week 1

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Week 1

[With the introduction to the relationship experiment and their overseeing hosts done with, the Champions are left to their own devices to explore the first floor of the mansion as they please. Cece and Kip will pop-up every once in a while to chit-chat but for the most part they're somewhere inaccessible.

Each morning the Champions are awakened promptly at 7 am by PAL's even, almost laid back voice announcing the time and each evening at 10 pm to announce when the kitchen is closing for the night. Unlike the Overseers, he doesn't seem to be one much for conversation.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[ooc: welcome to week 1, everyone! This first week is a peace week which means there will be no murder this weekend! Feel free to start submitting threads for the benefactors]

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Kitchen

[desperateprayer]

[ Clarith spends a lot of time in the kitchen. She likes to take her time cooking, after all. She's good at it. But she sees those scissors. ]

U-Um... Sir Junpei, what... Are you taking those for...?

[misanthropicprinciple]

What--oh--uh.

[He stops in his tracks and looks back at her almost guiltily, then shows her the stolen scissors even though she's already seen him take them, as if to prove honest intention.]

They're... for my notes. My paper ones, I mean. I'm... kind of a visual thinker.

[desperateprayer]

O-Oh. ...B-By the way... We confirmed that... Some of our memories are m-missing. Miss Mikaela and I... Know each other. But she... Doesn't remember everything I do.

[ She thought you'd like to know. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

What? Really?

[Yes, he definitely would like to know!]

How much of a difference is there? Is it--are there holes in what she remembers, or, or is it more like you're a step ahead?

[desperateprayer]

Sh-She doesn't... Even remember being human. She remembers being a bird--s-so she really is a forest spirit, but... I-I know her best as a girl I helped. And who... Saved me from my village chief.

[ Body language is probably sending warning signs about that incident, closing herself off. There's definitely something there. ]

She, um... She helped me pay the land fees. S-So I wouldn't have to... Work extra... But she c-can't remember that.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[...

There is so much to address here, Jesus. For all that he's the Champion Challenger, Junpei manages to hold his tongue long enough to get his volume under control. Clarith's making it very clear she's skirting some emotionally fraught territory here, and he won't get anywhere by scaring her.

So, keeping his voice moderately gentle:]

Is there... any reason you can think of that would make... I don't know. Does it put either of you at a disadvantage, her not remembering that? Or make it easier for our "overseers" to achieve their stated goals?

[desperateprayer]

I-I don't know. N-Not that I can think of. ...B-Before the meeting, I th-thought Mikaela was just a rich girl from somewhere else. N-Not a... Forest spirit.

[ Though that explains a lot, honestly. Like how Mikaela tired easily, and how little she actually knew. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Maybe it was a mistake...

[He says that mostly to himself. Of course, though, that's the weakest kind of explanation and the least helpful. Better to assume a purpose to everything until they know more.]

So I... I guess it affects your relationship, right? Having different memories, and, uh. Learning about things through the profiles.

[desperateprayer]

M-Maybe? I don't know. ...I-I do know, though, th-that... I think... We can be a bit closer now... Th-There's not a secret between us...

[ ...She's hopeful, at least. Mikaela is an odd subject, Junpei. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[...Oh. She's gay.

And she doesn't realize she's answered Junpei's original question. Does it make it easier for the Overseers to reach their goals? If their object really is to see how bonds and loyalty develop in high-stress environments, looks like they've got one project to watch already.

He's not sure he can share that thought with an expression like that, though. Geez, Clarith...]

That'd be nice. Wouldn't it? Being able to know each other better.

[desperateprayer]

[ She's so gay you have no idea Junpei

But she's feeling a bit more comfortable, at least. ]

Y-Yeah. It would. I'm... Not that interesting, but Mikaela...

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Hohohohoho.]

I haven't spoken to her much. What's she like?

[desperateprayer]

...Sh-She's very kind. And beautiful. W-We've only just met, or s-so I thought, but... ...Sh-She's the first friend I ever had.

[ No Junpei don't get her to start gushing it will never end. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Sounds like a good one to have. [A good friend, that is. "Friend." Heh. Clarith's lack of self-awareness is incredible.] So how did you two meet? You said you helped her.

[desperateprayer]

...S-Since I know now, our f-first meeting was... When a black rollam bird attacked a robin. I n-nursed her back to health. Th-Then later, I found her sick and collapsed in the forest, a h-human. She... Decided to stay with my mother and me...

[misanthropicprinciple]

So I guess she was the robin? ...Why, uh. Why did she become a human? Did she tell you?

[It was totally to be with Clarith, right? This sounds like some kind of fairy tale.]

[desperateprayer]

N-No. She never did. ...B-But I hope she's happy.

[ ...Half right, it's more she used the Real Reason she was incarnated as a human as an excuse to be with Clarith. Not that Clarith knows. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...She chose it, didn't she? Or at least, she chose to spend that time with you and your mom. So I bet she is.

[Love is bunk, but. This... this is sweet.]

[desperateprayer]

[ Wait until her autobiography gets regained, then people can see how goddamn loyal she was even after Mikaela died. And she remains ever more loyal after her own death. Love is just rare. ]

...I hope so. I really do. I... Worry that she might just pity me... O-Or be trying to look better to everyone else. I'm... Not someone most people want anything to do with.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

[Junpei continues not to be the most sensitive of souls, but he tries to keep his voice on the gentle side all the same.]

Clarith, others here have probably asked you about this already, but... why do you say that? You're quiet, sure, but, I mean, if everyone on the planet were as polite and generous as you, we'd probably end both war and world hunger in five years.

[desperateprayer]

...........I'm a Netsuma. Where I come from... Netsumas are... Considered sinful demons who shouldn't exist. S-So...

[ She's doing better here, but she's a lot more bitter than she's letting on. She's just meek around other people. A people pleaser. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

That...

[ネツマ. 熱魔...?]

That sounds like Japanese. But your name and the places you live--those are in a more European-style language, aren't they? So, being a Netsuma... does it mark you as foreign in some way?

[desperateprayer]

...I wouldn't know. Th-The Netsuma have been living in the Evillious region for a long time. Centuries, really.

[ One of her ancestors was around in EC 100. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

If it is something like that... Human beings are always cruel to people they think of as 'different.'

[Sixteen years ago, he met a girl they called strange and scary...]

It's no excuse for what it sounds like they put you through. But it's got nothing to do with anything you did. [His arms are folded across his chest.] It's humanity's ugly truth. Not yours.

[desperateprayer]

...Everyone in Elphegort has green hair. It's... Really beautiful, honestly... ...Then there's me... ...It's all right. I... Don't mind if I'm hated. As long as I have one person by my side... I'll be fine.