week 7

[airlockedmods]

[For the first time in several weeks there is no new memorial in the garden. No new body in the morgue, no bloody mess for the roombas to clean. Choromatsu is still in need of time to heal and constant vigilance but he's alive. They're all alive for once on a Sunday and, even with the terrible realizations their returning memories may bring, there's a sense of hope for the first time in a long time.

There is no new floor this week.

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 6, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Becoming a detective was my rebellious phase. Or at least my stupid phase.

[scourgingstars]

The two are by no means mutually exclusive, trust me.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Actually, you never told me what the royal advisor's salary's like.

[scourgingstars]

Do I look as though I have so much as a gil to my name right n-

[Ardyn held his arms out slightly to indicate his scruffy, currently coat-less state of disaster, and that was his mistake.]

[Because then he was floating about six inches off the ground, and looking...only mildly startled about it.]

...Junpei. Please tell me there are floating swords around me and I just can't see them.

[#priorities]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Nnnnooooo? I don't think so.

[Waves a hand in the air around Ardyn where maybe a floating sword would go. This is what his life has become.]

Not unless they're fully ghost swords, which I wouldn't discount at the moment, but also don't see a point in existing.

[scourgingstars]

Phantom swords--slight difference. [Which was said while not looking the slightest bit uncomfortable about, you know. Not touching the ground.] They would be hard to miss, so perhaps that was just wishful thinking.

[Beat.]

...So if I didn't just spontaneously reactivate my powers, why exactly am I floating?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Maybe it's like last week? You know, when Choromatsu couldn't talk and I made--

[Er.]

Well, you know. The various sabotages. I think that's what they're called.

[scourgingstars]

That would just fit with their constant irritations, wouldn't it? I don't know what they expect from merely annoying us to death.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei looks at his hand.]

...I dunno. If someone else got this one...

[Invisibility's probably even better for murderers than thieves.]

[scourgingstars]

[...Shit.]

Point taken.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Curt sigh.]

Well, good thing I got it, then. If you've got flight, or... floating, or whatever-- [Junpei waggles his hand illustratively.] --stands to reason other people got other things. We should probably check to see who got what. ...Just in case.

[It's Thursday.]

[scourgingstars]

We should absolutely check in with everyone we can. I don't suppose we can organize the others to stay in one room again, after how that ended last time.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Probably not. And it'd be weird coming from us instead of someone like Queenie.

[Maybe Church could pull off another slumber party, but Ardyn or Junpei? It'd be transparent as hell.]

...Keep the bathroom doors open tonight? Or we could... I mean, if you guys don't mind me and Yuuri coming over again...

[scourgingstars]

I don't mind that as long as Church doesn't. I can't be quite the overnight guard I have been anymore, but that's a start.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I'll put a duct tape seal on the door. Anyone goes in or out, we'll know.

[Simply by the existence of this duct tape, this level of reasoning is possible for Junpei Tenmyouji!]

[scourgingstars]

[no no you gotta say it in red text that's how mysteries work]

Clever as always. We'll do everything we're capable of, and trust the others to do the same.