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.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[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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[buddyoldpal]

[ That's for sure. A guy like him can't just cry around anyone. Hell, he even prefers to keep the rest of his shit from going public, too many emotions are a liability and he didn't make it to the top of his own family by being weak.

He shakes his head. Strangely, this part is enough to stop his tears. This part is easier somehow? ]

That's the thing, sweetheart. Shit ain't lookin' good fer me, as far as I remember. [ He probably doesn't have to say any more, but after what Roland had said, it's not too strange a leap to make. ] I'm pretty sure I'm fuckin' dead.

[goteachother]

[She freezes, fingers curling tightly in his hair, eyes wide, even her breath catches in her chest. For one horrifying moment all she can do is stare down at him.]

O-oh.... no.

[It's barely audible and even then her voice shakes and her lashes grow damp.]

Tani... [What can she possibly say to make any of this better? How can you apologize for that? She has no idea what to say, what could possibly convey how sorry she is that he has to hurt like this.

So she lets her other hand come up to his face again, leaning down to kiss him, gentle but insistent, trying to put the emotion she doesn't have words for into the kiss.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ It might be stupid, but it helps knowing she's so hurt by the news. There's probably something a little wrong with Nishitani because the thought of his own death didn't bother him nearly enough, but seeing Queenie upset is both surprising and grounding for him. None of the girls back home cared for him like this. The Kijin Clan would be shocked, but it would come as no surprise. Only the people here, or perhaps Majima back home, were foolish enough to get attached to someone as vile as him.

He pulls her close and kisses back. He's not that great at conveying more than excitement or comfort through his kisses but he's got words for that. ]

Thanks, doll. [ He pulls back just a little. Maybe he's gained something here that he didn't have back home. ] Ya don't gotta get so sad over me, y'know.

[goteachother]

[She huffs out a breath that is almost a laugh, fond exasperation and disbelief.]

Tani! [Another kiss.] How could ya think for even a moment that I wouldn't be sad?

[She finally lowers herself from kneeling, just sitting back on her heels over his lap, cuddling against him.]

I don't ever want somethin bad to happen to ya.

[buddyoldpal]

Guess yer right.

[ She'd definitely be sad, there is that to consider. Cuddles help too. Queenie's at least taken his mind off the fact that he was powerless to stop his almost-father's murder. He might actually have more than one person here who cares about him. That's surprising, but he's a greedy man. He'll take it. ]

Bad stuff happens ta bad people, doll. [ He kisses her, still trying to will that sadness away. ] That's how it's supposed ta be, y'know?

[goteachother]

Bad things happen to everyone.

[She's surprisingly determined about that. It's a naive view of things to think bad things only happen to bad people. She knows that all too well. Grindelwald would be dead by now if that were the case. Her sister wouldn't have nearly been executed hours? weeks? ago.]

And ya ain' that bad. [Another kiss, this time a little deeper, a little lighter, that playfulness she has with him creeping back in.] Least not in ways I don' enjoy?

[buddyoldpal]

Fair enough. My old man mighta been as crooked as they came when it came ta me, but he was a good cop.

[ Maybe he shouldn't have cared as a criminal, but Nishitani cares quick and he cares hard when he does. That's just fact. ]

Yer one helluva woman, doll. [ He smirks, chuckling softly against her lips. ]

[goteachother]

Seems you're good at that. [She threads her fingers through his hair, smiling lightly against the kiss.] Makin people a little stupid, gettin so attached to ya.

[Attached, yes. Nothing more than that. Nothing that would break her heart, going back to New York without him.]

Come with me. If yer- If...

Come back to New York with me. When we get outta this place. We can go back wherever, yeah? And if yer really...

[She doesn't know what she's saying exactly. If any of it makes sense. She just doesn't want to let him go. Ever.]

[buddyoldpal]

Heh. Guess it's a fuckin' talent.

[ He smiles a little, resting his hand on the small of her back. He really won't have anywhere to go if they make it out of this. And if this is hell? Then they won't have anywhere to even go back to. All the same...

Even if it's a naive lie, he'll keep it up for her. ]

I wouldn't wanna leave without ya, Queenie-chan.

[goteachother]

[It's incredibly naive, she knows that. She doesn't really expect it to work. But until they know for sure it won't it gives her something to hold on to. It makes it easier to ignore how much this thing between them is likely to hurt.]

You better not. [A kiss but she's trying not to cry all over again. The thought of losing him hurts so much, even though she knows it's a very real possibility.]

Gonna keep you with me as long as I can.

[buddyoldpal]

Same goes for ya.

[ Anyone dumb enough to kill Queenie would be looking at knife in the back from Nishitani, there's no doubt about that. But he wouldn't give them the chance, he won't let that happen.

He pulls her close and lays them back down. ]

I ain't gonna letcha outta my sights if I can help it, ya got me? Even if it means we gotta stay in bed all Thursday.

[ He wouldn't complain of course. ]

[goteachother]

Okay... yeah.

[She curls into him, tucking herself under his arm and kissing his chest.]

I- [She stops herself, swallows down the words, tries to laugh it off and press a chuckle into his skin. No, he would not appreciate that sentiment, she doesn't think so anyway. Might be a little too much for the big bad mobster to have his doll saying things like "I love you".

So, for now, she keeps it to herself.]

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah. I got ya, babe.

[ Sometimes you don't need words to get your point across, he gets that. He pulls her close and kisses the top of her head. He doesn't deserve someone this good. ]

I'm here for ya. I swear.