finally pumping again. No sad faces here today! (unless you're dumb enough to bring up any of those murders of course which you should.)

And so, reinvigorated and on a quest to at the very least not end up fucked up like Kip, Nishitani is in the First Floor Rest Area once again armed with a little paper sign that reads:
Let's fucking FIGHT! Or train. Whatever the fuck floats your boat. If ya wanna beat something up, let's fucking do it.He's kept... the top of his dress from the drag show...? And he's wearing his dumb bellbottoms and he looks a disaster but he'd rather wear that shit than his unitard so you're just gonna have to deal with this. He also kinda smells like he just had a smoke, but that's just normal at this point. ]

So, ya ready or what?

[ Hey, at least there's nowhere to hide a knife in this cute little dress, so you're good. ]

[goteachother]

[If anyone wants Queenie during anything resembling normal daytime hours they'll have to do some looking. She's not in Room 3. She's not in any of her usual spaces...

She's in Kip's Room mourning and mostly being an emotional trainwreck.

Just before the kitchen closes she can be seen collecting a couple of knives.

And then she'll be in the garden once again, throwing knives at trees. Or at least trying to. This time there's no alcohol involved so her aim is better but the force needed to actually get them to stick is still difficult for her. She... doesn't want to have to hurt anyone.]