chang geng is changing out of these stupid fancy clothes into his normal fancy clothes and will be in their frustratingly small kitchen, sort of - void staring, for a moment. into the cabinets with their junk food. he does eventually seem to refocus, but then just frowns, going to pull something down to investigate what it is.
because it's not like they can really do anything else in this place but wait, now, for what tomorrow is going to entail.
[ garou is also here, in a pared down version of their formal costumes. he has no answers to these questions so he's just marching to the kitchen before remembering they only have junk food.
Anyway, the deadzos are free of their animal crossing homes and the gang is all back together...? For better or for worse. Nogiku tiredly stares at them.]
I don't suppose one of you has any ideas of what to expect tonight, do you?
[Imagine if they mario karted their way back to life only to die again. Damn.]
Oh. [Damien, your nicknames...] In that case I don't know if he actually thinks nothing is going to happen, or if he's making assumptions based on what Steel-san told him.
We were discharged of our duties earlier this week.
week zero, thursday.
anyway— nogiku is just. taking one look at the decorations,
closing her eyes,
and conjuring a fucking lisa frank cigarette with the weekly effect because this is somehow the worst thing that's ever happened to her.
what are y'all up to, fuckboys?]
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And then he sees Nogiku conjure a cigarette? Don't you know that's bad for you? ]
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[Sir, you ran around with broken ribs? You have no room to judge?]
I'm taking this to the balcony.
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Roommates, huh...
Annoying.
[ rude ]
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Sticks her cigarette in her mouth and just
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wk 0; saturday, post-trial
chang geng is changing out of these stupid fancy clothes into his normal fancy clothes and will be in their frustratingly small kitchen, sort of - void staring, for a moment. into the cabinets with their junk food. he does eventually seem to refocus, but then just frowns, going to pull something down to investigate what it is.
because it's not like they can really do anything else in this place but wait, now, for what tomorrow is going to entail.
well, we're all alive! how's everybody doing? ]
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but now he is here wearing a hoodie again, bless. and he's throwing himself onto a couch to take up space and be passively annoying. ]
Did we ever figure out where the blood came from...?
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the junk food is abandoned in lieu of going to pick those up, in a moment of normalcy, apparently used to doing this kind of thing. ]
No. Supposedly the Prism giving us another piece of evidence for the murder mystery, but I'm not sure anyone confirmed.
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rip. ]
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... perhaps we should look into sharing with the other floors, when it comes to the kitchen.
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crumbs on the couch... ]
Yeah, I'd be good with making a food pact.
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It's what Steel-san implied, more or less. But still...
[She's just going to go hang up her jacket and hat. The rest of the outfit can stay.]
week seven, thursday.
Anyway, the deadzos are free of their animal crossing homes and the gang is all back together...? For better or for worse. Nogiku tiredly stares at them.]
I don't suppose one of you has any ideas of what to expect tonight, do you?
[Imagine if they mario karted their way back to life only to die again. Damn.]
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[ but like who fuckin knows ]
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We were discharged of our duties earlier this week.
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I just can't say I know what, exactly, might happen there, especially when we hadn't seen the dead Residents at all this week.
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