DICK & ESCHA; None Braincell With Left Dick

[crashout]

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[unpredicktable]

Thanks, guys. I might make an announcement that anyone who hasn't spoken with them yet come talk to me, to try and streamline the process.

[ weekly meetings are a thing he does now I guess rip. though... he throws a look at junpei ]

Junpei, you know Carlos is included in that, right?

[applechemist]

[ Just looks to Junpei, too. Yeah!! ]

[crashout]

[Internal whining...]

...yeah, I know. [He's just going to 100% not touch on what he's thinking! Haha!] There must be enough people to accomplish the favor, otherwise Chuuya wouldn't have made it an option. We'll figure something out. What're you gonna say if people ask you why you're doing it?

[unpredicktable]

The truth. That I'm exchanging a favor for information. I'm not going to announce what the favor is publicly [ because it's weird. ] but I won't be able to convince anyone if I don't tell them exactly what I told you guys. Up to and including that ultimately this helps our "hosts" to help us, too.

[applechemist]

It's not like you're keeping secrets, you're just telling people in private. I think that's for the better...

Um... [ Escha hesitates for a second with more to say, but can't quite seem to figure out how to say it. ]

Sorry - this may be a little off topic, but since the two of you seem like you're talking to a lot of people... Have you heard anything about any... Special rules?

[crashout]

[...? He's going to leave Dick's prostitution ring alone for now, nodding because that sounds like a good plan.

This is a little more interesting.]

What kind of special rules are you talking about?

[unpredicktable]

[ dick stays quiet, looking interested. +1?? ]

[applechemist]

I'll take that as a no...

[ Which super isn't an answer to Junpei's question. Hm. ]

[crashout]

[...ah. No.]

Escha...c'mon. Where'd you hear that from? If there's some sort of rules we need to be playing by or if someone might know something else, shouldn't we all be on the same page?

[unpredicktable]

[ dick stays quiet, for a second, bringing a hand over his mouth. Then he shakes his head. ]

Junpei, wait. Escha, you can't say anything more than that, can you?

[ he's got his eyes narrowed ]

[applechemist]

[ She just nods. ]

[crashout]

...why not? [He's glancing between the two of them.] What's going on? [And a look to Dick.] And how do you know about this already?

[unpredicktable]

...

[ he tilts his head before he shrugs helplessly and grins ]

C'mon, Junpei. You're a smart guy. You can figure this out.

[applechemist]

[ She opens her mouth

and then closes it again and sighs. ]

[crashout]

...so you were both told about a special set of rules, but you're both not allowed to say things to other people. Am I getting that right?

...are they rules you have to follow, or are they rules for the rest of us? [Something about this sure as fuck seems weird.]

[unpredicktable]

[ dick raises one finger ]

You're on the right track. I can tell you I don't know what Escha's rules are.

[applechemist]

And I don't know anything about Dick's rules.

[crashout]

[...just. Rubbing his forehead.]

Let me guess. Our delightful hosts are the ones who told you about this. [This is a lot. This is...a lot.] Do you think there're other people like you two out there among us?

[unpredicktable]

I thought so, but the hosts couldn't say anything on it without being censored. Escha pretty much confirmed that theory for me now.

[ he looks pretty happy about it tbh ]

[applechemist]

Yes, they can only answer some questions.

I didn't know that there were any others...

[crashout]

[...give him a second. He's going to get up and move to grab his duffle bag from day zero that's been shoved in a corner opening it and pulling out a small box with his name on it.]

Question. Were either of you responsible for this?

[unpredicktable]

[ dick looks at it with a light frown, curious ]

Not me. Escha?

[applechemist]

No, I don't know anything about that.

[crashout]

Then that answers that. [He drops the box into the bag, zipping it up again.] Showed up in our room on Wednesday without a note or any way to identify where it came from. I thought maybe someone might've, you know, figured something out about the gift shop or something but now I wonder if someone else has their own set of rules to follow that involves giving out items.

[unpredicktable]

That could be it. [ he tilts his head ] Escha can't say anything about her set of rules, but... she can confirm if someone guesses. Right?

[ he's still speaking for her because. just in case? ]