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.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( 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

[burninglight]

I'm going to slap you with it in a minute, what's wrong with it?!

[motherfucking_ghost]

What isn't?

[burninglight]

I've always worn this, what exactly is your problem here?

[motherfucking_ghost]

You haven't worn a fedora and a cosplay wing before!

[burninglight]

Because I didn't have them.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Good, cuz they're dumb!

[burninglight]

You're dumb, why are you yelling at me again!

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not yelling, I'm stating a fact! [you're yelling sweetie]

[burninglight]

You're stating it very loudly, please stop shouting at me!

[motherfucking_ghost]

Then you should agree with me that you have terrible taste, don't you knock shit over all the time with that? How can you work with that thing on? Who thought this was a good idea? Do you have a designer, I want their number so I can tell them they should quit.

[burninglight]

I do not have terrible taste, and the designer's likely been dead for millennia.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You've had a wing-arm for a couple thousand years. And a nasty fedora. Wow.

[burninglight]

Shut up-

[The hat was swept off his head in favor of being slapped rather harmlessly against Church's shoulder.]

Why are you like this?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hey! [He rubs his shoulder anyway even though he isn't in the least bit hurt.] I'd ask why you're like that, but I guess fashion was a little different back then.

[burninglight]

No, I mean why do we keep bickering like godsdamned idiots instead of holding a conversation!?

[a fair question]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Because a conversation will get serious.

[burninglight]

So what if it does? Maybe it should, rather than just pretend none of this is even happening.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhh maybe we could instead not do that. Do you want to do that? You want to talk about this bullshit? Really? Why.

[burninglight]

A better question is 'why do you want to ignore it'?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Because every waking moment I remember there's like three layers of amnesic bullshit going on, the more I want to pull the covers over my head and never, ever come out again?

[burninglight]

And that will accomplish...what, exactly?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Y'know, I wasn't even gonna come over here, at all, I just had to--the wing and the hat, you fuck--but I can just go. I think I'll just go.

[burninglight]

Church, just-...wait. Please.

I promised Touko I'd not run off and get myself killed. So if I'm going to live even a little longer, I want...I want to understand this. To understand what kind of people decided a fallen healer was worth calling a friend.

If anything happens to either of us, can you truly say you would rather die not knowing?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Of course I want to know! I agreed with you. I wanna know. I just--I wanna know now, all at once, not this--week by week remember-fest like we seem to have had last time, and I don't even know what's real.

[burninglight]

I know, I--I can't stand this either, not knowing a damn thing and missing some miserable stretch of time, knowing we were friends and yet feeling like I don't know a single one of you-

[Ardyn quickly broke off, shaking his head and replacing the hat to hide his eyes.]

...I'm sorry. If you'd prefer I left you alone, then...that's fine.