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WEEK 2
WEEK 2
The first week is over, and two of your number are gone. Everything related to the case has been cleaned up, with nary a knife left at the Main Square nor a trace of the mud shapes that once painted the clock tower walls, although some stray graffiti still dots some storefronts.
However you may feel about the entire debacle on Friday, there’s no doubt that something has changed about the atmosphere, although whether it’s something tangible or just a trick of the mind is hard to say. Maybe it’s nothing. Either way, there are more palpable changes to the city, with some of the fog retreating away from a few of the surrounding areas, uncovering new buildings and streets along the way. The night, however, remains unchanged as always save for the slow waxing of the moon, leaving it bright and full as early as Thursday night. Regardless of if you take it as an omen or not, at least that means the streets will be lit up fairly well for the week, provided some inconvenient cloud cover doesn’t slide right in.
[[Welcome to Week 2! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 2 tab on our Locations page. Once again, feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. You can also privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt.]]
clock tower
HIII!!!!
brace for impact......
So you can probably see a hint of his horn from like. All the fuck the way down there. Why.]
... I can hear you over the innards of the clock tower.
[A little balefully because this probably wasn't worth interrupting his extremely worthwhile staring into space. Or Krakow.]
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I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, BUT I'M GLAD TO SEE YOU TOO! I'LL COME RIGHT UP, WAIT FOR ME!
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OK he's not actually that bothered except by the din, quiet people and creatures in Hueco Mundo are much rarer than those who shout down the rooftops, which is impressive considering how goddamn high up they are. Maybe that's why he seeks out higher places, quite aside from the nature of his Resurrección. But that's neither here nor there.
I mean, he could just go back to ignoring Pizza or maybe somehow sneak away but that's pointless and he's going to stay in this high damn tower no matter what invades.]
You make no sense. [more like he makes nonsense but] Don't come up here.
[Normally his resting bitch face is enough to get people to back off but it's also possible Pizza isn't people so y'know.]
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I [ Wheezes. ] came as fast as I could.
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But alas, inevitably, since Ulquiorra refuses to go down things can only escalate from here -- like Pizza, ascending like his own personal noise complaint all the way into the soothing white noise of the clock tower. He'll find Ulquiorra has moved a little deeper into the machinery of the gears, like that will do anything.
Maybe he thought Pizza would give up looking, given how whimsical he seems to be. But. Retrievers.]
Why? You weren't asked for, nor did anyone tell you to hurry.
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[It very likely didn't. But the question is wholly rhetorical, anyhow; in fact, so much so that he doesn't even bother to pose it in the form of a question.]
If you're so desperate for company, the rooms or the kitchens would be a more logical place to look.
[Clearly the best thing to do is shoo the Food Soul into a kitchen. That's where they're supposed to go?? The new kitchen might even be open at this point.]
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