Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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[burninglight]

[And it comes back up on two people, sitting in a somewhat sparsely furnished house watching the fourth wall intently.]

...the fuck was that about?

[serrata]

I don't know... you don't think it's just our TV, do you? Leaving it outside that long probably didn't do it any favours...

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Just when he's about to suggest he's never agreed with a fake-ass plank of wood before, the TV screeches, he jumps from the planchette, smacks his head on one of the few hard parts of the kiosk, curses like a sailor, and there's Ardyn and Yuuri and this is happening now.]

What the fuck.

What the fuck.

[burninglight]

Wait-

[What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK.]

Can they--can you see us?!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah...!

[HE'S NOT CRYIN YOU'RE CRYIN]

[burninglight]

Looking after yourself, Junpei?

[He's definitely not crying.]

[Because that's not what you need from your king right now.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Absogoddamnlutely not. Come back instantly, we're fucked.

[SNRRFFFles through his grin.]

[burninglight]

I know, you dumb bastard, we've been watching. Trick question.

Pull yourselves together, what the hell. I can't believe I'm the godsdamned anchor point of sanity here.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yuuri!

[FUCKOUIJA INDEED! Junpei grabs the sides of the TV like an idiot, but then shifts aside so Church can see.]

[serrata]

[ And Yuuri, reasonably enough for someone who has just been yelled at by the TV, jumps in her seat like someone who's just seen a ghost. ]

Wh--

[ And then her eyes go painfully wide ]

You two can see us?!

[motherfucking_ghost]

Why are you on the stupid fuck space tv.

What the fuck.

[burninglight]

Idiot, that's what we should be asking! Crystal's worthless light, how long is this connection going to last-?

[airlockedmods]

[Back in liveland, the planchette waves ambivalently.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

What the fuck.

You're there.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He makes kind of a choking noise, bows his head, then nods. When he picks his face back up, his eyes are absolutely brimming.]

Yeah. Yeah, we... we can hear you. Hey. Hey, ojou-san.

[serrata]

[ Yuuri draws in a sharp, hard breath and then -- you know what, it's all sorts of improper, but off the sofa she goes and she hurries over, settling herself down as close to the TV as she can get ]

Are you-- you're-- oh, I've been wanting to talk to you for so long, I had so much I wanted to say, and now I can't even--!

[ She has to bow her head and cover her face for a moment. Sorry, Junpei, let her collect herself for a second. ]

[burninglight]

[yeah he's right next to you with a hand on your shoulder, honey]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Sup, Yuyubean.

[How do reactions?]

[misanthropicprinciple]

It's fine. I... [It's not fine. Nothing is fine. He's on this side of the screen and she's over there, and he examined her body for murder.] Yuuri, I...

[...

There's too much, and not enough of him to get it through. He just puts his hand on the screen. The tears drop silently down his face in big gobs like a goddamn Ghibli movie.]

Yuuri.

[airlockedmods]

[At some point in the conversations, someone else appears in the background of wherever Yuuri and Ardyn are. A familiar someone they probably won't immediately notice but Church and Junpei will definitely be able to see.

She doesn't seem to immediately realize her change in location because she's just staring very intently at the wall and running her index finger over empty air.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Uhhhhhhhhh.

[SQUINT???]

SIS, what are you doing?

[burninglight]

Huh-?

[OH HEY BEST FRIEND]

SIS? How did you get here?

[airlockedmods]

[Hearing Church's voice catches her attention first and she turns to look in the direction of the TV, her brows furrowing in confusion. Her mouth opens and it looks like she's saying Church? but no sound comes out. Then she looks down and the look on her face is the most confused and startled any of them have ever seen her look. Almost afraid.

Ardyn? Her mouth moves still without sound. It looks like she's trying to say you but in a blink she's gone again.]

[burninglight]

That's, er...Alarming.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...I wanna say that shouldn't happen, but at she's an AI, who knows.

She figured out how to run it. Obviously. So she's...watching out for us.