Week 8

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[This weekend has brought about some unusual questions about your resident robotic Overseer, but unfortunately, you've also lost two more of your own to an accidental death.

You've done your best with the star charts, but if anyone is coming to help you, there is no sign of it yet. SIS remains the only friendly face here, even as you've found that she holds her own secrets. Meanwhile, yet another new floor has opened up - the elevators are in perfect working order now, if any of you care to go and see it. That's four concourses now; one for each of your groups. There's an awful lot of dead, aren't there?]


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[nightcure]

[ He comes in at the tail end of Church's speech, and he waits for a few moments before letting out a soft, low whistle. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[It's not like he barred the doors or anything, but it was empty when he got here. So the whistle has him jump out of the pew, and he steps wrong on the bottom of Ardyn's coat, because it's longer on him and drags a little, and--crash to the floor.]

[nightcure]

[ Oh shit.

Noctis hurries over, holding out a hand for Church. ]

I.... didn't mean to scare you. You alright?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Owwwwww. [Thanks for the hand, buddy.] Yeah, 'm fine, just...thought...I was alone.

And Ardyn's too damn tall.

[nightcure]

[ He puts his hands in his pockets once Church is on his feet.

Hey, is that a new scarf he's wearing, by the way? ]

No kidding. Man, and you're even a little taller than I am.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[Is that a pair of dog tags church is also sporting somewhere in the mess of junk around his neck? It's fine everyone's decked out in new shit. It's fine!]

If I'm walking forward it's fine. Or being careful and mindful of my turning. I started stealing this puppy when I could sometimes, but usually I settled for his scarf.

You look cozy in yours.

[nightcure]

[ Golly Church you're gonna blind someone. ]

It was a friend's. I figure around my neck's the safest place for it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I get that. Gonna have to pry any of this off my co--mmmm nope, not gonna finish that turn of phrase.

[nightcure]

You want me to punch you next time you start to say something like that?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Please do. I'll deserve it.

...Are we good to ignore the elephant in the room?

[please dont say whats an elephant]

[nightcure]

Yeah. I'm good with that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay. Then. Do uh. Do you want the room? Or were you looking for me?

You need a punching bag person again maybe?

[nightcure]

I was kind of looking for you, yeah. Just to check on you.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Well.

Better than yesterday, clearly.

What about you?

[nightcure]

Yeah. That's good.

[ Noctis hesitates for half a moment. ]

My memories... could be better, but what else is new?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I think remembering everything helped. Well. Everything up to when we left the mansion. Things got...really bad, then really weird, then better.

[nightcure]

[ Honestly? He's relieved. He gently punches him in the shoulder. ]

Better is good, big guy. Really good.

[motherfucking_ghost]

We stole everything in the mansion not nailed down and then blew it up. While riding away on a space limo shaped conspicuously like a dick.

[nightcure]

... Wowser. Sounds wild. We just almost flew into a gas giant, then watched you guys confront Kip.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...What. Wait, what? You were watching us?