Week 4

[airlockedmods]

[After everything that this case was, you probably don't want to deal with anything else. But you wake up on Sunday, just like before, with some new memories, and some new stores to check out.

Let's see what this week brings.]

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(( Don't forget to check in, and check your memory regains! You can also stop by the gacha machine and Xander's office hours. ))

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Thanks, dude. That means a lot, y'know?

[In fact, you know what? He hands over that bouquet of blue flowers he hasn't bothered up looking up what they are.] Happy birthday, we're still friends.

[burninglight]

It's a difficult offer that I've no doubt several of us would actually consider. Still...I should hope no one actually does more than consider it.

Arianna wants to get everyone back together after things calm down somewhat and talk over the motive. You could try just saying that perhaps you overreacted. ...We might not even end up screaming at each other this time, if a miracle feels like happening.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I should probably not show up.

[burninglight]

Because that will do so much to convince the others you're not actually going to do something stupid.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay, and when people walk out of this meeting because I showed up?

[burninglight]

They're not seriously going to walk out just because you show up. Tell them what you just told me, that you're an idiot and you've been an utter asshole and whatever else.

If they put up with me and half of them tolerate Xander, they'll at least coexist with you.

[motherfucking_ghost]

So, just apologize?

Togami kinda suggested the same thing.

You all got a lot more faith in these people than I do.

[burninglight]

Is it still faith if I've been watching these people be unreasonably kind firsthand? What I mean is, there's clearly a line between 'blind faith' and 'reasonable assumption'.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Nobody has any reason to, y'know. Like me. Except Fuku. And...well, the only other person is dead, so.

[burninglight]

...I like you well enough.

[motherfucking_ghost]

And you don't really have much reason to, either.

Huh. I guess that's the point, then.

[burninglight]

...I guess that it is, isn't it?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Thanks. For sticking up for me. Even when you shouldn't.

[burninglight]

Don't thank me. We'll call it even for you thinking I might have been a better monarch than I likely would.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You would've been great, shut up.

[burninglight]

And you're not always a walking headache, shut up.

[cyan_maid]

Uh?

[Jane turns away from the game she's playing, her hand slipping and hitting the button, missing the jackpot and the usual higher scores - but that's alright, it's free to play in here. No big loss.]

Miss Arianna...but, what are you sorry about?

[cyan_maid]

...

[She nods, managing a little smile.]

I'd like that a lot. Thank you.

[tokencanadian]

[She needs a lot, but honestly someone being there to listen to her is... nice. It's better then back home. Maybe someone will understand.]

...It was during a festival, one where the four kingdoms of Remnant came together to celebrate their alliance and the years of peace. I-I was participating with my team in a tournament, I made it to the final round, where I had to face off against this girl... Penny Polendina, all on my own.

[Her grip tightens on the doll, it seems like she has to concentrate to get the next part out.]

...I killed her. [It's quiet, but that doesn't matter. Clarith will hear it.] It was an accident, but I...!

[tokencanadian]

[She's not going to brush him off. The gesture is faintly registered, and quietly appreciated.]

...I was a part of something terrible. It was an accident, and I had no idea I was being used, but I still played a part in it and my home suffered for it.

[Remember how she said she had to return home for important things? She was saying it all of week one.]

The girl this doll is based on, I was fighting her in the final round of a tournament, and I...[A shudder passes through her.]

[burninglight]

[Part of Ardyn really wished it was harder to piece that together than it was.]

['How long were you in the dark?']

...It doesn't sound likely that was your fault, Pyrrha.

[daughterofthemark]

[Ruining her game, obviously.]

For the meeting, and the way things grew out of control.

[cyan_maid]

[Jane frowns, straightening up only to lean on the Cyclone game and to fold her arms in front of her.]

It wasn't your fault. I think...we all sort of have been on different levels of "in the know" and "how much should we trust her?" in regards to your Lady Consequence, and people like Mister Church react to that by...getting really loud and angry.

[ratherdoweddings]

[sigh] At least you got it back. I wonder if any of this belonged to us and we just don't remember it? I mean, not the embarrassing things, of course. Maybe? But no one would admit to it anyway...

[ratherdoweddings]

That's true, but I think we're all old enough not to try and chuck them into the goals.