[ The normal person method of checking up on people: texting them and seeing if they're okay, not bodily dragging them home so they're forced to remain in close proximity. ]
...Fine. Write down your number and give it to me.
[ He keeps making bad decisions, like giving away his personal contact information without getting anything in return, but what choice does he have when he doesn't have his phone here? Very little, so he puts his full name in and the phone number before handing it back. ]
So Blue took this thing hostage and had to give it back to you, huh? Did the battery drain at all since it was taken? It should be dead.
[ Imagine Blue mugging somebody, and then courtesy charging their phone... ]
Obviously I'm curious. I don't know where I'm staying or with who, though. I was thinking the hallway again, though— people have to pass through it, and they've been sloppy enough as to leave things behind.
[ "Sloppy" is putting it mildly. EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS A MESS. ]
You realize this house probably keeps people in a different space from the murders using some kind of ability, right? [ Another pause. ] And if it didn't, you run the risk of being covered in blood or anything else from the possible crime.
...If it's just blood, I can handle it. Why, do you think it's better to just stay in our rooms and out of the way? No matter where they stay, people have been getting hurt.
[ There is no safe space, people are going to get messy no matter where they are ]
[ He only has his coat left, but that has him thinking. ]
Each week, there seems to be a new floor added to this place. They might be kept in a room we can't gain access to until closer to the end.
[ The barriers are rude for keeping them from exploring it all in one go. He's going to walk over to plop down on the edge of the bed. He's still missing a shirt so he's just bandages bandages bandages. ]
[ Searching Ayabe's face for a moment before he turns around to face him, crossing his legs on the bed. ]
Fine fine. You aren't going to like it though.
[ He'll hold out his arm so Ayabe can help take that one off, while he uses his other hand to pull off the one on his neck. If he's paying attention to that one, he will basically see a rope burn scar. ]
[ Oh, he really does not like this, careful in his unwrapping of the bandages to see how recent they are, it's been several weeks since Dazai had come here ]
[ His arm will have scars that appear to be from a knife or something else. Some of them are over a month old, while others are faded from over a year ago. ]
I did this to me. The boss had a hard time keeping me alive for the last year.
[ He can feel his heart sink despite Dazai saying it to him again and again, not wanting to believe it even when all the evidence is laid out in front of him like this.
"Why?" he wants to ask, but he doesn't want to pry into the reasons- does he need any more of a reason, seeing what he already saw? A splash of blood and a crazed face, the numbness existing from even before.
Ayabe breathes out, placing a hand over the scars on Dazai's arm, like he could cover them and make them have never existed. ]
...Has it been any better here? Is there anything I can do?
[ His eyes widen for a moment, both from his words and his actions. No one really touches him like that.
Then he'll turn his attention quickly to his other arm to pull the bandages off. In case he's wondering, it's the same thing over on the side too. ]
...It's been different here. It's hard to see what makes life worth living at times, but now and then I do actually feel something. It's interesting at times.
[ Why can't Dazai's non-dominant hand give himself a break /:
But there it is again, that "interesting" that worries Ayabe just as much as the marks on Dazai's arms and neck, where he wishes he could find something else for Dazai to latch onto instead. But in a place like this, bleak as it always is, it's hard. ]
Hold onto those times.
[ Even if it's dangerous, even if Ayabe hates it, no matter what it takes, hold onto it ]
There'll be more, and you'll find new things. I'm sure of it.
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I'm not letting Chuuya go back to that same situation either, are you stupid?
[ HE'S GOING TO BE WORRIED ABOUT BOTH OF THEM this doesn't help ]
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[ It's up to Chuuya. ]
If you're going to worry, we could exchange numbers to check up on us.
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...Fine. Write down your number and give it to me.
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Just put it in.
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So Blue took this thing hostage and had to give it back to you, huh? Did the battery drain at all since it was taken? It should be dead.
[ Imagine Blue mugging somebody, and then courtesy charging their phone... ]
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[ He's at 2/3 for rights so far \o/
And it looks charged so maybe he did that. Kept everyone's phones charged. ]
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Save the battery. On Thursday, near midnight, take a video of what's going on while we're asleep. How long can you take one for?
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[ Thinking about it for a moment. ]
Are you going to be staying with that group again?
[ Does he have to wonder if his roommate is yeeting his brain cells again ]
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[ "Sloppy" is putting it mildly. EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS A MESS. ]
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You realize this house probably keeps people in a different space from the murders using some kind of ability, right? [ Another pause. ] And if it didn't, you run the risk of being covered in blood or anything else from the possible crime.
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[ There is no safe space, people are going to get messy no matter where they are ]
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[ And the others were killed in other locations. Dead smell just happens for some reason in rooms. ]
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[ He doesn't want that to happen either...... it already smells like weed, they don't need corpse smell on top of that ]
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[ He showered after that smell from Mammon's room after all. ]
Mammon was killed by the Chandelier in the ballroom. I got my phone after guessing that right.
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[ It's gross. House, stop. ]
It's such a stupid "game," deducing how people die. People have been getting different things- they should be stored somewhere in the house, right?
[ He has nothing left to regain anyways so at least he has no pressure on getting bonus votes right ]
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Each week, there seems to be a new floor added to this place. They might be kept in a room we can't gain access to until closer to the end.
[ The barriers are rude for keeping them from exploring it all in one go. He's going to walk over to plop down on the edge of the bed. He's still missing a shirt so he's just bandages bandages bandages. ]
It sounds like he gets amusement from it.
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[ Squints at those bandages tbh ]
Do you need help with those? You won't be able to see in the mirror.
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[ That's lewd, Ayabe. ]
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[ Take it off. ]
CW: implied suicide attempts cause dem scars
Fine fine. You aren't going to like it though.
[ He'll hold out his arm so Ayabe can help take that one off, while he uses his other hand to pull off the one on his neck. If he's paying attention to that one, he will basically see a rope burn scar. ]
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Did they do this to you?
[ the mafia ]
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I did this to me. The boss had a hard time keeping me alive for the last year.
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"Why?" he wants to ask, but he doesn't want to pry into the reasons- does he need any more of a reason, seeing what he already saw? A splash of blood and a crazed face, the numbness existing from even before.
Ayabe breathes out, placing a hand over the scars on Dazai's arm, like he could cover them and make them have never existed. ]
...Has it been any better here? Is there anything I can do?
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Then he'll turn his attention quickly to his other arm to pull the bandages off. In case he's wondering, it's the same thing over on the side too. ]
...It's been different here. It's hard to see what makes life worth living at times, but now and then I do actually feel something. It's interesting at times.
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But there it is again, that "interesting" that worries Ayabe just as much as the marks on Dazai's arms and neck, where he wishes he could find something else for Dazai to latch onto instead. But in a place like this, bleak as it always is, it's hard. ]
Hold onto those times.
[ Even if it's dangerous, even if Ayabe hates it, no matter what it takes, hold onto it ]
There'll be more, and you'll find new things. I'm sure of it.
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i keep forgetting we can still memshare in this thread.
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