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

[shikosuki]

[ nod nod ] And he was being a jackass. [ Sorry to drag you Church you've been nothing but nice to him but also you remind him of someone red. ] I actually don't think you were wrong to lose your temper like that, honestly. [ But he's also a mini ball of rage sometimes so ]

[burninglight]

I've lost it for worse reasons, I suppose.

[just ask half of eos oh wait you can't they're dead]

Hopefully he'll straighten himself out and learn to keep his mouth shut before we have to meet again and actually talk things over.

[shikosuki]

Hopefully.

[ a sigh as he sips his soup ]

Well, if you need to vent or anything before you do talk to him, feel free.

I wanted to at least make sure you ate something though.

[burninglight]

Oh, I think I'll manage. Repressing anger in favor of getting things done is something I've had a lot of time to work on.

...I do appreciate the food, though.

me realizing this thread is almost regain length: oh shit

[shikosuki]

I'm not sure that's healthy.

[ Choromatsu shut up, you get angry TOO much okay ]

I'm glad though. There's more at the soup place if you decide you want more. Though I'll probably take the rest of the leftovers to an actual fridge before night time.

oh shit indeed

[burninglight]

It's fine.

[no it's not.]

Thanks.

[shikosuki]

[ LIES ]

You’re welcome.

[ there’s a moment where he just stays quiet and drinks his soup... before eventually pulling out a journal with a cute cover that Choromatsu has written his name on in Japanese. He writes some stuff in it quickly with an equally cutest green pencil before suddenly ripping the page out and passing it and the pencil to Ardyn. ]

What’s this about someone helping us and a tv?

[burninglight]

No, truly, I'm touched. It's been ever so long since someone actually cooked for me specifically. I've no talent for the art, myself.

[Ardyn shrugged, continuing to talk as a distraction while he wrote.]

It appears we've a contact outside of this place. She sent directions on how to modify a TV to receive signals with the implication it would help us.

[shikosuki]

[ he raises an eyebrow for a second but then catches onto what Ardyn is doing. ]

Don’t get a big head— I made it for everyone. Eating is a communal thing, right?

[ and then he passes the note back ]

Receive signals? Like cable? I wonder how that could help... but I don’t see why they wouldn’t go this far if they were just trying to trick us so I trust your judgement.

[burninglight]

Oh--well, now I'm just hurt. You've wounded me irreparably, I may never recover.

I'm hesitant to entirely trust her. But this is all we have.