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["Course I don't plan on you walking," Jun says, like that's a given. As though it'd be such a hardship for him to have to walk across the small sitting area and into the bedroom himself. To most people, it wouldn't be. But Jun understands his duty as his partner and his lover, because Hiyori has him well-trained. Excellent! Good weather!
His stomach drops when Jun says that thing about "doing what he was thinking about." What might that be, Hiyori wonders? But he'll find out soon enough. Jun leans down, strong hands gripping his waist, and he hums cheerfully as Jun starts pulling him into his arms. Then he teases,]
Jun-kun already has a plan, hmm? ♪ I can't wait to see what he's been thinking of. Other than just "me," of course.
[He holds on tight as instructed, swinging his legs to make things easier. Jun's lips brush his forehead once he's fully swept off his feet, and he smiles, all too happy to be princess-carried.
Opening a closed door while carrying someone in your arms isn't the easiest thing, especially when that "someone" is actually a bit bigger than you, but Jun-kun manages admirably. He lays him out on the bed gently, a smooth transition for which Hiyori can't help but praise him.]
Good job. I award full points!
[He unwinds his arms but keeps one raised, his hand cupping Jun's cheek. His other arm and his legs fall down on the bed, lying underneath while Jun moves to straddle him. His heart quickens, a warm, excited thrum. Laid out on the bed like this, being looked at like that and called beautiful, Hiyori feels like some priceless treasure. Perhaps he really is a mermaid for the night, one Jun met at sea. Although they belonged to two different worlds (and really, Hiyori Tomoe and Jun Sazanami could be said to have come from two different worlds, too), they fell in love!
Though, he'll reject the part from the D*sney tale where he gave up his voice in order to gain legs. That's something Hiyori Tomoe would never do. He has his voice, and he intends to make good use of it! He'll swing as sweetly as Jun wants.
If Jun earns it, of course. But he will. He always does. And that's why Hiyori has absolute faith.]
~♪
[He kisses back happily, nudging their noses together and humming into it, both arms re-winding around Jun's neck again.]
His stomach drops when Jun says that thing about "doing what he was thinking about." What might that be, Hiyori wonders? But he'll find out soon enough. Jun leans down, strong hands gripping his waist, and he hums cheerfully as Jun starts pulling him into his arms. Then he teases,]
Jun-kun already has a plan, hmm? ♪ I can't wait to see what he's been thinking of. Other than just "me," of course.
[He holds on tight as instructed, swinging his legs to make things easier. Jun's lips brush his forehead once he's fully swept off his feet, and he smiles, all too happy to be princess-carried.
Opening a closed door while carrying someone in your arms isn't the easiest thing, especially when that "someone" is actually a bit bigger than you, but Jun-kun manages admirably. He lays him out on the bed gently, a smooth transition for which Hiyori can't help but praise him.]
Good job. I award full points!
[He unwinds his arms but keeps one raised, his hand cupping Jun's cheek. His other arm and his legs fall down on the bed, lying underneath while Jun moves to straddle him. His heart quickens, a warm, excited thrum. Laid out on the bed like this, being looked at like that and called beautiful, Hiyori feels like some priceless treasure. Perhaps he really is a mermaid for the night, one Jun met at sea. Although they belonged to two different worlds (and really, Hiyori Tomoe and Jun Sazanami could be said to have come from two different worlds, too), they fell in love!
Though, he'll reject the part from the D*sney tale where he gave up his voice in order to gain legs. That's something Hiyori Tomoe would never do. He has his voice, and he intends to make good use of it! He'll swing as sweetly as Jun wants.
If Jun earns it, of course. But he will. He always does. And that's why Hiyori has absolute faith.]
~♪
[He kisses back happily, nudging their noses together and humming into it, both arms re-winding around Jun's neck again.]
Is that so? Hmm, alright! Sounds easy enough to remember. "If Jun-kun complains, but still does it, then he's still the same old Jun-kun! But if he doesn't do it, he's not Jun-kun, whether he complained or not!" Makes perfect sense to me.
[Yep. He's still teasing. He doesn't actually mind if Jun complains sometimes. It's part of their back-and-forth!
But the teasing ends fast, because that "all my firsts were with someone I love" line completely decimates him.
He blushes harder, now. A fierce, luminescent blush. They've said the word "love" a few times now, but somehow that direct phrasing just does him in. Jun-kun said "someone I love." He has someone he loves and that "someone" is him.]
M... Mm.
[He struggles to even hum in response. His heartbeat is so frenzied that he's sure Jun must be able to feel it thundering.]
I still remember what Jun-kun said before. About wanting it to be with someone he cares about "deeply." So, I'm glad I could be Jun-kun's...
[He trails off. His voice is on the verge of cracking; this is so embarrassing. But maybe it's fine to get a little emotional. Isn't it? His secret love was returned. His secret fears never came to fruition. His worries that Jun would fall prey to the resort's corrupting influence, or he'd become jaded and cold, or he'd get hurt or used up by someone, or he'd fall in love with someone else here and choose that person over Eden and over him... None of that ever happened. None of that ever will happened. Jun is his.
And he's the one Jun loves.
Forget being on the verge of cracking. By the time Jun reaches the end, saying he's the only person who's made him feel loved, he's fully cracked. He might tear up if this goes on! Talk about embarrassing!]
... sorry, but I need to hug you tight for a bit.
[That's all the warning Jun gets before Hiyori flings both arms around his middle and squeezes hard, burying his face next to Jun's. He doesn't have a pillow to hug, but that's okay. Jun-kun's here, so he'll hug Jun-kun!
Being a replacement pillow is a job for his lover, after all.]
[Yep. He's still teasing. He doesn't actually mind if Jun complains sometimes. It's part of their back-and-forth!
But the teasing ends fast, because that "all my firsts were with someone I love" line completely decimates him.
He blushes harder, now. A fierce, luminescent blush. They've said the word "love" a few times now, but somehow that direct phrasing just does him in. Jun-kun said "someone I love." He has someone he loves and that "someone" is him.]
M... Mm.
[He struggles to even hum in response. His heartbeat is so frenzied that he's sure Jun must be able to feel it thundering.]
I still remember what Jun-kun said before. About wanting it to be with someone he cares about "deeply." So, I'm glad I could be Jun-kun's...
[He trails off. His voice is on the verge of cracking; this is so embarrassing. But maybe it's fine to get a little emotional. Isn't it? His secret love was returned. His secret fears never came to fruition. His worries that Jun would fall prey to the resort's corrupting influence, or he'd become jaded and cold, or he'd get hurt or used up by someone, or he'd fall in love with someone else here and choose that person over Eden and over him... None of that ever happened. None of that ever will happened. Jun is his.
And he's the one Jun loves.
Forget being on the verge of cracking. By the time Jun reaches the end, saying he's the only person who's made him feel loved, he's fully cracked. He might tear up if this goes on! Talk about embarrassing!]
... sorry, but I need to hug you tight for a bit.
[That's all the warning Jun gets before Hiyori flings both arms around his middle and squeezes hard, burying his face next to Jun's. He doesn't have a pillow to hug, but that's okay. Jun-kun's here, so he'll hug Jun-kun!
Being a replacement pillow is a job for his lover, after all.]
[ Isn’t it a given? Having Hiyori held tight within his arms feels right, especially being well aware this is his duty as a lover! But you know, he’d do it even if they weren’t lovers, and has, so perhaps being princess-carried off to bed will be strictly a Hiyori-thing.
He gives nothing away, only the soft kisses against Hiyori’s forehead, smiling alongside the praise. Not yet turning down the bed, that can be done in a matter of seconds, as can fixing the curtain surrounding them.
Currently, Jun remains far too focused on giving his partner the attention he deserves, absentmindedly stroking fingers up and down that soft, comforting waist. With his other hand, he makes quick work of unzipping the vest, pressing their bodies together until the warmth of bare chests ignites a pleasant feeling pooling within the depth of Jun’s stomach.
Shifting his body weight, straddling Hiyori in a more comfortable position, he nibbles at his partner’s top lip, slightly sliding his tongue against the warmth of his mouth. One hand moves into the zipped-down shirt, travelling up the soft skin, stopping abruptly above Hiyori’s nipple. Taking his thumb and forefinger, he rubs against the nub, wanting to feel the hardening bud between fingers.
With Jun’s other hand, he keeps a strong, but gentle grip against the skin of Hiyori’s waist. If anyone were to take witness, perhaps they would seem right out of a D*sney tale. With Hiyori being a beautiful mermaid, Jun his human lover… Hoping no one might take away his voice, Jun wants nothing more to hear those sweet sounds which are music to his ears. (And besides, Hiyori remains a priceless treasure, one he’ll always treasure and lavish with attention.)
And being in love only amplifies the heated passion, knowing how intimate and loving Eve remain even within the throngs of passionate love-making. No one can take away their love, and it’s something Jun’s willing to fight for until the end.
He parts his lips, moving from nibbling, to gently sucking on Hiyori’s lips instead. ]
He gives nothing away, only the soft kisses against Hiyori’s forehead, smiling alongside the praise. Not yet turning down the bed, that can be done in a matter of seconds, as can fixing the curtain surrounding them.
Currently, Jun remains far too focused on giving his partner the attention he deserves, absentmindedly stroking fingers up and down that soft, comforting waist. With his other hand, he makes quick work of unzipping the vest, pressing their bodies together until the warmth of bare chests ignites a pleasant feeling pooling within the depth of Jun’s stomach.
Shifting his body weight, straddling Hiyori in a more comfortable position, he nibbles at his partner’s top lip, slightly sliding his tongue against the warmth of his mouth. One hand moves into the zipped-down shirt, travelling up the soft skin, stopping abruptly above Hiyori’s nipple. Taking his thumb and forefinger, he rubs against the nub, wanting to feel the hardening bud between fingers.
With Jun’s other hand, he keeps a strong, but gentle grip against the skin of Hiyori’s waist. If anyone were to take witness, perhaps they would seem right out of a D*sney tale. With Hiyori being a beautiful mermaid, Jun his human lover… Hoping no one might take away his voice, Jun wants nothing more to hear those sweet sounds which are music to his ears. (And besides, Hiyori remains a priceless treasure, one he’ll always treasure and lavish with attention.)
And being in love only amplifies the heated passion, knowing how intimate and loving Eve remain even within the throngs of passionate love-making. No one can take away their love, and it’s something Jun’s willing to fight for until the end.
He parts his lips, moving from nibbling, to gently sucking on Hiyori’s lips instead. ]
[ The logic seems sound enough, despite the teasing, knowing it to be part of their back-and-forth. But there are some truths behind the teasing, at least for Jun.
He smiles, fondly watching as the blush shows on his partner’s cheeks. Hiyori’s so cute that his heart rattles loudly beneath his chest, as if it’s thundering, almost done in by Hiyori’s expression.
Those words are for Hiyori Tomoe only, he’s the person he loves, the person he’s fallen in love with, and the person’s side he’s diligently stayed by from the beginning. ]
Well, being honest with you, you’re someone I’ve cared ‘bout deeply for a real long time. My feelings sorta took me longer to figure out, more than I woulda thought, so thanks for being patient with me.
[ It is fine for them to become emotional, and deal with the embarrassment later. But no part of Jun believes in it. Having your love returned, a secret love at that, feels close to something pulled out of a fairy tale, or shoujo manga. He’d rather die than fall prey to the casinos influence. Something would have to be wrong with Jun if he ever chose someone over Eden, Eve and, above all else, his beloved partner. Truthfully, he’s had the same fear, of being replaced by someone lesser, someone who would never be able to keep up with Hiyori, or take care of him the way he should be treated and loved. His biggest concern and fear would be losing Hiyori, and he never wants to have that come to pass.
This hasn’t been easy, admittedly for a person like Jun. Being able to recognise his love has been the best, most rewarding experience of his entire life. Especially after hearing the ways the person he loves, with all his heart, reacts. Hearing the cracking of words, watching the blush, he can safely say he’s committing the sight to memory, never wanting to forget.
But admitting those soft, sweet words are the truth. No one has ever made him feel loved the way Hiyori does, and further admitting the importance of his existence and love, has him feeling so loved.
Chuckling under his breath, he catches him in his arms, squeezing Hiyori tightly in his embrace. ]
Don’t worry, Ohii-san, ‘cause you can hold me tight whenever you wanna. Nothing would make me happier.
[ And Jun feels rather comfortable admitting outright how much he can and wants the warmth of his boyfriend's embrace. ]
He smiles, fondly watching as the blush shows on his partner’s cheeks. Hiyori’s so cute that his heart rattles loudly beneath his chest, as if it’s thundering, almost done in by Hiyori’s expression.
Those words are for Hiyori Tomoe only, he’s the person he loves, the person he’s fallen in love with, and the person’s side he’s diligently stayed by from the beginning. ]
Well, being honest with you, you’re someone I’ve cared ‘bout deeply for a real long time. My feelings sorta took me longer to figure out, more than I woulda thought, so thanks for being patient with me.
[ It is fine for them to become emotional, and deal with the embarrassment later. But no part of Jun believes in it. Having your love returned, a secret love at that, feels close to something pulled out of a fairy tale, or shoujo manga. He’d rather die than fall prey to the casinos influence. Something would have to be wrong with Jun if he ever chose someone over Eden, Eve and, above all else, his beloved partner. Truthfully, he’s had the same fear, of being replaced by someone lesser, someone who would never be able to keep up with Hiyori, or take care of him the way he should be treated and loved. His biggest concern and fear would be losing Hiyori, and he never wants to have that come to pass.
This hasn’t been easy, admittedly for a person like Jun. Being able to recognise his love has been the best, most rewarding experience of his entire life. Especially after hearing the ways the person he loves, with all his heart, reacts. Hearing the cracking of words, watching the blush, he can safely say he’s committing the sight to memory, never wanting to forget.
But admitting those soft, sweet words are the truth. No one has ever made him feel loved the way Hiyori does, and further admitting the importance of his existence and love, has him feeling so loved.
Chuckling under his breath, he catches him in his arms, squeezing Hiyori tightly in his embrace. ]
Don’t worry, Ohii-san, ‘cause you can hold me tight whenever you wanna. Nothing would make me happier.
[ And Jun feels rather comfortable admitting outright how much he can and wants the warmth of his boyfriend's embrace. ]
( It's a new month, so he supposes he should share some information with more than just one person... )
Hello, Hiyori. I hope you've been doing well. From your performance at the "beach," I assume so.
I have some relevant information to share, but it's not exactly the pleasant kind, so do tell me when you think you're prepared to stomach it.
Hello, Hiyori. I hope you've been doing well. From your performance at the "beach," I assume so.
I have some relevant information to share, but it's not exactly the pleasant kind, so do tell me when you think you're prepared to stomach it.
[The soft roar of the zipper coming down amplifies his excitement. Their bare chests press together, and he can feel Jun-kun's warmth. The heat of Jun's skin, the place where Jun's heart beats. Proof that Jun-kun is alive.
Jun's wearing less clothing, so there's nothing for Hiyori to take off just yet. He's still not sure what to make of Weiss asking Jun to take his shirt off. But no matter how many people saw him without a shirt at the beach (or the gym or wherever else), Hiyori's the only one who gets to touch! And right now he'll exercise that privilege by clinging onto Jun's shoulders, fingertips pressing into Jun's skin. No clawing or digging in with his nails (yet). He's not a wolf, he's a human being! Unless we're still going with the mermaid metaphor. Then he's a mermaid. And now that he's experienced the warm sunlight on land, it's unclear if he'll ever be able to go back to living under the sea full-time. He needs sunlight! He needs love!
He needs Jun to touch him more. Which Jun does, earning a soft noise of approval, muffled by their kiss.]
Nn...
[He arches his chest into Jun's hand, his nipple hardening quickly beneath Jun's teasing fingers. That and the hand petting his waist feel almost embarrassingly exciting. He likes being spoiled like this, likes Jun taking charge, putting his hands on him in ways he never would've dared back when Eve first formed and he shrunk away from every touch. Jun had no experience before coming here. But in almost no time at all, he's become a passionate sort of lover who can sweep Hiyori off his feet. What might have caused that transformation?
That's simple. It's love! Love, and Hiyori's teachings.
He really is eager to know what Jun has planned. Maybe a bit too eager. Unable to keep still, he lifts his hips to try to meet Jun, picking up his knees and bracketing Jun's waist. His head goes all hot as Jun sucks at his lips, and his hands move further down Jun's back, the dangly metal bracelets still on his arm pressing into Jun's skin.]
Jun's wearing less clothing, so there's nothing for Hiyori to take off just yet. He's still not sure what to make of Weiss asking Jun to take his shirt off. But no matter how many people saw him without a shirt at the beach (or the gym or wherever else), Hiyori's the only one who gets to touch! And right now he'll exercise that privilege by clinging onto Jun's shoulders, fingertips pressing into Jun's skin. No clawing or digging in with his nails (yet). He's not a wolf, he's a human being! Unless we're still going with the mermaid metaphor. Then he's a mermaid. And now that he's experienced the warm sunlight on land, it's unclear if he'll ever be able to go back to living under the sea full-time. He needs sunlight! He needs love!
He needs Jun to touch him more. Which Jun does, earning a soft noise of approval, muffled by their kiss.]
Nn...
[He arches his chest into Jun's hand, his nipple hardening quickly beneath Jun's teasing fingers. That and the hand petting his waist feel almost embarrassingly exciting. He likes being spoiled like this, likes Jun taking charge, putting his hands on him in ways he never would've dared back when Eve first formed and he shrunk away from every touch. Jun had no experience before coming here. But in almost no time at all, he's become a passionate sort of lover who can sweep Hiyori off his feet. What might have caused that transformation?
That's simple. It's love! Love, and Hiyori's teachings.
He really is eager to know what Jun has planned. Maybe a bit too eager. Unable to keep still, he lifts his hips to try to meet Jun, picking up his knees and bracketing Jun's waist. His head goes all hot as Jun sucks at his lips, and his hands move further down Jun's back, the dangly metal bracelets still on his arm pressing into Jun's skin.]
[He's clung onto Jun at home before, treating him sort of like a squeeze toy. But Jun-kun usually doesn't cling back. So, this is a first.
He keeps his arms wrapped tight around him, remembering that time two months ago when they discovered the suit tattoos. After seeing Jun's tattoo for the first time, he was hit with a rush of anger and worry. He'd thrown his arms around Jun, promising not to let anything happen to him. Jun wasn't the resort's property; he still belonged to Eden, to Hiyori. That was the message he wanted to send.
But of course it went both ways. Jun belongs to him, but he also belongs to Jun. Hiyori changed the course of Jun's life when he picked him up, but Jun changed him in just as many ways. Leaving so many "marks," imprints that won't ever fade. Effortlessly endearing himself and making him fall in love.
He knew he'd changed Jun, but he hadn't known if he'd changed him like that. Now he hears that he has, as Jun confesses he's probably had feelings for him for a while. That stirs Hiyori's heart. Perhaps it makes him feel a bit relieved, deep down, too. So it wasn't just this place, these circumstances. Jun already loved him. Which means he would've ended up right here in Hiyori's arms no matter what. Isn't that right?]
Any time.
[He smiles a tiny smile. Jun can't see it, of course. But hopefully he can hear it in his words.]
I don't usually like being made to wait. But some things in life are worth waiting for, and Jun-kun's heart was one of them... ♪
[He closes his eyes, relishing the feeling of those arms holding him tight.]
So if Jun-kun ever falls behind me, I'll simply wait for you to catch up again. And then you can carry us both across the finish line ♪
He keeps his arms wrapped tight around him, remembering that time two months ago when they discovered the suit tattoos. After seeing Jun's tattoo for the first time, he was hit with a rush of anger and worry. He'd thrown his arms around Jun, promising not to let anything happen to him. Jun wasn't the resort's property; he still belonged to Eden, to Hiyori. That was the message he wanted to send.
But of course it went both ways. Jun belongs to him, but he also belongs to Jun. Hiyori changed the course of Jun's life when he picked him up, but Jun changed him in just as many ways. Leaving so many "marks," imprints that won't ever fade. Effortlessly endearing himself and making him fall in love.
He knew he'd changed Jun, but he hadn't known if he'd changed him like that. Now he hears that he has, as Jun confesses he's probably had feelings for him for a while. That stirs Hiyori's heart. Perhaps it makes him feel a bit relieved, deep down, too. So it wasn't just this place, these circumstances. Jun already loved him. Which means he would've ended up right here in Hiyori's arms no matter what. Isn't that right?]
Any time.
[He smiles a tiny smile. Jun can't see it, of course. But hopefully he can hear it in his words.]
I don't usually like being made to wait. But some things in life are worth waiting for, and Jun-kun's heart was one of them... ♪
[He closes his eyes, relishing the feeling of those arms holding him tight.]
So if Jun-kun ever falls behind me, I'll simply wait for you to catch up again. And then you can carry us both across the finish line ♪
You saw, huh? Hope you were dazzled! 😘✨
[But alas, it doesn't sound like he's here totell him how pretty he is compliment his performance ability. Pity about that.]
I'd be more surprised if you said it was pleasant. It's always some awful new thing with this place.
But it does no good to turn our eyes away. So, go ahead. What revolting thing did you find out this time?
[But alas, it doesn't sound like he's here to
I'd be more surprised if you said it was pleasant. It's always some awful new thing with this place.
But it does no good to turn our eyes away. So, go ahead. What revolting thing did you find out this time?
( so dazzled... he can call him pretty later. )
I'll start by saying I'm not able to reveal my sources for this.
Death isn't permanent here, nor does murdering seem to hold any punishment.
When brought back to life, the killed may experience an illness or some other sense of wrongness.
While dead, you are still part of the "game".
I'll start by saying I'm not able to reveal my sources for this.
Death isn't permanent here, nor does murdering seem to hold any punishment.
When brought back to life, the killed may experience an illness or some other sense of wrongness.
While dead, you are still part of the "game".
[Well he sure wasn't kidding about it being unpleasant!
Hiyori already (sort of) knew about the murder-having-no-consequences thing, but that had been about a guest killing a staff member. The rest is new. It takes a second for him to process all... that.]
Just to be clear, this is about a guest killing another guest, correct? Someone like you or I, and not one of those "lost souls," right?
Hiyori already (sort of) knew about the murder-having-no-consequences thing, but that had been about a guest killing a staff member. The rest is new. It takes a second for him to process all... that.]
Just to be clear, this is about a guest killing another guest, correct? Someone like you or I, and not one of those "lost souls," right?
Correct. Both of the parties involved are normal, living guests. One died, and a week later, came back with an illness of some sort.
I know you said you won't give your source, but that sounds a bit fishy. [Or more than just a bit.] This isn't something you witnessed yourself, is it? You heard about it secondhand from someone?
And what does that part about "still being part of the game" mean? Just that the victim's name wasn't taken off the registry?
And what does that part about "still being part of the game" mean? Just that the victim's name wasn't taken off the registry?
I wouldn't be repeating it if it was merely a rumor. I witnessed it, if you must know, but I won't discuss details further than that. I have to look out for myself, you understand.
As for that, well... their cards can still be earned. I suggest you trust me on that without elaboration, as well.
As for that, well... their cards can still be earned. I suggest you trust me on that without elaboration, as well.
[He did see it??]
You're starting to sound like a magnet for misfortune!
Unless it was at the Roost. That's the only place I've been where I can see myself walking into a crime scene accidentally. You can at least say where it happened, right?
[And now for the second part. Hiyori blinks at the screen a moment, unsure what Esikko is even implying at first.]
You're starting to sound like a magnet for misfortune!
Unless it was at the Roost. That's the only place I've been where I can see myself walking into a crime scene accidentally. You can at least say where it happened, right?
[And now for the second part. Hiyori blinks at the screen a moment, unsure what Esikko is even implying at first.]
( SORRY HIYORI......... )
Well, if you ask some, it's all fine and deserved since I'm a spoiled little Prince.
But unfortunately, no, I can't share even that much. I'd hate for you to go poking around and get into trouble yourself.
Well, if you ask some, it's all fine and deserved since I'm a spoiled little Prince.
But unfortunately, no, I can't share even that much. I'd hate for you to go poking around and get into trouble yourself.
[......]
I've got to get out of here.
[Not that he didn't already know that. But if anything drove that point home, it'd be this.]
Were you the only one who saw? I don't like the thought of this getting out. If everyone knows they can act as violently as they please, there's no telling what might happen.
You're not the first person who's told me there aren't consequences, though. So on second thought, it might be too late.
I've got to get out of here.
[Not that he didn't already know that. But if anything drove that point home, it'd be this.]
Were you the only one who saw? I don't like the thought of this getting out. If everyone knows they can act as violently as they please, there's no telling what might happen.
You're not the first person who's told me there aren't consequences, though. So on second thought, it might be too late.
( Hm. Sorry again, Hiyori, he might have already let it slip to a few people. )
Aside from the killer, yes. That's why I can't exactly say anything. I should hope you'll be careful before spreading this around, either. Spread the facts as I listed them without talking about hearing about someone getting murdered, if you can. I don't want it traced back to my information.
But I have heard others mentioning that death isn't permanent here, so it may not be the first time, indeed.
Aside from the killer, yes. That's why I can't exactly say anything. I should hope you'll be careful before spreading this around, either. Spread the facts as I listed them without talking about hearing about someone getting murdered, if you can. I don't want it traced back to my information.
But I have heard others mentioning that death isn't permanent here, so it may not be the first time, indeed.
I know you already have enough problems without worrying about the killer tracking you down, [and doing god-knows-what with the corpse— no, no, NOPE, not thinking about it!!!!!!] so I don't really blame you.
I just hate that we can't even trust each other. Uniting against a shared enemy isn't possible when there are people like that in our midst.
Sorry. I said "person," but I meant to say "subhuman scum." Or "monster."
It does feel wrong not to warn people that there's someone like that on the loose. But that would also spread distrust and cause panic, which could lead to other issues. I'm not sure what the answer is.
Anyway, the incident I heard about involved a guest killing a staff member. The person who told me said it was an accident. I'm not sure that was true, though. He wouldn't tell me the killer's identity either, so I assumed he was covering up for a friend. Unless he did it himself, and it was one of those "I'll say this happened to a friend of mine, even though it really happened to me!" sort of deals.
He didn't say anything about the staff member coming back to life afterwards, but he did say the culprit received no punishment. He also thought the staff might not be fully alive to start with. You sensed that they're something other than human yourself, correct?
I just hate that we can't even trust each other. Uniting against a shared enemy isn't possible when there are people like that in our midst.
Sorry. I said "person," but I meant to say "subhuman scum." Or "monster."
It does feel wrong not to warn people that there's someone like that on the loose. But that would also spread distrust and cause panic, which could lead to other issues. I'm not sure what the answer is.
Anyway, the incident I heard about involved a guest killing a staff member. The person who told me said it was an accident. I'm not sure that was true, though. He wouldn't tell me the killer's identity either, so I assumed he was covering up for a friend. Unless he did it himself, and it was one of those "I'll say this happened to a friend of mine, even though it really happened to me!" sort of deals.
He didn't say anything about the staff member coming back to life afterwards, but he did say the culprit received no punishment. He also thought the staff might not be fully alive to start with. You sensed that they're something other than human yourself, correct?
( Ouch. He can't exactly defend himself when he brings it forward like this, no honesty at all in his sharing, but. He doesn't exactly want to, either. There's never been any reason to explain his own thinking, his own reasoning, his own circumstances, and so why should this be any different? )
Right. Somewhere between alive and dead. I wonder if that changes anything...
I questioned the doctors after the person came back to life, and was met with the explanation that they "never died in the first place," that this doctor performed life saving surgery. This is absolutely a lie, I can tell you this much. I saw it with my own eyes. I checked for a pulse. There was nothing.
Right. Somewhere between alive and dead. I wonder if that changes anything...
I questioned the doctors after the person came back to life, and was met with the explanation that they "never died in the first place," that this doctor performed life saving surgery. This is absolutely a lie, I can tell you this much. I saw it with my own eyes. I checked for a pulse. There was nothing.
So you saw the murder happen, [watched the killer do something unspeakable to their corp—no, no, no no no no no, not thinking about it!!!] waited until the killer fled the scene, checked the victim's pulse, and hauled them off to the clinic afterwards?
[Goodness.]
I'm surprised you managed all that. You must have been spent.
They love lying to us. That's nothing new. But it's odd to think they'd try to downplay their own abilities. If they truly can revive people, you'd think they'd want all the credit for it. That's what you call the ability to perform miracles, after all.
Which just leads me to wonder what's really going on. Could you tell what shape the victim's soul was in afterwards? They hadn't become a "lost soul" or anything like that, had they?
[Goodness.]
I'm surprised you managed all that. You must have been spent.
They love lying to us. That's nothing new. But it's odd to think they'd try to downplay their own abilities. If they truly can revive people, you'd think they'd want all the credit for it. That's what you call the ability to perform miracles, after all.
Which just leads me to wonder what's really going on. Could you tell what shape the victim's soul was in afterwards? They hadn't become a "lost soul" or anything like that, had they?
Checking in the exact way I checked before would require an elaborate setup. I can't do it on the spot.
But I can sense some things, and I didn't notice any changes other than death, and now it's as if that didn't happen at all.
But I can sense some things, and I didn't notice any changes other than death, and now it's as if that didn't happen at all.
So much for the theory that you wake up in your home world after you die here. Guess we can safely throw that one out.
[He sighs with frustration over on his end.]
I don't know what to say to all that. I guess it's all the more reason to think they won't let us leave, even if we complete "Game 52." Even death doesn't free us. In that sense, this place is more of a jail than an actual prison would be.
[...]
I'm worried that at this rate, we'll be stuck here indefinitely. That we won't *ever* get home.
[He sighs with frustration over on his end.]
I don't know what to say to all that. I guess it's all the more reason to think they won't let us leave, even if we complete "Game 52." Even death doesn't free us. In that sense, this place is more of a jail than an actual prison would be.
[...]
I'm worried that at this rate, we'll be stuck here indefinitely. That we won't *ever* get home.
Oh, don't sound pathetic like this. I just know you're making a face that doesn't suit you.
We can get home. There's always "a way," it's just a matter of finding it, or creating it. I've been working where I can with my magic, testing its limits and the limits of the House itself. So relax a little.
We can get home. There's always "a way," it's just a matter of finding it, or creating it. I've been working where I can with my magic, testing its limits and the limits of the House itself. So relax a little.
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