Day 11

[pandatreasure]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOORING!

[Ah yes, there's the beautiful sound of Raquelle's voice ringing out over the loudspeakers to wake everyone the fuck up this fine and lovely morning. Don'tcha just love that raccoon screeching.]

I get it, I get it, you're all fat and happy after the holidays. Well, no more of that, that's for sure! You can trust us on that, you sure can, nyehehehehe! 'til then...Oooh, maybe we will have some corpses to mess with if you guys don't hurry your butts up.

Nyehehehehe!

[Aaaand with that, she's gone. What the hell is she talking about? Maybe take some time to check out all the cool new areas that have been found overnight and find out...]


((Content Warning: Investigation portions of this post are going to contain eye trauma/horror. The tag in which it actually appears will be marked in the subject, but please be aware of this before choosing to participate in the investigation!

For this investigation! because there's very little to find, there are going to be two toplevels for the locations containing stuff. Please give precedence to people who didn't find anything last time! Once the appropriate discoveries have been made, feel free to involve others in each thread.

Recyclr))

Comments

[cw_suicide]

... I meant why are you down here watching me futilely go at this lock which is unlikely to be opened without its key of which I am fully aware?

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

Why are you going futilely at this lock while fully aware it's unlikely to be opened without its key?

[cw_suicide]

Because I'm a drunken drunkard?

[cw_suicide]

[... well. he's used to being judged so he's cheerily follows after]

[flamingprick]

[Gonna just grab for him to drag him back down.]

[cw_suicide]

[falls straight on his ass, not even fighting it]

[flamingprick]

[That's fine, sitting on the floor can happen.]

Ready to talk now?

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

...Sure.

You could always try bolt cutters.

[suppressthedark]

[He's starting to fight his way out of the haze a little, and he focuses on her.]

...Door on the...fourth floor, all the way in..the back of a long hallway...Please...don't go in.

[suppressthedark]

[He gives a hiss of pain at being shoved, though he's like this because he's both a protag and also an intensely self-sacrificial idiot. sorry not sorry.

The meaning of Ulaz's words do filter through to him, and he doesn't struggle. If they're less, then-]

He's....He's okay? Akira...he's okay?

[suppressthedark]

[Hi kaiba, guess who looks like death! Ichigo slowly nods - lucid enough to not be slurring or mumbling anymore at this point, but still clearly out of it.]

...Nnn. Yeah....lived, somehow...

[cluelesscavewoman]

[Annnd she heads to the dorm rooms. Namely her room. She just walks in, leaving the door open, she doesn't even care.

Inside it's pretty much the same as all the other rooms. It's neat and tidy. Then there's the spare glitter sword and spear on the dresser, a few bottles of various booze on the desk that all appear to have been opened.]

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

Don't tell me you're disappointed.

[because no one is ever too injured for kaiba not to be a dick]

So, how intentional was this?

[cluelesscavewoman]

...[She just keeps glaring. It's going to take more than that to convince her.]

[suppressthedark]

[He wants to protest - this is something he does for her - but he can't find the energy, and it's...soothing. His own hand gently reaches for hers, wanting to hold her hand.]

...I'm...glad that I...didn't die. I...I wouldn't...want to leave you...Illya.

[He squeezes her hand, smiling softly.]

...Older siblings...come first because they...are the ones who protect those who come...after. I know...you're older than me, but...you're like...my sisters to me. You're precious...Illya.

[suppressthedark]

[Ichigo is conscious enough to not be slurring and mumbling at least, but he's still plainly pretty out of it - the way his remaining eye focuses and unfocuses pretty plainly shows that.]

...Hey, Rin. Hell...of a morning...huh?

[It's clear he's also in some pain, but.

[suppressthedark]

[Oh Minako, the shock was around last night, when he and Akira were bleeding out against a door.

He just blinks, squinting slightly at her, trying to concentrate - but it's hard when his entire world is foggy and everything hurts.]

...not like it mat'ers...wasn' a looker in the first...place...

[HEY SO MINAKO DID YOU KNOW ICHIGO HAS SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES]

[suppressthedark]

[Akira can probably feel him relax even through his hand, his eye slipping half-closed.]

....Thank you...

[If his hand is held, then it'll be alright. In this state, it's like he's a young child again, seeking out comfort in ways he hasn't let himself seek since he was nine.

Slowly, his eye closes, and soon - he's back to that darkness, but this time it's less lonely and cold; the warmth of Akira's hand in his the singular lifeline he has to the living world.]

[suppressthedark]

[He just scoffs, weakly attempting to wave off Kaiba's comment but unable to move his arm very much at all.]

We went...into the a room that had a sign...saying keep out. What....What do you think?

[suppressthedark]

Futayo...

[He reaches out for her, not liking the way she's looking - even though he's uncorodinated and just flails around uselessly, missing his mark.]

...Please. Don't go. There's a machine....you'll be hurt...promise me you won't go.

[cluelesscavewoman]

[It only makes her grip harder at the wrist she'd grabbed.]

What type of machine? Was it a god of war?

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

There is a difference between 'looking for something' and 'looking for something in particular.' I am simply asking which you were doing.

[cw_suicide]

And where would I get bolt cutters?

[cw_suicide]

[what part of any of this makes you think any kind of want to talk will occur?]

Not really.

[purrtagonist]

I don't. . . know.

[he admits with some difficulty, but he's struggling so hard to stay awake. to tell this story]

It was hidden behind a c. . . curtain. Didn't see what it was. Barely got c-close enough to pull it aside before the machine kicked into gear, and--

[well]

[bad things happened]