WEEK 3

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WEEK 3

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Another week, another set of bodies to add to the pile. Two lured in by The Lady's machinations, and another two done in by misfortune; six of your number are dead already. Who knows who it will be the next time? And for what reason? Nevertheless, there’s no choice but to keep pushing on in your own way; whether that means barricading yourself inside your room for the rest of your stay, leaving artwork of your fellow Survivors around the housing area, or eating all the raw meat in the vicinity… well, everyone deals with things differently.

Either way, you understand the drill by now, yes? Another portion of the city reveals itself as the fog retreats yet again, lampposts lighting the way to the new areas as usual. The full moon wanes to half this week too, so make the most of it.

[[Welcome to Week 3! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 3 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.]]

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[moonfang]

Owwww. Geez, be careful! Ugh.

[ He slumps in the chair, then grins at Ulquiorra ]

I bet yer missin’ that sweet regeneration right about now, too.

[reanbeans]

[ He'll barely bat an eye at Ulquiorra and then turn towards the other. ]

Could you explain what happened? How did Pizza get caught up in all of this?

[ Beat. ]

We already did ask Ulquiorra, but I thought it might be good to get your side in this as well.

[deadlygoals]

I could have dropped you on the floor.

[ Stretching out because wow that was a bit to carry someone that is probably twice his own weight. ]

Make sure to tell them everything you told me.

[ And now he'll go check out Ulquiorra to see the wounds on him. ]

He really did a number on you, huh?

[moonfang]

Yeah yeah... thanks, I guess...

[he looks at Rean] Eh? Well.. he probably remembers what happened better than I do... He doesn't.... "get into" fights like I do.

[he grumbles]

I did go out lookin' for someone to kill for the motive. I need my powers back. I was aimin' for Ulquiorra because I kill him back home anyway -- figured if I did it a little early it wouldn't matter too much. Found him at the hotel and we got into it. Turns out he's a Gelu user too, hehehe. [he scratches his head] After that, I don't... remember too clearly. When I fight, I get lost in it. I remember as we were fighting, someone tried to interfere, but I don't know who it was. I tossed them out of the way. A window broke, somewhere, and I remember sensing those things. By that point, Ulquiorra and I were pretty much at a stalemate, so we went our separate ways. I walked a little ways before I passed out. If ya want clearer details, you'll have to ask bat-breath over there.

[p_q]

Hmph.

[Unclear whether the grumpy noise is because he actually does miss his regeneration (it was very nice regeneration!!!!) or because he's displeased that he doesn't know the exact circumstances under which Zangetsu managed to get it out of him. Or, you know, the killing thing. Spoilers life.

Either way, yes Zangetsu did a number on him, no he's not going to acknowledge it. There's still bits and bobs bleeding sluggishly and the damage is pretty much all over the place. That being said, he's absolutely also pretending that none of it exists, thanks.]

That Food Soul was an eyesore. He should have been able to deal with the creatures himself and escape. [he closes his eyes, ostensibly in annoyance that expired pizza is a terrible tank] Like I said, he was simply in the way.

[deadlygoals]

[ Grabbing something white and a lot of ruffles to offer to Ulqui. ]

This is your color, right?

[p_q]

[Hm. Something twitches in his expression as he looks at it, as though he's been reminded of something untoward, unpleasant or just plain unnecessary.

He definitely doesn't show any signs of even considering it.]

The color... doesn't matter. I don't need your help getting dressed, Dazai Osamu.

[deadlygoals]

[ A reaction! Also it's better to do this instead of letting him repeat his thoughts on Pizza. So just going to find something else ridiculous. ]

Maybe something blue.

[ To hide his smurfy interior that's leaking out. Pulling out this]

[p_q]

[Truly his mistake was making a micro-expression for once in his life. Also wow, Zan is the smurf, he has perfectly ordinary(??) blood, thanks. (It's not normal but it probably looks normal what are Hollows even we Just Don't Know.)

This time he doesn't even bother to glance at the garment.]

As always, you show your unique brand of idiocy in the strangest moments. Dazai Osamu. Why are you here?

[deadlygoals]

[ Sometimes, you have to latch on to the tiniest of things. He'll put that down before scrounging for something bright ass red with a cape. ]

I'm here for my own curiosity. [ Also hearing them discuss the whole locking him up in gay baby jail for a night... ] You know, it'll be quieter for you if you stay in your room for the night.

[p_q]

[And he continues to studiously ignore literally everything Dazai is throwing at him.

Meanwhile his expression has flattened to a truly impressive degree. But hey, he's still here, so maybe that counts for something. Very maybe.]

Vulture. [it sounds like it's something he'd like to apply to more people but Dazai's getting the brunt of it, congrat] The housing unit is one of the noisiest places in the city.

[deadlygoals]

[ He doesn't seem bothered with getting the brunt of it. It's almost as if he expects it or he's used to it. ]

It won't be noisy tonight.

[ One could say it might be deathly quiet. ]

They won't feel the need to check up on you all night~ Or keep you company.

[ This time he'll find an eggplant colored thing to hold it up. Inspecting it while looking up at Ulqui's face ]

This will bring out your eyes.

[p_q]

[Fools are always more resilient than normal. He expects such shamelessness by now.]

I imagine your standards for noisiness aren't to be trusted.

[Given his everything. Please. Also smh y'all a fast food is dead!! Even if it's backdated!! The next statement is apparently both for the cajoling and the trying to turn him into an eggplant--]

Just like your optimism.

[deadlygoals]

Who me? I like it when it's quiet. [ So he can fill in the silence himself.

Hmm... this time, he'll find something muted to offer over. ]

[p_q]

[Dazai please. That's pretty much Ulquiorra's expression in general, except it's more like 'bitch, please' with bitch squarely resting Dazai's shoulders; but he's used to that, is he? He'll at least glance at the offering this time, even if he likely won't actually consider it until later without an audience.

Sometimes he's quite the contrary not-so-winged mammal.]

I hadn't taken you for being as obsessed with clothing as the rest of them.

[Probably because his fashion statement is literally just mummification.]

[deadlygoals]

I'm just trying to help~ You are looking for clothes, right?

[ He'll leave the muted one near by because he actually did look at it. ]

Unless you prefer the ripped up and covered in his blood look?

[reanbeans]

[ He felt like he aged 500 years. Containing both of them would be a challenge, so he sighed, deadeying Ulquiorra. ]

You can get over yourself anytime now.

[ And then he'll look to Mikami, keeping calm through will. ]

It looks like this is the situation. I doubt there's really much we can do between the two of them except keep an eye on them for as much as we can today. Since they're so injured it shouldn't be a problem.

[ Then maybe they could come up with something in the future. ]

[moonfang]

Yeah, ta be honest, I would really like to just go take a nap in my bed and not move for like... a week. And fer Pizza to get involved...

[he's completely exhausted. And a little sad. Normally he doesn't care about who or what gets caught in his rampages, but Pizza was a good kid. He sighs and waves a hand]

I clearly ain't cut out for sneaky killin' anyway, I'd never make it past a trial. I'll just... have to get my powers back some other way.

[inordertobelieve]

[ So Pizza's death was an accident in an unrelated murder attempt - granted Ulquiorra had still willingly let him die. This feels a little better than a targeted murder by... a very small margin. A margin so small Mikami can barely feel it emotionally. ]

We need guards on both of them for the night. If they're confined to their rooms, I can take watch for them both, but I'd prefer a second pair of eyes and hands around just in case.

[ He's talking to Rean and ignoring Zangetsu, whom he's still very mad at. Sorry. ]

[p_q]

You would have been much more useful for a quieter kill if you had just died quietly, Hollow.

[It's said on a sigh, though, more exasperated than anything -- possibly Ulquiorra is more irritated with Pizza for existing (and ceasing to exist in such an annoying way) than with Zangetsu for being (apparently) too loud to die. It's a common blight where he comes from, anyway.

He deadeyes the other Hollow for a moment longer before turning his gaze to Rean and Mikami.]

I see you're still assuming everything will go your way. I have no interest in your petty confinement, nor do I have interest in pursuing this motive any further. What do you think you'll be accomplishing?

[moonfang]

Hehehe... I could never die quietly. You broke my horn, you asshole.

[but if you don't mind, he's just going to close his eyes for a moment here]

[reanbeans]

[ He supposed Zangetsu being regretful was nicer than Ulquiorra's everything. Though that did not magically make it all ok. ]

More than you did.

[ Shot back at Ulqui.

Then he'll turn to Mikami... ]

If we can't get them confined to their rooms for whatever reason we can keep an eye on them for awhile until we need sleep.

[p_q]

[...]

If you wanted to keep your horn, then you should have kept it out of range.

[And maybe not tried to gore him with it?? It's very inconvenient when your opponent constantly tries to emulate one of the Granzes. The worst association, truly, but Zangetsu very well might have earned it.

He utterly ignores Rean's comeback save for an icy(!) glance but maybe that in itself says a little more than any response.]

I suppose you can waste your time however you'd like, so long as you aren't wasting mine.

[Shadow him if you want, whatever, apparently. As long as you're not forcing him anyplace, he doesn't care.]