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.]

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

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

Yeah. Dammit. I keep telling people to keep their eyes open...

[Says the guy who passed out drunk in the rest area. Might as well have gift-wrapped himself.]

[scourgingstars]

...

[no you know what he's gonna say it]

You would do better not to pull anything like yesterday's little escapade again. Considering the state you're in, were I not standing here you would make an easy target even now.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Heh. Right. Thanks, Dad.

[Oh boy, here we go.]

I'm a detective in the goddamned underworld, Ardyn. I don't get police armor, I don't have a badge. I've been an easy target every day of my life since I started this job.

[He takes another swig of his drink.]

At least if they got me yesterday, maybe I would've died halfway fuckin' happy.

[scourgingstars]

Yes, and I fight daemons every night. Combat experience and exposure to danger doesn't mean that one is immune to making mistakes.

[like getting blasted and drunk driving a tiny pedal car]

Don't take your own life so lightly just because of a dire situation. I don't doubt for an instant that there are those who would be upset if you adopted such an outlook, or worse, just gave up and died entirely.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Snort.]

Chyeah. Sure. You can believe that if you want.

[A theory: People with lots of friends and involved family members don't often become underground detectives at age 22.]

[scourgingstars]

[i mean. fair.]

I'll believe what I like, as will you. You've no reason to think me honest, but if something were to happen to you I would find myself quite upset at the very least.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Aww. Sweetest thing anyone's said to me since my homeroom teacher gave me "points for trying."

[scourgingstars]

Call it insincere if you wish. I'm sure I can't convince you otherwise.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...No. I believe you.

[Junpei looks away, arms folded protectively across his chest.]

I just hate this. And if I couldn't escape any other way... well, it's not every day a guy like me gets my hands on such fine-grade whiskey.

[scourgingstars]

...We're going to find a way out of this. Until then, just try to limit your stress relief to something that won't put you at risk for someone less sympathetic than I.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[And Ardyn doesn't even know he tried to start shit with Kip last week.]

I'll try to keep myself contained.