[It's sometime after dinner. It's sometime after dinner and eventually Junpei makes his way back to his assigned room. By now he's figured out that he's staying with two people instead of one, and he almost laughs to himself. Of course that's how it'd turn out. It was always meant to be group of three.
He wants to go and find someone else, but. It can wait. Instead, he slips the clamshell out of his pocket and unlocks the door, entering the room and lingering in the doorway.
His dufflebag was dumped on the floor in a corner, but he's going to see if the other two are back yet. Hewwo?]
[ Escha had already checked and figured out that she was rooming with two people. And she's gotten along with nearly everyone, so she's not... As worried about it as she could be? Even if it is a little uncomfortable.
She wanted to make a good impression, so she came to the room with three slices of the apple tart she made; she figured they could eat them together, if they ended up coming to bed around the same time. Maybe that could make the Figuring Out The Bed thing less tense.
Escha's bag has also been hastily tossed into a corner, and she's sitting at one of the seats in the kitchenette. She still looks a little tense when she sees Junpei and nods. Hewwo... ]
[ dick has just been in a closet this whole time and no one saw him! no, that's creepy. He could've done it, but that's too creepy.
Instead he showed up not long before Junpei; he, like the other two, also can read (incredible.) and noticed he was rooming with more people than normal. he also went ahead and looked up who he was rooming with and was-- honestly, a little relieved. he'd gotten along with most people, but some were definitely edging into dangerous territory. Junpei and Escha seemed... a safer bet.
his own bag was set gently next to the couch because his butler would kick his fucking ass if he threw it anywhere. He gives a little casual two fingered salute when he sees Junpei come in, still kind of standing in the room because he like, just came in. ]
Hey. Looks like the gang's all here. You bring any tribute? [ he gestures to the three slices of apple tart near escha ] Escha's already winning the best roommate bid by making us dessert.
[ he is quite clearly just trying to bring the mood up, that's like, his whole job ]
So anyway, it's been two days since they arrived, and hopefully Dick and Escha are having a nice and relaxing Sunday in their room. The noises from the basement came and went, and it's maybe an hour or two after that that they'll hear a sound at the door.
It's the sound of someone fumbling to open it, but eventually it swings open and reveals Junpei and his clamshell. For someone who's been missing for a few hours, he looks...a little okay? It's hard to see from the distance between the room and the door, but his hair's a little mussed and his eyes are a little red. His clothes are all in order and there's a very faint smell of whiskey wafting off of him.
The pockets of his jeans are incredibly bulky, and he closes the door silently. Squinting at the room, he seems a little lost on what he's doing before he just kind of
[ well, dick did go to the room in the hopes to catch junpei there, so having junpei show up is pretty neat!
the state in which he shows up is. less so? ]
JT-- are you... drunk?
[ he did not strike dick as the kind to get drunk in a situation like this, so-- did someone drug him? and more importantly. yes, he did just nickname junpei JT, i'm sorry, this is how it goes now ]
[ Unfortunately, Escha was not in the room yet. But luckily(?) she saw Junpei stumbling down the hall and been concerned enough to follow.
She just hadn't expected him to still be right in front of the door, so she. Tries to open it. But the door opens in, so it probably just nudges Junpei lightly before she stops. ]
[ it's 9:30am and the electricity is back! and not long after, so is dick in their bedroom! he's in his full nightwing gear, and he looks about the same! though he doesn't acknowledge either of them if they're in the room, too busy flopping down on the loveseat and carefully! peeling off the glove on his right hand. he's taking deep, steady breaths.
his gloves are black so it's hard to tell, but there's definitely a burnt bit near the fingers? hm. ]
[The blackout was unexpected. The blackout was unexpected and so was being awake at four in the morning and realizing that while Escha snoozed, Dick was completely MIA. But he doesn't say anything about it. He knows it's hypocritical to be a little annoyed since he wandered off on his own in the first place, but that doesn't stop him from getting up and quietly slipping out of the room.
The blackout came at 5:30am and unfortunately he's like. Out of the room when that happens? So that's great. It probably takes some effort (and the electricity coming back) to get the elevator running so he can enter the room.
It's why he probably only gets there a few moments before Dick does. Escha's there and getting ready for the day and Junpei settles at the foot of the bed to give her some semblance of privacy and also try to think things through.
And then there's Dick coming in, not saying a word and settling on the loveseat. Great! He's alive! Except...hm, bad?
...he doesn't say anything, but Dick will definitely feel a pair of eyes on him as he waits.]
[ Escha is in the bath-area, because presumably that's where a mirror is. She's used to waking up when other people get out of bed - they're both clingy, so it's a bit of a de-tangle, and the bed moves... But they also probably get up before she does, since they don't sleep enough. She's gotten used to just going back to sleep and not thinking much of it.
So in other words, even if she woke up when Dick left, or even during the blackout... She immediately went back to sleep and thought nothing of it.
Escha pokes her head out at the sound of Dick entering. She's only gotten as far as the white under-dress and the one braid in her hair, but she's decent...! ]
Oh, you're back!
[ And, uh, his breathing. And his glove. Bad??? Bad. She rushes over to him, even though she's not quite sure what to do for him once she's there. ]
[ Well. Today Junpei will be in the room without either of his roommates to distract him, sticky notes starting to go up in a cluster as he holds his pencil in his hand. He seems to be talking to himself as he goes, too, but his voice is muffled like there's something in his mouth.
But why would ghosts care this much...and who else is watching? [ Hello friends it looks like someone has been busy gathering info, but he's a little too focused.
[ Escha arrives first (second?), pushing the door open with her hip because she's carrying food in her hands! She brought cinnamon apple crepes for them to share. And! Make! Up! If they haven't already. Who knows.
But she keeps her mouth shut because she doesn't want to interrupt whatever train of thought he might be on. Instead she sets down the plate on the table, then comes to the wall to pin a piece of paper to it, too. It's just a strip of paper that looks like it was ripped off a page, and the writing is in a completely incomprehensible language. ]
[ why is dick in his nightwing outfit? icons. icons is why.
Either way, the guy walks in last, and seems to pause at the door when he sees both of his roommates around. But-- alright, it looks like they both got some new info and he can't just keep hiding out of embarrassment (because SOMEONE must've told him about the pa thing yesterday by now) for the rest of his life.
also it looks like they have more info and mission > feelings ]
[ so uhhh anyway sometime on wednesday evening according to official timelines, escha and junpei will come back to a Sight: which is to say, Dick's shoved himself in a ball in between the bed and the closet, gripping at his hair and taking deep breaths. he's a little shaky. this is all, normal ?
[For convenience let's say this is sometime after Junpei's done dragging Kagachi in public and enjoying the party then which means he met up with Escha at some point and now they're heading back to the room. He's in the middle of saying something, probably explaining what a DJ is and why a lack of one was a bummer, when he opens the door and leads her inside.
Coming across that sight is enough to sober him up though and he stops.]
...hey man. [Just light to get his attention. This looks bad? He'll gesture with his head toward Escha to follow him to step a little closer.]
[ Escha's expression fades from one of attentive interest in Junpei to following his gaze over to Dick. Ah.
She comes closer and sits at the corner of the bed, turning to look at Dick, but not getting too close to him. Maybe he wants space? She still has no idea how to deal with this. ]
[ well that execution sure as fuck happened, now it's time for a! roommate! meeting! dick basically gestured for them to follow him back to the room when the execution was over so they're all here, shut up, don't question me. ]
There's a few things you guys should know, so I'll start with this one. I went to see Monika yesterday.
[Here they are in the room and that execution has him thinking. He looks like he has things to say too but for now he nods in agreement to what Escha said. Do share. ]
[ it's close to curfew and dick's in the room, although he's, uh. adding to the conspiracy wall, it seems! hello fellow roommates it's time for plot that turns into a threesome somehow. this is going to be the stupidest thread. as it is, he's got paper notes in hand and he greets either of his roommates when they come in with a short wave ]
[It's close to curfew and Junpei's slipping into the room not looking entirely thrilled, but he seems to redirect his anger somewhere when he notices wall-updates and hears what Dick says.]
You and me both. But you guys can go first. [He says it this way in case Escha has any news she needs to share, too.]
... It's apple dumplings. Just kidding, it's a lot of other stuff too. But also apple dumplings. ]
All I have is that Kagachi can check someone to see if they're possessed each week and he said he'd leave a note for me. It sounds like he already knew about Dick's role. [ Hence why she assumes this information is not actually very useful. ]
He confirmed that Tamamo isn't possessed, but... She is protected this week from an exorcism. Um... That was my mistake.
[ Escha usually tries to talk to people after investigations. She thinks it can be good to have someone to talk to, for some people, or have someone to bounce ideas off of.
But after today's investigation she doesn't bother with any of that. She just heads straight back to her room, where she sits down in one of the kitchenette seats and pulls her knees up to her chest. And then just cries - so hard that she seems like she's having trouble breathing. ]
[ dick walks into the room more quietly than usual-- which is saying something, really-- and when he sees escha he-- freezes.
he knows what to do, theoretically. how to comfort victims (friends) when they've lost someone. but that never makes it any easier to witness escha crying in the kitchen, nor does it make it any easier knowing he can't even offer a hand in comfort without making things worse.
so what he does instead is come closer to where she is, level with her. he's quiet when he speaks: ]
Escha-- [ I'm sorry never made him feel better, never says anything much, so he just-- ] Can you try and breathe for me? In and out?
[...tomorrow's going to be bad. Today was already bad. Everything is bad forever but that doesn't stop him from finding Dick on Saturday and steering him in the direction of the jenthouse. Even if they had people to see and things to do, once they gave Escha her space to speak to people he's letting themselves into the room.
Shutting the door behind him, he takes a look around the area and folds his arms loosely over his chest.]
...seriously, we should talk to Chuuya and Nathan about redecorating this place. [A light joke, but it falls a little flat. He looks a little uneasy but he's trying here.]
[ With everyone who's come to visit, Escha is doing her best to seem casual. It's a little harder to fake with these two. Her voice trembles a bit, when she swallows between sentences it's thick, and when she pauses it lasts a moment too long.
But then she nods to the array of things people have brought her today. Chicken soup, tea with cookies, and apple oatmeal cookies. ]
There was ice cream, too, but... You came too late.
[ Does that mean she ate it all or that it would have melted? Unimportant. ]
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W0, FRIDAY
He wants to go and find someone else, but. It can wait. Instead, he slips the clamshell out of his pocket and unlocks the door, entering the room and lingering in the doorway.
His dufflebag was dumped on the floor in a corner, but he's going to see if the other two are back yet. Hewwo?]
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She wanted to make a good impression, so she came to the room with three slices of the apple tart she made; she figured they could eat them together, if they ended up coming to bed around the same time. Maybe that could make the Figuring Out The Bed thing less tense.
Escha's bag has also been hastily tossed into a corner, and she's sitting at one of the seats in the kitchenette. She still looks a little tense when she sees Junpei and nods. Hewwo... ]
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Instead he showed up not long before Junpei; he, like the other two, also can read (incredible.) and noticed he was rooming with more people than normal. he also went ahead and looked up who he was rooming with and was-- honestly, a little relieved. he'd gotten along with most people, but some were definitely edging into dangerous territory. Junpei and Escha seemed... a safer bet.
his own bag was set gently next to the couch because his butler would kick his fucking ass if he threw it anywhere. He gives a little casual two fingered salute when he sees Junpei come in, still kind of standing in the room because he like, just came in. ]
Hey. Looks like the gang's all here. You bring any tribute? [ he gestures to the three slices of apple tart near escha ] Escha's already winning the best roommate bid by making us dessert.
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W0, SUNDAY POST-WHATEVER THE FUCK
So anyway, it's been two days since they arrived, and hopefully Dick and Escha are having a nice and relaxing Sunday in their room. The noises from the basement came and went, and it's maybe an hour or two after that that they'll hear a sound at the door.
It's the sound of someone fumbling to open it, but eventually it swings open and reveals Junpei and his clamshell. For someone who's been missing for a few hours, he looks...a little okay? It's hard to see from the distance between the room and the door, but his hair's a little mussed and his eyes are a little red. His clothes are all in order and there's a very faint smell of whiskey wafting off of him.
The pockets of his jeans are incredibly bulky, and he closes the door silently. Squinting at the room, he seems a little lost on what he's doing before he just kind of
you know. Sits on the fucking floor. Goodbye.]
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the state in which he shows up is. less so? ]
JT-- are you... drunk?
[ he did not strike dick as the kind to get drunk in a situation like this, so-- did someone drug him? and more importantly. yes, he did just nickname junpei JT, i'm sorry, this is how it goes now ]
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She just hadn't expected him to still be right in front of the door, so she. Tries to open it. But the door opens in, so it probably just nudges Junpei lightly before she stops. ]
Um...?
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his gloves are black so it's hard to tell, but there's definitely a burnt bit near the fingers? hm. ]
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The blackout came at 5:30am and unfortunately he's like. Out of the room when that happens? So that's great. It probably takes some effort (and the electricity coming back) to get the elevator running so he can enter the room.
It's why he probably only gets there a few moments before Dick does. Escha's there and getting ready for the day and Junpei settles at the foot of the bed to give her some semblance of privacy and also try to think things through.
And then there's Dick coming in, not saying a word and settling on the loveseat. Great! He's alive! Except...hm, bad?
...he doesn't say anything, but Dick will definitely feel a pair of eyes on him as he waits.]
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So in other words, even if she woke up when Dick left, or even during the blackout... She immediately went back to sleep and thought nothing of it.
Escha pokes her head out at the sound of Dick entering. She's only gotten as far as the white under-dress and the one braid in her hair, but she's decent...! ]
Oh, you're back!
[ And, uh, his breathing. And his glove. Bad??? Bad. She rushes over to him, even though she's not quite sure what to do for him once she's there. ]
What happened? Are you okay?
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W0 Thursday
But why would ghosts care this much...and who else is watching? [ Hello friends it looks like someone has been busy gathering info, but he's a little too focused.
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But she keeps her mouth shut because she doesn't want to interrupt whatever train of thought he might be on. Instead she sets down the plate on the table, then comes to the wall to pin a piece of paper to it, too. It's just a strip of paper that looks like it was ripped off a page, and the writing is in a completely incomprehensible language. ]
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Either way, the guy walks in last, and seems to pause at the door when he sees both of his roommates around. But-- alright, it looks like they both got some new info and he can't just keep hiding out of embarrassment (because SOMEONE must've told him about the pa thing yesterday by now) for the rest of his life.
also it looks like they have more info and mission > feelings ]
We're updating the theory wall today?
[ hey, what's up, what's happening. ]
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Coming across that sight is enough to sober him up though and he stops.]
...hey man. [Just light to get his attention. This looks bad? He'll gesture with his head toward Escha to follow him to step a little closer.]
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She comes closer and sits at the corner of the bed, turning to look at Dick, but not getting too close to him. Maybe he wants space? She still has no idea how to deal with this. ]
... Can I get you anything?
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There's a few things you guys should know, so I'll start with this one. I went to see Monika yesterday.
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Hey. I've got some intel to go over.
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You and me both. But you guys can go first. [He says it this way in case Escha has any news she needs to share, too.]
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... It's apple dumplings. Just kidding, it's a lot of other stuff too. But also apple dumplings. ]
All I have is that Kagachi can check someone to see if they're possessed each week and he said he'd leave a note for me. It sounds like he already knew about Dick's role. [ Hence why she assumes this information is not actually very useful. ]
He confirmed that Tamamo isn't possessed, but... She is protected this week from an exorcism. Um... That was my mistake.
[ Oops. ]
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But after today's investigation she doesn't bother with any of that. She just heads straight back to her room, where she sits down in one of the kitchenette seats and pulls her knees up to her chest. And then just cries - so hard that she seems like she's having trouble breathing. ]
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he knows what to do, theoretically. how to comfort victims (friends) when they've lost someone. but that never makes it any easier to witness escha crying in the kitchen, nor does it make it any easier knowing he can't even offer a hand in comfort without making things worse.
so what he does instead is come closer to where she is, level with her. he's quiet when he speaks: ]
Escha-- [ I'm sorry never made him feel better, never says anything much, so he just-- ] Can you try and breathe for me? In and out?
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Shutting the door behind him, he takes a look around the area and folds his arms loosely over his chest.]
...seriously, we should talk to Chuuya and Nathan about redecorating this place. [A light joke, but it falls a little flat. He looks a little uneasy but he's trying here.]
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[ With everyone who's come to visit, Escha is doing her best to seem casual. It's a little harder to fake with these two. Her voice trembles a bit, when she swallows between sentences it's thick, and when she pauses it lasts a moment too long.
But then she nods to the array of things people have brought her today. Chicken soup, tea with cookies, and apple oatmeal cookies. ]
There was ice cream, too, but... You came too late.
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