Week 5

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[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!]

Comments

Dining Hall

[misanthropicprinciple]

Ardyn?

[Is Junpei so unobservant a detective that he's missed Ardyn's mood? Possible. Or perhaps he's noted it and has just decided to treat this new normal as the old normal it always was, underneath the regal veneer.]

You said your chocobo's black, right?

[scourgingstars]

She was, yes.

[As foul a mood as he might have been in, for now it was relegated to clipped, bitter sentences.]

Philomela. What of it?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Is this her?

[Rather than disinter something from his usual inflatable pool o'junk, Junpei takes something he's been keeping safe in his lap, and--oh. It's a little plush chocobo, black-feathered and adorable.]

[scourgingstars]

...hm. [That almost sounded like a laugh, Ardyn barely able to muster the sarcasm to roll his eyes.] A stuffed chocobo--I suppose that it would have to be her, yes.

[misanthropicprinciple]

She's pretty cute.

[He gets up from his seat and walks right over, despite his injuries, to hand her to Ardyn directly.]

Anyway, here. I know it's not the real thing, but she's still yours.

[scourgingstars]

... [He was half-tempted to just tell Junpei to keep it or get rid of it, but it wasn't worth the argument; he simply accepted the chocobo and placed it on the table to judge both of them with a vaguely unimpressed look that suited her owner.]

Sit down before you fall over and I'm found responsible for you bleeding out.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Huff.]

I'm fine, you know. Nothing's going to reopen.

[He does sit, though.]

I haven't even finished bringing out everything I got. Some of it's probably as heavy as I am.

[scourgingstars]

[why is the gacha such a dick]

Anything actually useful, or is it all just varying levels of junk?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Well, I got a real cute sundress, if I ever decide that's the look I want to go for. And some painkillers, which, you know, good timing. Maybe a hundred pounds of coats and scarves and a shogi set...

[scourgingstars]

I didn't realize they'd started sending us scarves.

[said the guy whose body temperature was utterly garbage]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Man, it's this whole ensemble. Like ten emo hobos put together. Do you want it? I wouldn't be able to move if I put it all on.

[scourgingstars]

...

. . .

There wasn't a vest and white shirt with it, was there?

[in his state of constant hate and emotional exhaustion, he does not have the decency to be embarrassed.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

With a really stupid collar. And, again. Five million scarves.

[scourgingstars]

...That might actually be mine.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei considers this information.]

Does the royal advisor get to advise you on your wardrobe, or?

[scourgingstars]

I'm in exactly no mood for this level of banter today, Junpei. Black is customary in Lucis, I don't know what you want to hear past that.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Do you want to take it off my hands, then? Bathroom doors are still open.

[scourgingstars]

I'll get it later, in that case.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Sure.

So... do you want to talk about it? 'No' is an option, I just thought I'd offer.

[scourgingstars]

If I talk about it right now, no one will like the results.

['fuckface', in other words]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Mm.

[Junpei remembers the kinds of happenings that would have set him off, last week. The kinds of memories.]

Answer enough, I guess. Seems like... a lot of people recalled something, ah. Unpleasant.

[scourgingstars]

Is that the current trend this time? I'm not surprised.

[That was probably Lucian for 'yeah, same.']

[misanthropicprinciple]

I mean, it's not the case across the board... But Rii-san sure woke up in a state.

[scourgingstars]

Is she alright?

[concern was totally a thing, right?]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Totally.]

I think so. I mean, as much as anyone in this hellhole can be.

What about Church? Is he okay?