week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

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 AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Nor...mal...?

[Except it wouldn't be normal to feel normal when Ardyn's obviously so stressed. Not when Junpei's usual ability to regulate his emotions is in the shounen anime tiers of weak, at best.]

Ardyn, what the hell magic bullshit did you trade me.

[scourgingstars]

I didn't...I don't know yet.

[It would have been nigh impossible to really lie about that right now--whether he had an idea or not, he didn't know for sure.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Does this mean I can't get drunk.

[#priorities]

[scourgingstars]

Junpei.

[PRIORITIES]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Can you at least give me an idea about what I should expect? Uh, I remember the glowy lighty thing when you tried to help me. And the army thing? Also, why does your magic fuck up your emotions, I haven't been this... calm... [He's not sure that's the right word, but whatever.] ...since. Since ever, probably.

[Fun facts: Junpei Tenmyouji was born without an ounce of chill in his body.]

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn shifted uncomfortably and folded his arms; of all the ways he would have preferred all of this to come out, the current situation was well past the bottom of the list.]

I don't know what will or won't function. When last I looked I couldn't heal, draw elemental energy, warp, or summon the Armiger. We can attempt a couple of those to see if there's more to it now, but...

[He trailed off, clearly not answering Junpei's question.]

Just try to keep your composure for now, whatever might happen.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Whyyyy?

[Even at 10% emo-tinos, you are doing him a Concern, Ardyn. Junpei does not! Like! Secrets! Especially secrets that are obviously being kept from him.]

[scourgingstars]

When I understand it, I'll explain it. Just...trust me, for a little longer until then.

[misanthropicprinciple]

If you want me to keep my composure, Ardyn, you have to tell me what's going on with my own damn body!

[scourgingstars]

I'm telling you that I don't know yet. I don't know what I am or why you're stuck with it, and I don't understand why--

[...]

I don't understand why the only emotion I can clearly feel is anger.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei's own building ire stumbles over the sudden admission, enough to give him pause and check himself.]

...Okay. Okay, that does... seem to be what's happening.

[He crosses his arms and looks at his feet, trying to calm himself back down. Or at least get back to that weirdly detached place. He can't think clearly when he's angry.]

...Hey. I have to know. [Especially after what he remembered on Sunday.] What'll happen if I do get mad?

[scourgingstars]

If this really is what's going on...you'll primarily just look incredibly unfortunate. Ask Church, he's the one that's actually seen it.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh, that's not so bad. I thought you were gonna say I'll explode the mansion or something. You know, like Nari probably can.

[scourgingstars]

...Let's not push the issue and find out.

[it's gonna be a long week]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

[Speaking of Nari, though.]

Do you think this is happening to anyone else?

[scourgingstars]

Unless PAL decided to make our lives more difficult specifically, I would be amazed if it were not.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Nari told me that if she's cut off from her powers, she could die.

[scourgingstars]

[...ah shitsticks]

Right--she said as much to me as well. But if one of us had died in the middle of the afternoon, no doubt we would know already. And if everyone else changed as suddenly as I think I did, it's likely there would be little question of whether or not she was alright.

...Still, perhaps we should look around to be sure.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah. She already wasn't doing too hot this week. [And that's terrible. He knows that, intellectually.] You wanna split up? One of us takes the top two floors, other gets the bottom and backyard?

[scourgingstars]

...As efficient as that would be, I confess I'm a little concerned about leaving you alone right now.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

It's not hurting me or anything, Ardyn.

[scourgingstars]

I'm well aware it doesn't hurt. But it doesn't feel like much else, either.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...It's kinda weird not to be feeling things, but. I dunno, after what I remembered this weekend? Maybe it's kind of a... twisted, off-color blessing. I mean, the anger's gonna be a problem, but besides that...

[scourgingstars]

'Weird' may be an understatement.

Just...be careful. And if you start spontaneously teleporting or anything, do let me know.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Out of--you know, purely intellectual curiosity, how would I do that?