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.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[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]

Haha. As if I don't already.

[...Is that supposed to be a joke...]

[scourgingstars]

[junpei please]

[but fine, he'll drag himself out of being half-dead to actually look up properly]

...What about you? We've covered I'm on the brink of death, but how are you feeling?

[misanthropicprinciple]

About the same as I've been all week? At least Takumi was up and about last night to kill time with.

[scourgingstars]

It does get terribly boring at night.

[misanthropicprinciple]

So boring. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wish we had a library.

[scourgingstars]

That would actually be spectacular. So it's highly unlikely.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Books are for nerrrdddsss.

[scourgingstars]

[rude]

Junpei.

[misanthropicprinciple]

King of the nerrrrrdddds.

[scourgingstars]

What's that make you, royal nerd adviser?

[aRDYN YOU ARE A GROWN-ASS ADULT]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Would that make me more or less important than Church?

[scourgingstars]

Technically equal. One's a bodyguard, the other stops me from doing anything stupid.

[spoiler: the position is open.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

What's the position for egging you on to do stupid things? I want that one.

[scourgingstars]

That's usually my own job, actually.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I think you'll find I'm more qualified.

[scourgingstars]

You're practically a master of it.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[The faint smile fades.]

Speaking of bad decisions, though... there is one we wanted to talk to you about. If you're sufficiently rehydrated.

[scourgingstars]

Yes, of course.

[His head still felt like the Archaean's personal punching bag, but Ardyn straightened up and pushed his hair out of his face.]

Is there something wrong, Junpei?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uh.

[Church is super good at dramatic entrances, lemmie tell ya. He pokes his head in, using Junpei's spidey-senses obviously to know he's needed.]

Sup. Hey. Cool. You're not dead. Glad for that. Heyyyyy can we talk? Can we--can we do the talking thing, now-ish?

[He sure is hellish amounts more nervous than he was this morning, huh!]

[misanthropicprinciple]

That is what I was kinda insinuating the three of us do, Church.

[Waaaat da fuck.]

Are you... okay...?

[scourgingstars]

...Of course we can, Church. [Ardyn stood up, looking more genuinely concerned than mostly dead.]

What's going on with you two?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Nothing! Something. We just need to talk to you, mano y mano...y mano. [church] Back in our room might be a good idea. [vamanos?]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Shitsurei shimasu.

[Vamanos.]

[scourgingstars]

[i don't speak spanish, lopez]

[Once they had gotten back to the room, Ardyn shut the door behind him and turned to face the other two in clear confusion.]

What's wrong? Has something happened?

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He shares a look with Junpei, and, welp. Here goes something.

He jerks a thumb at Junpei in all his Izunia-fied glory.]

He's infected with the Starscourge, isn't he.

[Implication: you are infected with the Starscourge.]