Week 2

[airlockedmods]

[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!]

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[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani is just having a great time, ok. He's been blessed twice in one day. And if it's any consolation (which it isn't....) the model spaceship is staying in his room. For reasons. ]

Weird? Ya kiddin'? They're hot as fuck!

[ How is that even a question, his tone seems to imply. ]

Doesn't look like any tea I recognize, but then again I don't know shit about tea, either. Best I got were the cigarettes, 'm thinkin' of askin' Nari-chan if she can light a few fer me. [ He rolls his eyes. ] Figures they'd hand out cigs without a fuckin' light.

[honoraryembryon]

... Well. I'm glad you think so, but--they shouldn't exist. I mean, at least some of them, anyway.

[ Small fucking blessings.

Still, he shakes his head. Hm... fire, huh? ]

I might be able to light them for you. Might not be best to force Nari to do it, her powers... they're... a bit of a sore spot. But I don't mind. My electricity is working again, so chances are my fire is too.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Ah, hm... How would one tactfully ask about these things? Let's not do that. ]

Ya get turned on by yer friends or somethin'?

[ He's seriously asking, of course. He's just also. Nishitani. And he figured demon cannibals have demon cannibal friends, too. ]

She an' me got an understandin' with her powers, it ain't too sore between us. [ He waves a hand like it's no big deal. Believe it or not, it isn't. Somehow, Nishitani gained weird uncle status with Nari. Incredible.

He slips one of the cigarettes out of the packet, holding it between his fingers. ]

Won't say know if ya wanna try though.

[honoraryembryon]

[ Oh. My god. Jesus christ Nishitani, Roland practically chokes on the coffee he JUST finished making and took a sip of when he asks that. REALLY?

Long, long pause, as he gets air back into his system, because. ]

... Because you don't happen to know this... not everyone's like you. Sorry. I mean, I'm sure there's... some... demons that enjoy that kind of thing, but... most of my friends aren't all that old. They're... far younger than I am, at any rate. Teenagers. Incredibly skilled teenagers that have been through hell, yes, but teenagers all the same.

They can't be older than Arianna.

And anyway, even if they were... there'd be no reason for that. That kind of thing doesn't happen. The only time scars like this would come up would be if we lost. And the Embryon don't lose. They're killing machines.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani snickers at Roland's reaction. He definitely phrases things like this on purpose... ]

Ahh, gotcha. Outta yer range, I can get that.

[ He nods. Yes, even Nishitani won't touch teenagers. 18 or 19 is still practically a baby. ]

So then ya get yer scars before ya joined up? Ya don't gotta tell me if ya don't wanna, 'm just curious. [ He shrugs. That cigarette won't light itself, but he's much more interested in hearing about you, Roland. ]