week 9

[airlockedmods]

[Nine weeks, seven cases, eight Champions remaining. Something has to give and it's bound to be soon.

There is no new floor opened this time but SIS and PAL still seem to be active and ready to interact.]


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((Since this is the final week, there's no AC this week! But don't forget to check your memory regains, and submit for regains! The final rolls will be Sunday night (4/1)! We will also be posting the official endgame announcement later today!))

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Absolutely. I won't clean it out. Just a little of everything. Other shit, too. [There is, in fact, Other Shit.]

Xander and I wanna get everyone together for a meeting tomorrow. Lay everything out. Make plans for the week.

[induality]

That's great. If you need help with anything... let me know. I can at least do my best to support you.

[She's so proud of her mom.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm good for today, but we're gonna need all hands on deck tomorrow. [one fear: monday being locked] You need any help?

[induality]

[She nods. Big Fear.]

I don't think so. I don't know how much I can do right now but I guess... if we're at this point I should try and put together some bags. If anyone has anything personal they want to keep, it might be good to have a way to keep it on us if we have to move fast.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Go bags. Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea, actually! And I know my--Ardyn's coat has a lot of big pockets, but uh...I've got junk in there, so. Personal things. Yeah. Don't overwork yourself though. There's probably some souvenir bags and laptop bags and shit for little stuff.

[induality]

That's right. Good idea. We might... want to grab some of our friends things too. All their stuff is still here... I'd hate to see them lose it.

[They can't just pack for themselves either. She already has a handful of Noctis' things and she knows there are other things that he has that he'd want back...]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah. I don't want to leave anything personal behind. Like, the fake guns, stuff like that, that can get left, but stuff like... [His hand drifts up to the mass of stuff around his neck.] Q's yearbook, or stuff like that.

[induality]

...yeah. We should... go through all the concourses and take the things off it. For everyone. The network... doesn't deserve to have any of it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...We might need some bigger bags.

We'll put 'em all in another cart and sort it from there. Depending what happens, we might have to leave some of it behind. Everyone's gotta carry some weight, but we also have to be ready for anything.

[induality]

At least if we can cram most of it in, we can worry about sorting it out later. But the bigger stuff might have to stay behind.

...at least we have you to wear all of the clothes and accessories.

[motherfucking_ghost]

God. Jesus. Okay. I mean, I don't want to suddenly become the least stealthy person in the whole group because I'm clattering so much, but I guess I'm being that guy lately, huh?