[ Kohaku has no idea how he's feeling anymore - he narrowly missed rallying the vote for the right person and it started a chain reaction that somehow ended on hope? That should be something to be happy about, but the weight of the mistake doesn't quite lift.
He opens the door for Anthy pretty quickly, having only set on his bed staring into the void before. ]
[ She brightens up at the recognition and holds up the abomination of rubber, feathers, and hot glue. It's... probably not better unless you have a very unconventional sense of aesthetics. ]
[ Escamillo is absolutely hideous and he's the best thing that has happened to Kohaku all day. It is just really hard to feel existential conflict when face to face with the ugliest rubber chicken that this world has to offer.
The longer Kohaku looks at him, the more he wants to laugh. There's people dying, nobody trusts anyone, but at least Anthy sure fixed this toy bird. The jumbled priorities are so absurd, one has to wonder if Anthy doesn't actually have the right idea about dealing with all of this. ]
Good job.
[ He says so with a chuckle, somewhere between teasing and genuine appreciation for the complete nonsense of this project. ]
[ She accepts the invitation with a smile and steps inside, taking the liberty of sitting Escamillo down in the most noble-looking pose possible for a rubber chicken on whatever desk or dresser surface she encounters first. Welcome home, prodigal son.
...With that done, she steps back, exhaling softly. ]
[ It was proven more thoroughly than expected - two groups that had trusted that none of theirs would have killed, both of them very very wrong. ]
We can't win unless we cooperate, but we can't share secrets without the risk of them getting into the wrong hands immediately.
[ Like telling Cinque what he knew about possession on Sunday - likely enough, now the entire mafia knows that they'll need to hide these tell-tale signs. ]
At least if we don't fuck up the Barghest execution, we'll only have the spider to worry about anymore, but that's bad enough.
Mm, it really is difficult. Knowing what we know now, it might be safer for us all to stay by ourselves on Thursday nights after all, but...
[ She trails off, looking down at her green painted nails. All of them together in that mess of glitter had been fun.
...Well. Anyway. ]
You don't think we'll need to worry about the Doppelganger anymore? I wonder if it's only being so cooperative right now because that's part of imitating Cinque-san.
I'm more worried about the enemy I don't know than the one I do. Of course, that's an issue with the Doppelganger as well given its ability, but...
I'm pretty sick of people turning out to be monsters at random. The spider's been the best at hide-and-seek so far so it could really be anyone of us.
[ And that's unnerving. As long as they have Cinque in sight there is a confirmation that none of the others can be the Doppelganger, but there is no failsafe for the spider. It's one of them. Any of them. Though Kohaku isn't the trusting kind to start with, it's driving him crazy to have to second-guess even his small network like this. ]
[ Some time after the meeting, once she finishes watering her flowers in the greenhouse, Anthy will be waiting in the second floor hallway outside of the music room as promised. Music isn't a bad distraction from things, and they could clearly all use one after the most recent set of memories. ]
[ The meeting's been helpful for Kohaku, unexpectedly so, because despite the magnitude of his memories and the inescapable nature of their situation, some of his frien-- some of his allies still promise to find meaning, find an escape, find a reason to keep going. Saying he feels 'better' might be too much, but a little bit of the cloud of absolute pessimism has lifted.
Which actually frees him up for thinking of other people. Anthy's been... worrisome, earlier today. Kohaku has gotten used to the fact that everything the girl says is either cryptic or nonsensical, so having the impression of gathering meaning from her...? That's weird. Especially with a meaning like this.
Anthy had offered something to make him feel better. Maybe it's time for Kohaku to actually try and repay some kindness, difficult as it is.
He waves at her. ]
Yo. You doing alright?
[ Everyone's memories seemed to have been shit, and all. ]
Mm, I usually find that to be one of the easier ways of looking at things. Though I think it impacts the feeling in your playing if you let yourself get too numb.
[ Poor Miki was somewhat delusional about what he thought he'd heard in hers...
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week 3 - post-trial
Anthy will show up at Kohaku's door sometime that evening (along with a feathered friend) and give it a knock. ]
1/2.
He opens the door for Anthy pretty quickly, having only set on his bed staring into the void before. ]
Hey....
[ Wait, a second, is that the--?? ]
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[ She brightens up at the recognition and holds up the abomination of rubber, feathers, and hot glue. It's... probably not better unless you have a very unconventional sense of aesthetics. ]
I named him Escamillo.
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The longer Kohaku looks at him, the more he wants to laugh. There's people dying, nobody trusts anyone, but at least Anthy sure fixed this toy bird. The jumbled priorities are so absurd, one has to wonder if Anthy doesn't actually have the right idea about dealing with all of this. ]
Good job.
[ He says so with a chuckle, somewhere between teasing and genuine appreciation for the complete nonsense of this project. ]
Wanna come in?
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[ She accepts the invitation with a smile and steps inside, taking the liberty of sitting Escamillo down in the most noble-looking pose possible for a rubber chicken on whatever desk or dresser surface she encounters first. Welcome home, prodigal son.
...With that done, she steps back, exhaling softly. ]
It's been a long day.
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Feels like that trial lasted a week, to be honest. We got damn lucky in the end.
[ Kohaku is an action guy who hates when things stagnate, but at some point even he just wishes for a break. ]
I really didn't think Cinque did it, it's kind of maddening.
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Even so, your point was proven -- that no one can be certain their friends aren't involved just because they're convinced they know them well enough.
[ It's the same point she was trying to make to Akira herself, she was just a lot less confrontational about it. ]
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We can't win unless we cooperate, but we can't share secrets without the risk of them getting into the wrong hands immediately.
[ Like telling Cinque what he knew about possession on Sunday - likely enough, now the entire mafia knows that they'll need to hide these tell-tale signs. ]
At least if we don't fuck up the Barghest execution, we'll only have the spider to worry about anymore, but that's bad enough.
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[ She trails off, looking down at her green painted nails. All of them together in that mess of glitter had been fun.
...Well. Anyway. ]
You don't think we'll need to worry about the Doppelganger anymore? I wonder if it's only being so cooperative right now because that's part of imitating Cinque-san.
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I'm pretty sick of people turning out to be monsters at random. The spider's been the best at hide-and-seek so far so it could really be anyone of us.
[ And that's unnerving. As long as they have Cinque in sight there is a confirmation that none of the others can be the Doppelganger, but there is no failsafe for the spider. It's one of them. Any of them. Though Kohaku isn't the trusting kind to start with, it's driving him crazy to have to second-guess even his small network like this. ]
week 5 - monday
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Which actually frees him up for thinking of other people. Anthy's been... worrisome, earlier today. Kohaku has gotten used to the fact that everything the girl says is either cryptic or nonsensical, so having the impression of gathering meaning from her...? That's weird. Especially with a meaning like this.
Anthy had offered something to make him feel better. Maybe it's time for Kohaku to actually try and repay some kindness, difficult as it is.
He waves at her. ]
Yo. You doing alright?
[ Everyone's memories seemed to have been shit, and all. ]
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[ She offers a smile, though it's... maybe just a bit more tired than usual. ]
You look a little better than you did earlier. Did anything happen?
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Novelty wore off on the memory. Life sucks as much as it did before, but not like dwelling on it is useful or entertaining.
[ If he tells himself that enough times in a row, maybe his mind will actually believe it. ]
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Mm, I usually find that to be one of the easier ways of looking at things. Though I think it impacts the feeling in your playing if you let yourself get too numb.
[ Poor Miki was somewhat delusional about what he thought he'd heard in hers...
Anyway! She opens the door. ]
Shall we?