[WHY IS THIS FCKIN BLOODTHIRSTY CROW SO DAMN PLEASED he gazes at it for a moment like :ben: before glancing back apologetically.]
My apologies. I did try to keep the blood from falling on the paper, but it was a bit difficult... Your friends are somewhat aggressive.
My apologies. I did try to keep the blood from falling on the paper, but it was a bit difficult... Your friends are somewhat aggressive.
[NOT THE JUDGMENTAL STARING HELLO YOU DIDN'T EVEN GET THE BLOOD LETTER!!!! Despite the fact that they approach silently, it's not long at all before Lucas seems to pick up on another presence and turns to look.]
Ah... Hello. Famine, correct? I do hope the sudden summons isn't a bother.
Ah... Hello. Famine, correct? I do hope the sudden summons isn't a bother.
[BINCH EVERYONE STOP HOVERING OR WHATEVER THE FCK HAVE FOOTSTEPS HE'S GOING TO START THROWING ROCKS.
Which is to say, he starts a little at the sudden voice, turning to face them rather quickly. But then he's just blinking because HUH??]
Oh, dear. Have others not been signing theirs...? I can remind them, if you haven't already. Perhaps they aren't used to letter etiquette?
[Lucas just here like HOW WILL THEY KNOW WHO WE ARE IF WE DON'T SIGN OUR LETTERS.]
Which is to say, he starts a little at the sudden voice, turning to face them rather quickly. But then he's just blinking because HUH??]
Oh, dear. Have others not been signing theirs...? I can remind them, if you haven't already. Perhaps they aren't used to letter etiquette?
[Lucas just here like HOW WILL THEY KNOW WHO WE ARE IF WE DON'T SIGN OUR LETTERS.]
[He will let this crow peck at his beautiful braid because it's better than having his hands pecked at more these birds are such a headache.
ANYWAY. LAZY SCRIPT LIKE SOMEONE CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO PICK UP THE PENCIL, OR THE HANDWRITING OF SOMEONE WHO'S IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONCERNING SITUATION AND CAN'T WRITE WELL!!!!!! This concern is amplified when he sees a fucking lump on the ground as he makes his way back to the probably at least somewhat familiar path because he's absolutely taking advantage of his shower privileges sorry Gale--]
—?!
[WHAT THE FCK HE'S MAKING A DASH OVER DON'T LET ANOTHER ONE OF THESE FUCKS BE DEAD.]
ANYWAY. LAZY SCRIPT LIKE SOMEONE CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO PICK UP THE PENCIL, OR THE HANDWRITING OF SOMEONE WHO'S IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONCERNING SITUATION AND CAN'T WRITE WELL!!!!!! This concern is amplified when he sees a fucking lump on the ground as he makes his way back to the probably at least somewhat familiar path because he's absolutely taking advantage of his shower privileges sorry Gale--]
—?!
[WHAT THE FCK HE'S MAKING A DASH OVER DON'T LET ANOTHER ONE OF THESE FUCKS BE DEAD.]
[Hewwo. He'll nod in polite greeting when they arrive, though the energy on a whole is very subdued, as is to be expected after nine hours of having to surprise hunt down killers after spending the wholeass Friday blaming the cult. It's still indirectly the cult's fault but now there's a Boot Barrier involved...]
Hello, Pesto. I'd just like to check on you, first... A sudden turn of events this terrible can't be any better for any of you than us.
[Worse, arguably, considering they're the ones who have to orchestrate the counter ritual and watch everyone bumble around like doofs!!!!]
Hello, Pesto. I'd just like to check on you, first... A sudden turn of events this terrible can't be any better for any of you than us.
[Worse, arguably, considering they're the ones who have to orchestrate the counter ritual and watch everyone bumble around like doofs!!!!]
[YEAH YEAH mahito takes off his lucas mask
Welcome though, Furry OC Itachi. Lucas watches the book disappear thinking about what a headache all you magician shits are.]
...First, I wanted to see if there's anything I can do for you. I'm sorry about your lost fourth... And that we weren't able to uncover the truth of it.
Welcome though, Furry OC Itachi. Lucas watches the book disappear thinking about what a headache all you magician shits are.]
...First, I wanted to see if there's anything I can do for you. I'm sorry about your lost fourth... And that we weren't able to uncover the truth of it.
[SOMEHOW IT'S SO MUCH MORE AWKWARD WHEN PEOPLE ACT LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED THIS IS WHAT HE'S DISCOVERING THIS WEEKEND.
Lucas just stands there with his pecked hands tucked around his middle, looking a little discomforted and hesitant and not at all like someone who would fucking rip a man's heart out of his ribcage.]
Hello, Pesto... Cloud and I were hoping that you may have an answer to this. Would it be at all possible to have a list of the sort of abilities at play, without naming monsters or further detail? We agree it may be a bit too much information, but there's surely no harm in asking.
Lucas just stands there with his pecked hands tucked around his middle, looking a little discomforted and hesitant and not at all like someone who would fucking rip a man's heart out of his ribcage.]
Hello, Pesto... Cloud and I were hoping that you may have an answer to this. Would it be at all possible to have a list of the sort of abilities at play, without naming monsters or further detail? We agree it may be a bit too much information, but there's surely no harm in asking.
[:BEN: WE'RE IN THE FUCKING TRENCHES OUT HERE not as much as dana though. laffs. also lmk what mems u want since ur canon familiar
He's hanging out by the door to hell though! Just looking at the fucking spooky road.]
Hello, dear. Chipper as always... Have you seen this yet?
He's hanging out by the door to hell though! Just looking at the fucking spooky road.]
Hello, dear. Chipper as always... Have you seen this yet?
[MY MONBERRY ALSO YOU REALLY JUST ABANDONED MEEEEEE AAAAAAA EXPLODES YOU
The little unhinged murderer is waiting, though! Waiting by the door to Owner's house. He points at it...]
The beach is gone. [Sad.] But something new is here. Have you seen it yet?
[He's going to drag them out on an ADVENTURE......... OR HE WOULD EXCEPT THE VOID CATCHES THEM and whops War with a memory wowie.]
The little unhinged murderer is waiting, though! Waiting by the door to Owner's house. He points at it...]
The beach is gone. [Sad.] But something new is here. Have you seen it yet?
[He's going to drag them out on an ADVENTURE......... OR HE WOULD EXCEPT THE VOID CATCHES THEM and whops War with a memory wowie.]
[TO THE GARDEN HE GOOOOES hewwo... He's looking fucking exhausted because his water bottle got chewed all to hell. The way Scien offered to help and he's specifically like (runs to Pesto instead who is his favorite because she likes Nadia)]
Good evening... [POLITE EVEN WHEN SO DAMN TIRED.] Four returned from the fog.
Good evening... [POLITE EVEN WHEN SO DAMN TIRED.] Four returned from the fog.
[ME LIKE HE WON'T LOOK FOR THE NPCS SO I HAVE TO BUTTDIAL BUT HE'S SO DISTRAUGHT NOW THAT JUST HEARING SCIEN'S VOICE IS ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM FREEZE UP WHERE HE STANDS.
This really is hell......... King Demon himself is here answering the basement hotline damn........
Except he's not really thinking that because he's not really thinking anything beyond the fact that he probably just wanted to go somewhere quiet where no one else was that wasn't his room that Aerith now knows the location of, but there's truly no rest for the wicked. ALL THIS TO SAY HE DOESN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING. At least he doesn't immediately try to book it back out.]
This really is hell......... King Demon himself is here answering the basement hotline damn........
Except he's not really thinking that because he's not really thinking anything beyond the fact that he probably just wanted to go somewhere quiet where no one else was that wasn't his room that Aerith now knows the location of, but there's truly no rest for the wicked. ALL THIS TO SAY HE DOESN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING. At least he doesn't immediately try to book it back out.]
[I MEAN YOU FUCKING COULD I GUESS GRITS MY TEETH IN EVERYONE HAVING TO WRANGLE LUCAS
He's probably on his way back to the apartment from wherever the hell else bozos go. At least he's set his nose! When you are a serial killer you need to know basic first aid. He just sort of glances over at Nehan and then does a double take because IT'S DEATH!!
He also just ignores that.]
—Have you been well, here? I've heard you were the first to arrive.
He's probably on his way back to the apartment from wherever the hell else bozos go. At least he's set his nose! When you are a serial killer you need to know basic first aid. He just sort of glances over at Nehan and then does a double take because IT'S DEATH!!
He also just ignores that.]
—Have you been well, here? I've heard you were the first to arrive.
[ i'm going to assume they'll meet up at the penthouse because everyone is revived now hooray, c+ps this
The penthouse, as one might expect of... a penthouse, is more spacious than the studios and built out with actual rooms. It's modestly furnished and nondescript to the point of emptiness: austere, wooden furniture and plain windows, impossibly fogged and streaked with water, even if the weather outside is clear; the sound of rain persists. Atop the desks are tidy lines of jars filled with looted supplies from the pharmacy, tools from the hospital, vials in a stand, and a stack of notes. It's neat, academic, and impersonal. There's also a small, whittled statue of a wolf to the far side.
The 'decor' is otherwise limited to flowers. Drying from the ceiling, dying in vases, dropping petals that decay and vanish before they strike the ground. Two lotuses set in a china bowl, one starting to wrinkle and wither. His Death mask is hung up, but beside it is another fashioned firmly on one of the walls, as though grafted in, swollen onto the wood like a tick to skin. Basically these are the vibes, except less cozy and more surreal, gritty and strange as any of the other rooms. There's some couches and a TV too, for convenience.
anyway, nehan is at his desk doing his best to grind something out in a mortar and pestle. ]
Lucas. [ hi ] Sit, I'll get some bandages.
The penthouse, as one might expect of... a penthouse, is more spacious than the studios and built out with actual rooms. It's modestly furnished and nondescript to the point of emptiness: austere, wooden furniture and plain windows, impossibly fogged and streaked with water, even if the weather outside is clear; the sound of rain persists. Atop the desks are tidy lines of jars filled with looted supplies from the pharmacy, tools from the hospital, vials in a stand, and a stack of notes. It's neat, academic, and impersonal. There's also a small, whittled statue of a wolf to the far side.
The 'decor' is otherwise limited to flowers. Drying from the ceiling, dying in vases, dropping petals that decay and vanish before they strike the ground. Two lotuses set in a china bowl, one starting to wrinkle and wither. His Death mask is hung up, but beside it is another fashioned firmly on one of the walls, as though grafted in, swollen onto the wood like a tick to skin. Basically these are the vibes, except less cozy and more surreal, gritty and strange as any of the other rooms. There's some couches and a TV too, for convenience.
anyway, nehan is at his desk doing his best to grind something out in a mortar and pestle. ]
Lucas. [ hi ] Sit, I'll get some bandages.
[THIS SILENT HILL PENTHOUSE. Honestly there's probably a lot here that's kind of familiar to him as he glances about the place, quiet. Sometimes you just spend a giant chunk of your life in and around hospital spaces, under the care of doctors.
After giving the room a sweeping glance, he moves to take a seat wherever directed, prim and elegant despite the fact that he's fuckin acided (burn not drug).]
Thank you. I apologize for adding to your work.
[Thinking about how Scien said to go see Nehan for help with the curse since Scien's stuck behind facetime and can't reach him, and he's technically going to see Nehan for help with a curse.]
After giving the room a sweeping glance, he moves to take a seat wherever directed, prim and elegant despite the fact that he's fuckin acided (burn not drug).]
Thank you. I apologize for adding to your work.
[Thinking about how Scien said to go see Nehan for help with the curse since Scien's stuck behind facetime and can't reach him, and he's technically going to see Nehan for help with a curse.]
[Getting fresh air after the insanity of trial (trial is held outside) maybe so... Anyway he'll just settle down on this end, sitting elegantly despite being fucking massacred and also on a basement floor.]
I apologize... This week was very eventful. [YEAH.] I also wished to see if you were doing as well as can be expected after everything?
[WHY WAS THERE SO MUCH CHAOS IN A 2 BODY 2 MURDER CASE.]
I apologize... This week was very eventful. [YEAH.] I also wished to see if you were doing as well as can be expected after everything?
[WHY WAS THERE SO MUCH CHAOS IN A 2 BODY 2 MURDER CASE.]
[YOU REALLY FUCKING GOODBYE GO'D ME!!!!!!!! BLASTS YOU
Anyway he looks appropriately apologetic this time because he's no longer cursed all to hell.]
Ah, I'm sorry... Is there no way of changing this back to voices only? That was less of an imposition, wasn't it?
Anyway he looks appropriately apologetic this time because he's no longer cursed all to hell.]
Ah, I'm sorry... Is there no way of changing this back to voices only? That was less of an imposition, wasn't it?
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