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!]

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[goteachother]

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It..... does?

[Excuse her while she falls over in a fit of giggles.]

Why would they do that!?

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Her laughter's infectious, and even Junpei's chuckling as he tries to help her back up.]

I dunno, you tell me! You're the one that knows about it!

[goteachother]

I don' know nothin about it!

[Junpei she's more likely to drag you down than get up at this point.]

I know they exist?! That's more'n you!

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Oop, yep, down he goes. Now he is laughing, for real, a bright and natural, helplessly ungraceful sound that keeps going every time he thinks he's stopped. Eventually, he gives up trying to help either of them upright and just rolls onto his back so he can still see her, if upside-down.]

That's--that's what I'm saying! Hahahaaha! I... I don't know anything!

[goteachother]

[This is how they end up laying on the floor in the middle of the hallway... okay. This is good. She's going to pat you reassuringly. Kind of... more like swat your chest because she's giggling too much but the intent is there.

He has a good laugh.]

Well... well then it ain' important, huh? If you don' know and I don' know... it don' matter.

[What are they even talking about anymore.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Iiii don't think that's how knowing things works, but. Okay. Sounds good.

[Nobody knows what they're talking about anymore. Either way, he's buzzed and happy.]

[goteachother]

'Course it is!

[Happy, buzzed, giggly. This is a good day. This is good whiskey. Junpei is good people.

And to demonstrate this she- Is she? yup... totes just going to pet you now Junpei.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Queenie, 'm not a cat!

[But he's laughing again, and he follows the laughter immediately with:]

Meoooowww. Mrow? Meow!

[goteachother]

[Okay kitten noises are too cute for words and she might just kind of... hug your head Junpei, giggling ans squealing at the adorable and kissing your hair.]

Yer the best cat!

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Hehehehe. He quests blindly until he finds one of her arms, then pats it in a friendly manner.]

You are drunk.

[goteachother]

Nope!

[Awkwardly flailing to try to sit up now... because the whiskey is still in the car.]

You are. I'm only tipsy! [Which means she needs more booze, right? cause that's what she's going for.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Oh boy. He lifts his head to see what she's trying to get, then laughs and hits the floor like a drum.]

Drink! Drink! Drink! Got a lot of catching up to do if you wanna catch me up.