Week 2

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[Other than the reappearance of the Overseer, there's no real change in the routine. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets.

No other floors unlock, but Cece and Kip will still be appearing randomly to chit-chat.

All you know is... something has to change soon.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 1 and submit your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Urgh. Well, can't beat the classics.

[Reluctant but resigned, Junpei takes the turmeric tea, swallows some, and makes the face you'd expect.]

Gah--okay, nope. That never tastes any better.

[buddyoldpal]

Hey, if it keeps ya from fuckin' puking that's a win, right?

[ So it is... ]

So ya have a good time yesterday? Make any mistakes ya can barely remember?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Fairly sure I made some mistakes I don't remember at all.

[Sunday is largely a huge, blurred blank. He remembers the whiskey, of course, and Delores, and...]

There were... panties?

[buddyoldpal]

And some boxers, if what ya told me wasn't just bullshit.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Ah--nah, I remember those. If I told you about them, they were probably all real.

[He shrugs one shoulder lazily.]

No idea what happened to any of them. Oops.

[buddyoldpal]

Aw, ya wouldn't lie ta me then, Tenmyouji-kun? That's real fuckin' nice of ya.

[ Also you shouldn't lie to a criminal, smart kid. ]

Well that's a real damn tragedy, kiddo. Guess ya weren't too attached to 'em.

[ Here it comes, the Nishitani special: sex questions. ]

Kid like you has seen plenty o' those, huh?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh. Uh. I. ...Yes. I've seen... all kinds of sexy items. Just, all the time. You know, manly guy like me, every time I get up I'm wading through piles of discarded lingerie. Like Moses at the Red Sea.

[Maybe it's less that he wouldn't lie to Nishitani in particular than that he's a shitty liar.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Well, that much is clear. Nishitani starts laughing again. He's not being too judgy when he asks: ]

Aw, you a virgin, Tenmyouji-kun?

[ Why are you so interested in everyone's sex lives, Nishitani. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Wh--no!

[...Maybe. Okay, no, he totally is. We all remember the elevator scene, and who really thinks he got laid between 999 and ZTD? No one, that's who.]

I'm... wow, how--how can you even say that. A-and anyway, I work trafficking cases all the time, I've seen plenty of... of people in various states of undress, even without considering my personal life.

[buddyoldpal]

Mm-hm, I hear ya loud an' clear, buddy ol' pal.

[ It's time... for an arm over your shoulders. Sorry, Junpei. ]

Awright, here's a new goal for ya, Tenmyouji-kun. We're gonna get ya laid. [ NO. ] Now, are ya into girls, guys, or both?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[N I S H I T A N I]

I-is this really the time?!

[This is it. This is how Junpei dies.]

[buddyoldpal]

No time like the present, huh? There's 10 girls and 8 more guys here and they ain't got anythin' better ta do!

[ There's never a bad time to talk about sex, in Nishitani's opinion. ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

I'm not--I have--!

[Well, this is one way to get some color back in a dying man's cheeks. He wriggles out of Nishitani's grasp and stands with his back to him, one hand over his blushing face, the other folded across his chest.]

...

[Can an ellipsis sound pointed? That ellipsis sounds pointed.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Ellipses are for chumps, Junpei! Nishitani crosses his arms, mostly amused. ]

Ya don't gotta be embarrassed, pal. It's natural ta get excited when you got all these hot people surroundin' ya.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I have someone that I--

[He cuts himself off, then looks at Nishitani over his shoulder, embarrassed and something else besides embarrassed, too.

Don't make him spell it out, Nishitani-san.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ That'll do it, kid. ]

Ohhh, I getcha. Ya got a sweetie waitin' for ya at home, huh? Somebody real fuckin' special?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He breathes out into his fist.]

It's... sure. Why not.

[#ItsComplicated]

[buddyoldpal]

Ya don't gotta tell me if ya don't want ta.

[ He shrugs. He no judge. ]

But if yer holdin' out, they must be a helluva person!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Hah. Yeah, that much is true. They're pretty incredible.

[As in, he cannot believe the shit they pulled.]

[buddyoldpal]

They got a name, or are ya gonna keep me in suspense?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Let's... call her June.

[There. You got a gender, too, Nishitani. Are you happy now?]

[buddyoldpal]

June, huh? Not bad, Tenmyouji-kun. Real nice of ya ta hold a torch for 'er even after gettin' stuck in here.

[misanthropicprinciple]

It's only been a week.

[buddyoldpal]

A week's a long time ta go without sex!

[ It is... for him... ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[There are 1147.14 weeks in twenty-two years.]

...You don't have to say it like that.