PROMPTO;

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[THANK GOD FOR PROMPTO. Junpei blinks because it seems like a weird question but. Of course Hizamaru went to look for his brother.]

...let me ask you something. Do you think it's weird we've been here for a few days already? [So like. No? But also. Hm.]

[silvergun]

[ Look, he's a concerned critter. ]

It's been way weird. And we still haven't even found out who did it. Why? Did you find something?

[crashout]

...hard to explain. [Hm.] We might have, but we're not sure what it means yet. It doesn't answer who brought us here but it might explain part of the why.

[silvergun]

It sounds like it's something. You can take your time if you need to. It's not like we're going any where, heh.

[crashout]

Which is half the problem, isn't it? [Just saying. But...he's halfway between a couch and the liquor cabinet so he settles for shifting his weight from one foot to the other.]

We've been here too long already.

[silvergun]

[ He'll pat the spot next to him on the couch. Sit boy. ]

Yeah, it's been a while. Still haven't found any clues as to why. Bet someone finds it real funny we're still scratching our heads.

[ Frowning at that. It sucks ]

[crashout]

[Uggggh fine. He'll...sit. Whatever. He'll get a drink later when he's alone and wanting to sulk. But in the end he settles and he looks at the portrait across from them.]

Probably. Or they're expecting something else from us that we haven't done yet. People are like that sometimes.

[silvergun]

[ Once he sits, Prompto seems a little more relaxed. ]

Oh boy, people expecting us to be mind readers. What would they even expect? I get we have pretty heavy handed hints for sex, but...

[ Seems messed up ]

[crashout]

[Seems messed up is right, especially when Junpei makes a face that's part annoyance and part agreement.]

But they brought a bunch of people to this place that have never even had experience with that. Could mean one of two things. We're dealing with a bunch of assholes, or there's a bigger picture for why this group of people woke up here.

[...] Not that those are mutually exclusive, but the latter's what I'm thinking.

[silvergun]

I vote on it's both. Definitely both.

[ Thinking... ]

It could be some kind of experiment to see what would happen? [ making a sound as he lowers his voice. ] At this point I don't know if it's better to try giving them what it seems like they want or not...

[ A beat ] Do you have any experience with it?

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It's possible. Leave people to their own devices and see what they come up with. I've never really been interested in giving in just because people want me to. [Prompto. Junpei just...kind of eyes him.]

What do you think? [He's definitely teasing him again because it's funny, and also he's kind of hardpressed to admit anything about himself.]

[silvergun]

[ He's not sure if he has the fortitude to not give in to whatever people want in the end. He's loser who likes pleasing others or fitting. ]

Huh. I guess we'll find out eventually.

[ Don't ask him this. He has no idea because like Junpei seems like he would have experience? ]

Mmmmaybe?

[ Is that a good answer? ]

[crashout]

[Can someone save Prompto x2? This is maybe a conversation they shouldn't be having considering Junpei just left a haunted studio, but here we are.]

Maybe. [Is that an agreement or is that a joke? There's something of a smirk there but haha, time to move on!] ...I'm looking for a way out of here before then. I'd rather not see it come to that. [So. There's that.]

[silvergun]

[ He will just leave it at maybe. ]

Have you found anything so far?

[crashout]

[Ask him in a few weeks maybe.]

Where do you think I just came from? [Oh.] Wasn't an exit, but...maybe it was supposed to help.

[silvergun]

[ he has no idea. the vents? but at the whole supposed to help. hm.]

You don't really sound so sure about that, dude.

[ is this going to be cursed knowledge ]

[crashout]

[Well he'll just flat-out ask.]

Do you believe in ghosts, Prompto?

[silvergun]

[ He has no idea what he was expecting, but this is not the direction he wanted to go at all. ]

G-ghosts? I-um. Yeah, I do. Please don't tell me this place is haunted.

[ Too spooky for him ]

[crashout]

[...haha! He just doesn't speak for a moment and there's a big ol' shrug.]

Alright. I won't say it. [Ganba, Prompto.]

[silvergun]

For real? You aren't joking?

[ Oh noooooo ]

Oh boy, why did it have to be a haunted sex hotel?

[crashout]

Not joking. Real far from joking. [He drops a hand over his eyes.] Because clearly just bringing us here and locking us in wasn't enough. We had to be some demonic sacrifice, too.

[silvergun]

[ Oh no. He's not going to get any sleep tonight ]

Is that why we're here? To be some kind of sacrifice?

[crashout]

No. Well, I don't know. [Ugh.] But it's possible.

[silvergun]

[ Time to be an episode of Buzzfeed Unsolved.

Not knowing sucks. Knowing also sucks. These are both bad options. ]

Dude, you're going to give me a heart attack. What makes you think it's possible?

[crashout]

Because I think I just met one. A ghost, I mean. [He's not even making sense it's fine.]

We found a way inside one of the rooms, but we weren't exactly alone. Whoever was with us wanted to fuck with us in a way to make sure we knew they were watching.