[...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. ]
[ Dick looks at the array of food and wonders, a bit stupidly, if they should've brought some too. She's clearly got more than enough, but--
he feels listless and useless, standing there, but it'd be worse leaving her on her own. He pokes at the jable with a hum. He'd seen it, but. It sure is all denim. ]
I think we can make do without ice cream. [ it's quiet, but it's. you know. trying, like the other two. ] You're sweet enough. [ ha ha, ha, he frowns and lifts a hand to his mouth ] That was bad.
[ Escha lets out a short laugh at Dick and offers the both of them a quick smile. It was bad, and doubling down on it is still bad, but. It's nice of them to say. ]
... Yes. A lot of people have come to... See me off, I guess.
No promises. [But he watches the two of them quietly before folding his legs under him on the jouch.]
...thought you both should know I found someone else with their own set of rules tonight. Not to make this about business, but...still felt important. [To him, it's still "their" project.]
Haymitch. Turns out he can pick a person and see who they've spoken to recently, which could be helpful for identifying possible culprits. I didn't get the specifics but he also knows what I can do. I told him to keep his mouth shut for now.
Good. He can keep thinking that. What's his role do? [A beat.] Just don't get caught up in something worse. We don't know who he's going to tell. That goes for both of you. [Be careful.]
He can check people to see what they've bought from the gift shop, as well as their coin balance. And-- maybe more. He told me he checked Nikkari, and while he could see everything Nikkari ended up showing in trial, there were two items that registered as "static" to him.
What the hell would static mean in this situation? Nikkari's not exactly the kind of person to hide stuff. [Man...] I'm starting to get the feeling everybody's roles have more to them than we think they do.
Having secrets doesn't necessarily make someone suspicious, either... The three of us have secrets, too. It's worth looking into as much as we're able, but we shouldn't jump to any conclusions.
[ She falters for a moment, belatedly realizing she said 'we.' Hmm. Oops. ]
... A-anyway, we discussed the possibility of roles being passed on, right? I was thinking that I should tell you all of my rules tonight, to make things easier if we're right about that.
[ That way they would know exactly what that potential person is working with. Not like she can be punished for breaking the rules when she's dead. ]
[It's a TPK across the board because he falters, too. He knows this is a good thing to discuss, but...this just feels like a normal meeting rather than the last. Dick asks the question, so Junpei pulls out a notebook from his pocket to prepare to write things down.]
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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.
[ Does that mean she ate it all or that it would have melted? Unimportant. ]
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he feels listless and useless, standing there, but it'd be worse leaving her on her own. He pokes at the jable with a hum. He'd seen it, but. It sure is all denim. ]
I think we can make do without ice cream. [ it's quiet, but it's. you know. trying, like the other two. ] You're sweet enough. [ ha ha, ha, he frowns and lifts a hand to his mouth ] That was bad.
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You've been having a lot of visitors then...that's good. [Man what do you say to make this less shitty?]
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... Yes. A lot of people have come to... See me off, I guess.
[ That's one way to put it? ]
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... I expected as much. You're well-liked, Escha.
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[ With a group like this, being less chaotic is impressive in its own way. Not that this week was a good show of that. ]
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So we might have a slight personal bias, but I still think we're right. You're the best roommate, remember?
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[There's a teasing grin, but...it's true. Escha really is the best of the three of them.]
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[ So there! ]
... And... You're going to have to get along with each other while I'm gone!
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Well, now you're just asking way too much.
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...thought you both should know I found someone else with their own set of rules tonight. Not to make this about business, but...still felt important. [To him, it's still "their" project.]
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Who is it? And what can they do?
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[Who needs to talk about issues? Not them.]
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[ Said as if she really does not think so... She doesn't understand how knowing who someone is talking to would help deduce much. ]
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[ dick's thinking over it himself, mulling-- but then: ]
Speaking of-- I got Taako's. Uh. Though he kinda thinks I'm the one with your role, right now.
[ he points at junpei when he says this ]
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Good. He can keep thinking that. What's his role do? [A beat.] Just don't get caught up in something worse. We don't know who he's going to tell. That goes for both of you. [Be careful.]
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But she stays quiet to hear what's up with Taako. ]
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What the hell would static mean in this situation? Nikkari's not exactly the kind of person to hide stuff. [Man...] I'm starting to get the feeling everybody's roles have more to them than we think they do.
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[ She falters for a moment, belatedly realizing she said 'we.' Hmm. Oops. ]
... A-anyway, we discussed the possibility of roles being passed on, right? I was thinking that I should tell you all of my rules tonight, to make things easier if we're right about that.
[ That way they would know exactly what that potential person is working with. Not like she can be punished for breaking the rules when she's dead. ]
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... Right. Not like they can punish you. What are they?
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