DICK;

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[ hmm ]

Could be. You thinking we've got an unreliable narrator to contend with on top of everything else?

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We don't have any proof that our narrator wasn't also possessed. Wei Wuxian made a point that while the narrator wasn't insignificant in all of this, it is hard to tell which side they lean toward. Everything feels and sounds sort of detached, considering what was going on. Don't you think?

[unpredicktable]

They were callous and calculating. But... [ he hums in thought ] Our first broadcast was their last. If they were possessed, then it's likely everything in that one was a lie.

[crashout]

Right. Which I'm still saying there's no way we're actually still alone on this ship because someone has to be orchestrating the entire thing. Or, at least, working with someone to do it.

The longer you think about it, the more it makes sense. [They are not as they sound. Everything is a lie. Same difference.] Especially since we also know that the first group was doing some ritual sacrifice sort of stuff here, too.

[unpredicktable]

Someone who's well-versed with ghosts? [ it's not too much of a stretch, but. still. dick flops over junpei, because sometimes you just wanna lie down and cuddle while you think. ] So-- is it that our narrator is the orchestrator of this one?

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[Cuddling...he's shifting just a bit so Dick's draped over him and he flips through his notebook. Is he feeling a little tired and dejected? Maybe. ]

Likely. If our narrator was the last one alive they'd have all the information to reconstruct this. So...unless you have another guess? That's what I'm sticking with. I want to break into more of the rooms and see what information we can get.

[unpredicktable]

[ feel less dejected, junpei, there's a nearly naked dick grayson draped over you? ]

I've got loads of guesses, but that one seems more likely based on what we know. Still-- why recreate it? [ as for the other thing-- ] You got a crew planned for that yet?

[ stop letting him explore for my own sanity he is too well prepared ]

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[He's dejected because we can't smut in this thread Zia. But he's also busy burrowing for body warmth as he flips through his notes lazily.]

You're not going. I haven't even decided which one yet and I still have to catch up. You did two already.

Anyway. There are a few reasons they could recreate the scene. I guess maybe my ideas are a little specific though.

[unpredicktable]

[ they can't fuck but dick can bite at junpei's shoulder a little. ]

And since when are you the boss of me? [ :T ] I've got a better track record on these than most people here.

[ anyway he's clearly not actually mad because he didn't. move. so-- ]

Personal experiences coloring your perspective again?

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[There's a noise of interest at the bite but he also uses a hand to pat his cheek. Stop. ]

I am older, you know. And therefore wiser. Also, do I need to remind you of your hand? [Flip. Flip. ] And of course it is. What else is new?

[unpredicktable]

[ he does, but only to give him a dubious look ]

Please, like I've ever listened to someone solely because they were older than me. And besides-- the hand thing wasn't exactly something I could've dodged. Door didn't open until we opened up that breaker box.

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[A teasing yet casual glance.] And here I thought you kinda liked it when I bossed you around. [Stop. Saying things.] Take a time-out and I'll take the next room. Besides, if both of us go who's gonna be here to wait around impatiently until I get back with my bruises and information?

[Clearly a joke but also if he gets wrecked later this will be funnier for me personally.]

[unpredicktable]

Haven't bossed me around yet this week. Maybe I've forgotten.

[ shut up, you fucks, you can't bone until tomorrow??? ]

If you get back with anything worse than bruises, I am so not giving you any painkillers.

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[He's rolling to face him.] Am I supposed to be taking that as a challenge? [This applies to both statements.]

[unpredicktable]

What are you going to do if I say yes?

[crashout]

Uh, take it? Obviously.

[unpredicktable]

You gonna get yourself injured on purpose to spite me?

[ dick says nothing about the other challenge out loud, simply a low grin and an almost come-hither look. again, boys, we are cucking you. ]

[crashout]

[Stalls while waiting for backdated info to cuck them...which means he leans in very closely to Dick's face.]

Thought you knew spite was one of my best motivators.

[unpredicktable]

[ dick's smirk grows a bit, but he makes no move otherwise ]

Say that one again when I'm closing up a stab wound without anesthetic or any alcohol.

[crashout]

Kagachi taught me how to fight with a knife. I can probably get away without getting stabbed now. [Glad they're just playing gay chicken because he's also not moving yet.]

[unpredicktable]

You're banking on probably? That's reassuring.

[ dick gets to be lazy and stay lying down in this game of gay chicken, so, honestly? he's winning ]

[crashout]

Probably is better than maybe, dick. [Is he calling him by his name or actually calling him a dick? Yes. But he's locking his eyes with Dick's as his leg moves to start worming its way between both of Dick's as a challenge.]

Plus I'd have the gun.

[unpredicktable]

[ is it truly a challenge if he spreads his legs with very little hesitation, looking a little coy? ]

And how good's your aim with that thing, exactly?

[crashout]

[This is why they have to stop sharing a bed. Especially given he's still moving to make himself comfortable and slot himself in that perfect space, thanks.]

Pretty sure my aim is perfectly fine. [A pointed look.] I know how to shoot well enough when I have to. I learned with the firm.

[unpredicktable]

[ it's too late they've started this pattern and are just living with it now. ]

Fair enough. [ he raises his hands in mock-surrender and then lets them rest beside his head. ] But see, you say all that stuff about being able to take care of yourself, and then you tell me you're gonna get yourself injured out of spite. You see my problem?