[THEY DID IT... What did they do? Something. But the warehouses are presumably looking cuter, with maybe the exception of the Team BDSM shibari blood room. It's fine.]
Are you happy with how your team's base turned out?
[Back in IKEA! Monika is talking a walk around the store, just looking at the different displays to see if anything is different from how it was last night.]
... It doesn't look like anything happened here after we fell asleep, does it?
I heard Hikari's body disappeared with the evidence, too. [so. that's fun!] We should prepare a list of questions for the Reapers tomorrow. I doubt they'll answer all of them, but...
after all of that, fei du can be found in the ikea. he's sitting in a chair tucked away a bit, a green jacket slung around his shoulders, and most importantly, there's soft music playing from his phone that's sitting on his lap.
his eyes are closed, but, at least it doesn't look like he's asleep or anything! ]
The truth is, I've only ever eaten street food once.
[ only once in his entire goddamn life ] Well... twice, I guess, counting this morning, but that wasn't a pleasant experience. I'm trying to decide if there's somewhere good to start. Do you have any recommendations?
[ he gives her a little bit of a smile, but it's not a smile, really - fei du looks very pale, but at least he's not throwing up his guts? it's a win ]
Buzen himself. [ ... ] I've seen too many corpses in the past few days.
anyway fei du is outside of the house, but it's because he is just
throwing up his entire guts into the bushes, looking like he's three seconds from keeling over. when he straightens up, he's miserably pale and breathing heavily, emotions a disgusting mess of utter nausea and despair.
[ he looks up - it looks like fei du hadn't even realized monika was here. his emotions go scattershot, and breathless, he manages a - ]
...Monika. [ and then exhales in a whoosh of air, as he slowly leans back. for once, he doesn't try to smile, and the attempt at smothering his own emotions fails. he is also a rancid black hole.
... he gives a little shake of his head, eventually. ] ...No - no, unless it's particularly good at therapy. [ its like, the darkest joke you could possibly make, in the way that sometimes you just have to make jokes to cope with the absolute fucking nightmare that has been the past four days. ]
[every week we say, wow, what a weekend! and every week it's true. god.
monika is sitting on a bench near one of the lakes at the park, typing something on her phone — before quickly pressing her thumb over the backspace button to erase it. getting any writing done on insecurity week after your teammate has died and someone got scapegoated for it is, as the kids say, the pits.]
well, before he can even answer that question, there's a tiny quack noise. fei du glances into his suit pocket, and out of it pops the head of a very tiny blue duck, who quacks again.
[okay, well, she's keeping her concentration up while she leads them somewhere a little more private in the UG. and then she turns to face him...? or at least turns her head in the direction of his voice.]
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week zero, friday.
... It doesn't look like anything happened here after we fell asleep, does it?
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[ what a thought, though. ]
... I wonder if the doors unlocked. I guess we'll have to find out tomorrow.
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I heard Hikari's body disappeared with the evidence, too. [so. that's fun!] We should prepare a list of questions for the Reapers tomorrow. I doubt they'll answer all of them, but...
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after all of that, fei du can be found in the ikea. he's sitting in a chair tucked away a bit, a green jacket slung around his shoulders, and most importantly, there's soft music playing from his phone that's sitting on his lap.
his eyes are closed, but, at least it doesn't look like he's asleep or anything! ]
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she pauses to listen to the music, just for a moment.]
Did you want to be alone, Fei Du?
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when monika addresses him, fei du's eyes flutter open - he refocuses a little slowly, but when he sees her, gives her a smile and pauses the music. ]
Oh, Monika. No - I could definitely use some company. Would you like to sit?
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week 1, monday!
when he spots monika, he smiles at her, even if it's a little bemused. ] Monika. Think you can help me out?
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[ only once in his entire goddamn life ] Well... twice, I guess, counting this morning, but that wasn't a pleasant experience. I'm trying to decide if there's somewhere good to start. Do you have any recommendations?
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week two, friday.
monika is walking around the library when she runs into fei du.]
... Hi. Find anything?
[haha! little does she know.]
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[ he gives her a little bit of a smile, but it's not a smile, really - fei du looks very pale, but at least he's not throwing up his guts? it's a win ]
Buzen himself. [ ... ] I've seen too many corpses in the past few days.
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[she closes her eyes briefly, and sighs.]
You just can't catch a break, can you?
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w2, sunday
anyway fei du is outside of the house, but it's because he is just
throwing up his entire guts into the bushes, looking like he's three seconds from keeling over. when he straightens up, he's miserably pale and breathing heavily, emotions a disgusting mess of utter nausea and despair.
hey ]
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Would Healing Aura help?
[calmly. though, fei du will know that she is pretty much an emotional black void right now. absolutely rancid in every way.]
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...Monika. [ and then exhales in a whoosh of air, as he slowly leans back. for once, he doesn't try to smile, and the attempt at smothering his own emotions fails. he is also a rancid black hole.
... he gives a little shake of his head, eventually. ] ...No - no, unless it's particularly good at therapy. [ its like, the darkest joke you could possibly make, in the way that sometimes you just have to make jokes to cope with the absolute fucking nightmare that has been the past four days. ]
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week three, tuesday.
I can't believe they spent $10 to embarrass themselves in front of everyone...
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They sure did, didn't they...? I hope the steak was good.
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week three, sunday.
monika is sitting on a bench near one of the lakes at the park, typing something on her phone — before quickly pressing her thumb over the backspace button to erase it. getting any writing done on insecurity week after your teammate has died and someone got scapegoated for it is, as the kids say, the pits.]
week four, monday.
Um... Did anything weird happen with your egg today?
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well, before he can even answer that question, there's a tiny quack noise. fei du glances into his suit pocket, and out of it pops the head of a very tiny blue duck, who quacks again.
he looks at monika. ]
...I'm glad it wasn't just me.
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[AHHHHHH she leans closer, hands over her mouth.]
It's so cute.
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week seven, monday.
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Don't focus too hard. I'm going to change.
[ no peeking. but also he's in a maid dress and this sure is a conversation they need to have ]
I'd like to hear what you have to say before anything.
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