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.]
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.]
[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.
[ 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?
[He could say something that's a little too incredibly real like how he's lived enough deaths to be okay but he decides not to. Instead, he gives off the smallest smirk in the world..]
Are you worried about me? [Another casual question, and yet.]
Oh. [Hmph. Rude? The smirk disappears and he instinctively pushes at Dick's hand while his expression borders on puzzled and amused. "Oh." There's a pause like he's trying to figure out what to say. Saying "why" or "thanks" or "it'll be fine" doesn't seem that appropriate, so he lays still and changes the subject a bit.]
...Haymitch came by last night while you were out. Updated me on some stuff including the room he and Katy broke into.
[ this is the greatest position they've ever held while having a serious talk, because junpei's still in between his legs but dick is right back on mission mode. cuck yourselves, boys. ]
[Good thing they're both like this. He does nothing to move because he's focused again.]
Blew up the door, found the gym. Haymitch said there was a TV on that was playing PSAs about exercising for better sex, except he and Katy both saw people they knew from back home. Katy destroyed the TV, but then all of the other TVs lit up and these monsters crawled out of the screen. Haymitch kept calling them Muttations, described them as having the body of a person but no face and moving in a way nothing else did. They ended up getting stuck on some exercise equipment that forced them through a torture workout the Muttations ran. Haymitch got stabbed in the leg. Katy's throat's burned pretty bad. The things eventually dissolved though and let them out of the room.
First time I've seen Haymitch that badly shaken up, actually. I haven't seen Katy yet, but she's stable apparently.
Stable isn't exactly the most reassuring way to put it. [ dick's making note to go check on them, if they're both alive today ig because it is already death day ooc ] The body of a person with no face... That sound familiar to you?
Incredibly. I've been thinking they might be our demons before they actually find new hosts or something but they sound a lot like what Beck, Higekiri and I saw. The face they disappeared also isn't that reassuring since that means they could be anywhere by now.
Maybe. Or maybe they're the old demons from last time. [ he taps his fingers on the bed as he thinks ] It's a stretch, but-- our current demons are spiritual possession only, as far as we know. So if they have a physical form... it's borrowed from something.
Old demons from last time or the old group from last time after they were already possessed. We already know that the demons last time also borrowed people's faces, so...[A shrug. He flips through the pages of his journal to where he wrote down Haymitch's account.]
It's day 27 right now. We're losing time and the rooms are getting worse. [Which makes the argument about breaking in a little funnier now.] But if they saw these things, we have to be getting closer to the source.
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[ 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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[ 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. ]
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Thought you knew spite was one of my best motivators.
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Say that one again when I'm closing up a stab wound without anesthetic or any alcohol.
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[ dick gets to be lazy and stay lying down in this game of gay chicken, so, honestly? he's winning ]
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Plus I'd have the gun.
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And how good's your aim with that thing, exactly?
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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.
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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?
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Are you worried about me? [Another casual question, and yet.]
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Yeah?
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...Haymitch came by last night while you were out. Updated me on some stuff including the room he and Katy broke into.
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Yeah? What happened?
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Blew up the door, found the gym. Haymitch said there was a TV on that was playing PSAs about exercising for better sex, except he and Katy both saw people they knew from back home. Katy destroyed the TV, but then all of the other TVs lit up and these monsters crawled out of the screen. Haymitch kept calling them Muttations, described them as having the body of a person but no face and moving in a way nothing else did. They ended up getting stuck on some exercise equipment that forced them through a torture workout the Muttations ran. Haymitch got stabbed in the leg. Katy's throat's burned pretty bad. The things eventually dissolved though and let them out of the room.
First time I've seen Haymitch that badly shaken up, actually. I haven't seen Katy yet, but she's stable apparently.
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Stable isn't exactly the most reassuring way to put it. [ dick's making note to go check on them, if they're both alive today ig because it is already death day ooc ] The body of a person with no face... That sound familiar to you?
[ it probably should, considering, but, ]
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It's day 27 right now. We're losing time and the rooms are getting worse. [Which makes the argument about breaking in a little funnier now.] But if they saw these things, we have to be getting closer to the source.
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27... [ he sighs ] We might be getting closer to the source, but it feels like we've raised more questions than we've answered.
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[He just...sighs.] ...we should probably get going. [He doesn't want to though which is why he doesn't move at all.]
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You're saying that, but you're the one lying on top of me right now.
[ like dick couldn't easily remove junpei but. uhhh he's comfortable also ]
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