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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Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

...Right? There you go. You didn't call me a dick or a slut or that you can't change or anything.

[cyan_maid]

Mmmmmgh.

[I think at this point it is well established that so long as someone decides to change, it's possible - she won't argue with that.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

I have no intention of running off and abandoning you guys here, Li'l J. Even at the trial... What I am's twisted up to hell, but I really did want to help. Or to keep fighting, or however you want to put it.

[He turns aside and rubs the back of his neck.]

I'll just... uh, find a less boneheadedly suicidal way to do that, I guess. I mean, you know. I'll work on it. Does that work?

[cyan_maid]

...

[She nods. A lot. Her expression's grim and sad and guilty, but she nods regardless.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Then... are we okay?

[cyan_maid]

...I mean...yes? I hope...I hope we are. Aren't we at least...maybe a little okay?

[misanthropicprinciple]

I'm okay with being a little okay if you're a little okay with being okay. Or... vice versa, or something.

[cyan_maid]

...Yeah. Then - yeah, I'm fine with that.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...You want a hug, kiddo?

[cyan_maid]

...

[She nods, but looks incredibly small in doing so. Incredibly young - as young as she actually is, humble and guilted. She's never actually been able to try and repair a friendship, and this is...she doesn't know if this is right or if she is actually okay, just that she fucked up, and she needs to make up for it.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

All right, c'mere.

[Jane has unlocked the secret that only teenage girls can know--well, teenage girls and Church. And Ardyn? Okay, maybe a lot of people know this secret.

The secret is that Junpei Tenmyouji is great at hugs.]

We're okay, Jane. Okay?

[cyan_maid]

[He is surprisingly good at hugs, and it drives her to hug him extra good, too.]

O-Okay. We're...yeah. We're okay.

[Or they will be, at some point.]