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

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

[okay so that is much more the expression kaiba is used to receiving on a regular basis but still whoops? he shrugs again]

...Maybe swap out a coffee for a latte. Extra calcium.

[flamingprick]

There is a point to it: you won't smell so bad afterwards.

i had to

[suppressthedark]

[DON'T JUST THROW HIS EYE IN THE TRASH YOU ANIMAL, THE RACCOONS ARE GOING TO FUCKING EAT IT]

>P

[cw_suicide]

[IDIOT SHOUNENS WHO ALMOST GET THEMSELVES KILLED GET NO SAY.]

[cw_suicide]

[surly looks because... what if. mind your business.]

This should probably be a private thread but w/e

[cluelesscavewoman]

[She's had them one night! ...Well she could drink them in that time, but rules. She doesn't like that rule but it's there.

She watches him from where she's fell to sit cross-legged on the floor with her bottle of wine. Don't get greedy you strange man.

Most the bottles are only missing a little bit, like she'd only tasted them before picking one. Though there is a bottle of plum wine that's missing more. She likes that one.

[cluelesscavewoman]

...That is a god of war...

[Completely deadpan. She knows her military equipment.]

If I had Tonbokiri then I could...

[suppressthedark]

[My dude he hasn't seen Akechi all day.]

...N...No. Should apologize....

[I mean, finding an eyeball in your coffee definitely isn't pleasant, right?

He slowly shakes his head.]

Was...only in the room, I think...didn't come after us when we shut the door...

[suppressthedark]

[He's a little worried about how cold she is, but he's so out of it that he can't really complain, just watching her from his single eye.]

....Shirou...sounds like a good guy.

[You're basically an alternate universe shirou, Ichigo...]

...But I know. I'll try....not to get hurt anymore. Okay...?

[He's really starting to trail off, fighting to stay awake.]

[suppressthedark]

[Did she just call him dumb

Man, if he were more together, he'd be so mad at that. As it is, he just looks vaguely annoyed.]

...Don' matter when ev'ryone...sees you as a thug...even if you'r' not....

[suppressthedark]

[....He's not conscious enough for this, dear god. He just groans, raising a hand to put over his remaining eye.]

Sounds...terrible. Who'd...write something like that?

[suppressthedark]

[Whatever you say, Futayo. He shakes his head.]

...But...you don't. So don't....go in there. please. Might not....make it out otherwise...and I...don't want to lose a friend.

[cluelesscavewoman]

[That makes her look again... Then she slumps back down, letting her hand slip from his wrist.]

Judgment...

[If she can't do that then she's going to reach for the other thing she brought with her spear. And she maneuvers herself to sit on the floor so she can twist the bottle cap properly.

Just causally starts drinking straight from the wine bottle.]

[fineprinted]

Of course.

[ ... ]

Do you know who attacked you, at least? Please, any detail would be helpful.

[purrtagonist]

I'll t-think about it.

[dry amusement, at least]

[purrtagonist]

. . . not a "who."

A "what."

[so that's a "yes, he does remember."]

[insurgeont]

He will live.

[ Technically Ulaz can't 100% guarantee that, but he's never been one to get hung up on uncertainties. ]

Worry about yourself first. You have lost a lot of blood.

[ The puncture wounds are simple enough to deal with, those mostly just need pressure and bandages, that he can delegate to one of the aspiring nurses hanging around, probably Will, Will's sufficiently not incompetent to pass muster. He's got to make sure the needle's all clean and sterile for what's coming next. ]

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

You should. Tainting a man's coffee is a serious offense.

[dry, dry, dry... well, kaiba's sure there's been plenty of yelling from other parties. he does better at cataloguing the danger robot, which he imagines has buzzsaws and other weapons on robotic arms like out of a cartoon]

And it being stationary is a small favor, at least. No threat until someone goes in there again. You seem lucid enough, so there's probably no poison or intentionally infectious agents, either. Surprising, but convenient in this case, I suppose.

Anything else to report?

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

You'll have the time. Can even catch up on sleep between getting to know the alien better. I'm sure it'll be terribly exciting.

[purrtagonist]

[he seems to relax, to slump in on himself when he hears that, a shaky (albeit relieved) breath escaping from his lungs]

Not as much as-- h-him.

[the pressure on the bullet wound hurts, but Akira manages to keep his hissing and his whining to himself. he's trying to be a good patient]

[purrtagonist]

I'd ask if h-he's a good conversationalist, but I d-don't. . . talk. . . in my-- [another breath] -- sleep.

[insurgeont]

He is alive and stable. I would not describe either of you as "okay."

[worldcup]

...

[ She's quiet for a moment, because there's something about that that makes her a little sad. Illya already thought about her brother earlier, and-- ]

That better be a promise.

[suppressthedark]

[Futayo why are you drinking you're underage???

He looks a little alarmed, actually.]

Where...Where did you get...?

[blueeyeswaifudragon]

How do you know? Aren't you generally asleep while you're sleeping?