week 6

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[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[motherfucking_ghost]

Q, darling, honey, ragtime gal, you are drunk as a skunk right now. Think the only thing you need me for is tucking you in. And you got Nishi for that, pretty sure.

[goteachother]

No! [Wow that was louder than she meant.]

's gotta be you. [Don't make her pout 'cause she will do it.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhhh okay, then I'll tuck you in? And leave you a bottle of water or something?

[goteachother]

Mmmhmm [A dreamy little smile.]

You'll stay with me won't ya?

Please? [And now, this time, her gaze drifts from him to seek out Ardyn and she clings to him a little more.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

You've got your big strong murderboyfriend to take care of you. I promise I won't die tonight, if that's what you're worried about?

[goteachother]

He'd do it just to spite me.

[And that pout is a little too serious for the level of drunk she is... or is she? 's hard to tell.]

Leonard... cap'n... please.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Who? What are you talking ab--

Him? Just because you had a fight with the guy? Look, I'll make sure he gives you room since you and he don't get along too well, and hopefully no more slaps will have to happen.

[goteachother]

I don' want you gettin hurt, Leonard.

[Okay this level of petulant has to be the liquor's fault.]

Please? Jus fer tonight? Stay with me so he can cool down. He don' deserve ya.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I kinda help him cool down. Sometimes. I mean sometimes I also make his bloodpressure skyrocket, but he doesn't--

He's not gonna hurt me, Q

[goteachother]

You can't know that.

[Another kiss, less actively sloppy but with a level of needy desperation that is unusual.]

Please, Leonard? Cap'n... sugarpie? cupcake?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I kinda can.

[He rubs his hands down her arms, concerned.] The fuck kinda reading did you give him to upset you both so much you fucking slapped him? Pretty amazed that's the first time I've seen anyone slap him if I'm honest.

[goteachother]

It was good. It was a good read and it was hopeful and I was so upset by his past cards so I kinda skipped those and I felt bad for him and I told him there was so much possibility for good and-

And he just laughed it off and called me stupid for hoping and he's so scared of being hurt he won't even try to keep what's left of himself.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah, he does that. That's what he says. But what he does says differently.

[goteachother]

He's so mean about it though. Like it isn't hard enough for us to keep our spirits up here without him spitting on anyone that tries to have hope?

Morgana, Leonard, how do you handle that?

[motherfucking_ghost]

No, see, it's not generalized hope, it's hope for himself. He doesn't, uh, deal with positive feelings about himself all that well? But he's working on it.

I mean. He's an asshole, and he's smart, and he's a sassy bitch, and he's a good guy when he lets himself be, so. 's not any worse, personality-wise, than I'm already used to. Except being smart. That one's new.

[goteachother]

It's like he wants to be miserable. He wants people to hate him and I don't-

I just don't understand.

[motherfucking_ghost]

He's got like a billion shadowy daemons inside him screaming in rage and agony for two thousand years? So I mean. I don't think anyone should understand.

[goteachother]

So why do you seem to be so okay with all of... this.

[motherfucking_ghost]

All of this or just all of him? Cuz I'm not okay with this at all, just...y'know, dealing with it and trying not to go crazy. But him?

I ju--he--you remember how he was in that first week or two? He made a point to help people out when they were low. A little distant but a good guy. And when he lost the starscourge cuz it went to Junpei that one week? Queenie, you saw what he was like, okay, and I get to see a lot more of him than you do, and I just--he's, there's this...there's-

He's just lost. And someone's gotta guide him.

[goteachother]

That's what I tried to tell him! That there's still good there, that he can heal from this and it- the cards said-

How do you guide someone that rips your head off for suggesting anything?!

[motherfucking_ghost]

I dunno. Persistence? A stubborn streak a couple miles wide? He doesn't really rip my head off for any of it. Mostly just seems baffled and exasperated any time I open my mouth, and I'll take it.

And if you really believe your cards, then maybe he'll let someone help him turn this all around.

[Of course, if she also really believes in her cards, then his own future looks extremely bleak. Meh.]

[goteachother]

[So... Church is persistent but snarky and mean about it so it's okay. And Queenie is just honestly, sincerely, hopeful and excited so that's too much?

Is that what this is?

She can't argue about the cards though. She believes in her readings, at least, in her abilities. So maybe it is right. She just hopes trying for this isn't going to be the ruin her cards told for Church.]

I don't know how someone can help turn it around when he won't... listen to anyone. Except you, I suppose. And sometimes Junpei.

That's an awful lot to take on yourself, though.