WEEK 4

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WEEK 4

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Last week could probably only be summed up as a mess. Three people died, one was turned to currency and the hotel pool remains in a general state of unusability unless swimming in pulpy mush is someone’s idea of a good time. And that’s not even counting the haunted morse code T-Rex. At least the greenhouse is as relaxing as ever, even if someone seems to have made off with a number of succulents and cacti.

But with the new week comes a new set of locations to explore as the fog retreats to reveal another portion of the city. The half moon wanes to a new moon this week, leaving streets even dimmer this week -- hopefully you have some other portable sources of light available if you plan on straying too far beyond the reach of the lampposts in the new areas.

[[Welcome to Week 4! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 4 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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COME GET YO SHIT

[notbymyside]

[Ango will probably investigate some places later, but there are more important things to do right now.

Namely, he has a makeup kit and a snowglobe with him and is going up to people and asking them the same thing:]

Does either of these belong to you?

[He's keeping the gun though. Because y'all are shady and he wants to protect himself.]

[deadlygoals]

[ Picking up the snow globe to shake it. ]

Did someone leave you gifts?

[notbymyside]

Something like that. The first time I tried to use that mail room I got something useful, so I thought I would try again. These were the results.

[deadlygoals]

Last time I tried, I got the Silver Oracle. Odasaku was carrying one the last time I saw him.

[notbymyside]

[Ah.]

Did you now? I doubt you'll have much use for it here. Unless you want someone else ot use it to boss you around.

[deadlygoals]

Maybe I'm into people bossing me around~

[ Lifting the globe up to peek at the city inside. ]

What would you do if you had the chance to give me any order that I would have to follow?

1/2

[notbymyside]

[This is said quietly, to himself and definitely not meant for Dazai to hear, but it's possible for Dazai to catch it anyway:]

To keep him from going.

[notbymyside]

[Ah, but he can't say that, can he? He might change the future. So he clears his throat and speaks properly, this time addressing Dazai directly.]

Probably some menial task, like cleaning up your room or cooking a meal or something. You're too lazy for your own good.

[deadlygoals]

[ He's heard it, and he'll file that away for another time. Maybe when he catches Ango drunk again? ]

Do you missing eating my cooking that much? I can whip up some Super Human Strength Hot Pot for you if you really want.

[ Yeah, that's what he's going to take from this ]

[notbymyside]

Make something normal, like tempura. Or maybe chazuke.

[That's what that one boy at the Agency likes, right? He could see the appeal to it in a lonely place like this.]

[deadlygoals]

[ Way to ruin his fun. Wow.

Chazuke is an interesting request, but might not be possible here. ]

Let me know if we ever get green tea and I'll make it. We can do tempura.

[ Seteth has been interested in trying fried foods. Also notice the we in there. ]

[notbymyside]

'We'?

[He assumes it means 'Dazai and Ango', but he gets the feeling that more people might be included in that.]

[deadlygoals]

You're helping of course! We can probably trap Rean into helping as well.

[ Only way to remind Rean to eat is if he's making food for others after all. ]

We can do it tomorrow night.

[notbymyside]

That sounds like a fine idea. Maybe some comfort food will sit well on everyone's stomachs too.

[drydrown]

[...This is not a sentiment he has often, but bless you, Ango.]

Where did you get that?

[The. The makeup, obviously.]

[notbymyside]

From the mail room.

[He assumes from Cumore's response that it's his, so he'll save the comment on how he totally thought it was Raven's.]

I have no need for it, as it's not mine, but I thought it best to reunite it with its owner.

[drydrown]

I appreciate the sentiment, given that I'm fairly certain that's mine.

[...Raven hopefully has more taste than to wear whatever the fuck is in there.]

[notbymyside]

...

[Be polite, Ango. Don't say anything about the colors.]

I did not know that you wore makeup.

[drydrown]

...Why wouldn't I?

[notbymyside]

[Don't be rude, don't say something to piss him off, be nice-]

I thought you were naturally this handsome?

[drydrown]

...Well, yes, obviously. But that doesn't mean I don't like enhancing what's already there.

[notbymyside]

I see. Then I look forward to seeing how 'enhancing' it can be.

[drydrown]

I don't intend to disappoint in that regard.

[can he have the damn thing now]

[notbymyside]

[Yes, he'll hand it over.]

The snow globe wouldn't be yours as well, would it?

[drydrown]

It isn't. I can't say I'd know whose it would be, either.