Not Again! with 45

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W0, Thursday

[shortforever]

[So. At some point in the afternoon, Chuuya is going around looking for 45. And when he finds her, he's going to try to drag her somewhere private for a chat.]

Hey, you busy? I gotta ask you something.

[recrypt]

Not right now I'm not.

[ haha, don't go making your boyfriends jealous now, chuuya. ]

Did something happen?

[shortforever]

[One of them isn't even here, and the other is a lost cause.]

Yeah, something happened. Someone came to me saying they thought you were gonna kill someone tonight. What's going on?

[He trusts 45 which is why he's asking so plainly instead of being sneaky about it. Because friends don't lie about important stuff like that, right?]

[recrypt]

[ what the fuck. ]

I have absolutely no idea why anyone would think that, given that if I'm apparently plotting a murder then it's coming as a surprise to even myself.

[ ... but now that he mentions it, she did have a strange encounter with someone this morning- ]

Was it Akira, actually?

FRIDAY, w0, post-inves;

[recrypt]

[ hey chuuya where are you at, she needs you for something

she also seems a little off, her movements both a little conservative, a little ... sluggish? ]

Got a moment? I need to verify something.

[shortforever]

[Chuuya is A Mess but he can be found among the cabins, and he perks up when he sees 45. ]

Yeah? What happened?

[recrypt]

I need to check whether or not you can see something. Come with me to the mess hall.

[ because she is about facing immediately and heading back there even if she is in fact Tired as hell. ]

Week 1, Friday

[shortforever]

[Chuuya can be found in the kitchen, trying to make himself a bowl of cereal. Since he has discovered that cereal takes two steps and he can manage both.

Except not today, because he's humming a song as he gets it ready, and he gets distracted by being mad at himself humming and knocks the box of cereal on the ground. Whoops.]

Shit! Not the lucky charms!

[recrypt]

[ walks into the kitchen. sees this.

ok. ]

Oh no. That's a hundred years bad luck, Chuuya. You might have just cursed us all.

[shortforever]

Bullshit! It's just cereal!

[The way he glances at the cereal on the ground, though. Might he believe her? Maybe?]

Week 1, post-trial

[shortforever]

[Someone! Is frustrated! And when he finds 45, he just has one thing to say.]

It wasn't me.

[recrypt]

[ ...? ]

I never said I thought it was.

[ though, she does giggle, mildly. ]

Or is this you trying to confess to me through whatever compulsions it is that prevent a killer from confessing?

[shortforever]

No, that's not it, I really didn't do it. I just-

[He makes an irritated noise and runs a hand through his hair.]

You heard them at the trial, right? Not everyone believed me. And I know at least some of them voted for me. And now that Ogata's voted out and it wasn't him, they're gonna suspect me more.

So I wanted to make it clear with my friends at the very least. I can't prove it, but it wasn't me.

FRIDAY, w2 post-inves/breakins/snzzzzzzz

[recrypt]

[ hey chuuya

so about those breakins huh

wow, are't they exhausting.

yeah that's it, that's the start. they probably just run into each other somewhere and squint at each other's respective states of disarray spiderman style, because he looks like a glitterbomb exploded on him with extra blood, and she looks like she's been shot at quite a lot. and you know, covered in bloodsplatter. ]

[shortforever]

...that's not yours, right?

[All the blood, he means. Because if she lost that much blood, she would be hella deda.

This spiderman squinting is perfect too because they're both covered in blood and looking like criminals. How do you do fellow sneak?]

[recrypt]

... Not mine. At most, maybe some conversion fluid. Maybe a little bit of Tonbokiri's.

Mostly not ours.

[ they both look great. but she's got the shutter shades, so who's really looking better here? ]

Week 2, post-trial

[shortforever]

[HEY 45

HEY

Chuuya is looking for you.]

Oi! Come talk to me, I need your help with something.

[He has a notebook in his hands too, and a pen.]

[recrypt]

[ well??? she's around???

throws dart

she's around the cabins, cool. ]

I'm here, I'm here. What do you need?

[ congrats on acquiring uno pen, chuuya. ]

[shortforever]

[He can write poetry now, it's fine. And they can meet in seekrit behind a cabin!]

At the trial Phoenix mentioned that if you do a task with a teammate, you get double-rewards. I was wondering if that happened to you at all yet or not.

TUESDAY, w3 at. at some point, yeah;

[recrypt]

[ she's just going to swing by the arts and crafts cabin to check it out properly, considering she was in a bit of a funk on friday after (REDACTED), so you know what, it's fine.

as long as she doesn't look at him, they don't have to play memory share russian roulette, right? perfectly hunky dory.

she's actually pretty stealthy about it too, except what gives her away isn't necessarily anything she does, but instead the audio memory of two nameless technicians playing inside his head. hm.

this isn't your actual memory, by the way, it's just a freebie for uhhhh reasons. she might not even be aware he's hearing it. ]

[shortforever]

[He is definitely hearing it, and at first he's not sure it's a memory, because it's just sound. So he blinks and looks up from what he's working on- some kind of weaving with rope- and looks to her.]

Ah? Did you hear something?

[He knows it wasn't her voice, but maybe she knows what it is?]

[recrypt]

[ she's just going to rummage through some of the sewing equipment available, so she's not quite looking at him when she responds. ]

... No, I didn't.

[ hm. ]

Are you feeling all right?

Week 4, post-trial

[shortforever]

[Hey 45.

As soon as Chuuya finds 45, he's going to sit down and sigh.]

I'm really, really getting tired of all off this.

[recrypt]

Oh, I most certainly am tired of this.

[ she's been tired since before the game started, probably. ]

[shortforever]

[Oh good, she agrees.]

We need a break. Can you get drunk? I'd offer weed, but all I have is tequila.