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. ))

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[motherfucking_ghost]

[...mmmmmmmmright, okay, he's still hanging on Junpei by the shoulders but has at least given him some room to actually breathe instead of be crushed.]

You're being a recluse.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I'm allowed. It's a free... death mall prison.

[He's not struggling anymore, at least, but he won't meet Church's eyes, either.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not gonna be like Ardy and ask you to talk about it, because sometimes fuck talking.

But at the same time, you wanna pour one out for Falcon?

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

Yeah.

[Yeah, hi, that is an acceptable way of expressing one's sads. Junpei fiddles with something hanging at his neck. Pull-cord of his hoodie, maybe?]

You've got my only bottle of sauce, though.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Not the whole thing. Just, something.

[But he unscrews the top, gives it a whiff, and hands it to Junpei. Feels...more right if he does it.]

For Finn, our pantsless wonder, ghost-chaser, kiss-stealer, awesome-jacket-wearing, Takumi-snuggling bro. Fly free, Falcon.

[misanthropicprinciple]

May the space pilots be hot and the sand never get into your underoos, bro.

[Junpei pours a measure of vodka out for Finn, looks at the bottle in his hand, and then hands it back to Church. He nods in the direction of the kiosk, if Church wants to, like, sit down or something and not be standing out here like neighbors on sitcoms.]

...You know, he used to work out in our room.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[You know what? That might be nice. He'll even sit on Soma's...bed... Mmmmmm this isn't weird. Church caps the bottle back up instead of taking a drink. Maybe someone's learned a lesson after drinking on an empty stomach yesterday.]

Yeah? Seemed like he was in good shape. Must've given you a view. [a man is dead church]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Sure did. Not that you didn't, Mr. Beach Episode Fanservice.

[But his gaze has drifted off again, and whatever he's thinking about, it's neither Finn's abs nor Church's pecs. You know, sadly.

It's worth noting that there are some things strewn around in here. In particular, a set of pajamas and a mug seem to have been set aside on the desk. Also the wolfjob? But the wolfjob's not important right now.

Junpei's wearing the crown and key. That's what he's fiddling with.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Listen. Wolfjob will always be important. ...But maybe not the focus of this very serious thread. Yet.]

...Aw, did someone make that mug for Yuyu?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh. Yeah, I think so.

[He picks it up to show Church.]

Rii-san. She said that's what her friends called her. ...Do you want it?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Reason, yeah. Or...something...like that.

Do you, uh, not want it?

[misanthropicprinciple]

...

I don't know if I should. Have it, I mean. Or want it, I guess.

[motherfucking_ghost]

But...you're--you were, uh. Close. [To put it mildly.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei looks down at his mismatched hands in silence.]

Church, if this keeps happening... If... if next week, I remember that she and I were... if we...

[There's clearly so much more to remember.]

If I wake up knowing what she was to me, surrounded by all these things that were hers, I just--I don't know what I'm going to do.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Remember her fondly? Generally speaking that's what...people tend to do, I think?

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Nnnnnoooo, I think I'm more likely to try to smash Xander's skull open with her cute mug.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Then I'll sell tickets, man. What else is hers?

Boobs?

[misanthropicprinciple]

I... think so. Maybe.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I mean. She sure definitely had some, that's for sure.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I--yes, but for some reason I want to fight you for saying that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I feel like she was way too young for me, but also, I guess I'm not one to talk about age...

Uh, what else is hers?

[misanthropicprinciple]

...I'm not... sure.

[He fiddles with the chain around his neck, then sighs and draws it out fully from where it was caught under his hood.]

This looks like something girly, right? Do you remember seeing her wear something like this?

[It's got a little crown charm and what's really obviously half a heart-shaped pendant, crossed with a key shaped like a four-leaf-clover.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Kinda girly, yeah? But we also knew a bunch of girls from then and know a bunch of girls now. Not necessarily hers.

But someone's got a thing for lil crown charms. I've got one or something like it.

[misanthropicprinciple]

You do? Are they the same?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I--maybe? I'd have to dig it out of my junk box. Maybe they're Noct's, he's all kingly-ish.