[ He looks at the food court. What the fuck is that. What's a dollar. ]
It is a bit difficult to pursue her as a suspect for... multiple reasons.
[ Her being the kiddiest of kids, covered in soot, unreadable, quiet, and everyone is just fond of leaving her alone... Daan would've maybe had more thoughts last week if he wasn't busy being fucked up and entertained by trial more than interested in solving it, but it's too late now. ]
[ looks at him looking at the food court. she has a silly cat smirk. he looks funny. as if she ALSO wasn't like "what the fuck is that" earlier but that was earlier and this is now. ]
Just because she's a kid doesn't mean she can't not be possessed by a monster that is happy to keep taking you guys out one by one.
[ she would've at least had no qualms killing the child herself. but she does understand that well, he was also possessed and ain't like his monster was gonna care about catching one SOOO. c'est la vie. she's not french she does not think that. but those are the vibes? NOT FRENCH VIBES, THE IT IS WHAT IT IS VIBES. ]
Guess the other side'll have to deal with it. Unless someone else decides to take her out themselves.
Yes, and maybe that's why. Most people would be more willing to be gentler to a child.
[ She's BARELY a teenager, even. It's easy to think that monster possession of a child is exactly the kind of horseshit this place would pull.
French Izutsumi, help. ]
...We can only wait and watch, see what happens.
[ Nothing they can do about it. Well they can send letters, Daan did. He won't know if it got censored or not until he gets a response. Anyway, music aisle? He's picking a record off the shelf. I do not know if Costco normally would sell records. I guess I just assign it real. ]
Don't suppose I'll have to pay for this... I feel like I haven't paid for anything proper in a long time.
Not gonna help 'em if they don't do anything about it but.
[ a shrug. not like she's gonna spend time writing letters to tell them, that's work for everyone else. honestly when people spend time writing she's probably just chilling napping. she is never spotted writing, imagine HER writing. but she doesn't argue against the waiting and watch. do they have screens at scartabasco? who knows.
but yeah, music aisle! WE ASSIGN RECORDS TO TABASCOLAND. assigned real and true, mods can't stop us. ]
Why would we need to pay for it? Just take it.
[ his looting and her not care to think about it. ]
[ Daan is so kind.... he could, but also she's so awkward she doesn't know or like to express her feelings. they would spend like 30 mins sitting in a room with him waiting to write and she's just :man_standing: cause she doesn't know what to say. ]
I am happy. I finally have my freedom, what's there not to be happy about that?
[ a feeling of lost. ] Just not entirely sure what to do after I deal with the mage that cursed me, I guess. Outside doing what I wanna do.
[ she grows quiet at that, picking at a round record just to squint at it and sniff. disco... ]
Dunno. I was still really young when I was bought. Later learned the stupid "young master's" father was drunk and wanted to gift one of the retainer's a cat. [ SHE WAS THE CAT!!! ] She put a curse on me so if I ran off I'd more or less die.
Sometimes, you'll spend your time looking for something so much that you never really consider what you'd do once you find it.
[ She's so young to be dealing with all this bullshit. He can't really do anything beyond feel... sympathy? Not sure. More like a 'that sucks' feel but you know, less nonchalant. ]
[ Soooo funny how like two people talked to him about this right before he d*ed. ]
...I don't know.
[ The feeling is equally as lost, but also with a heavy sense of hollow. It's not a secret and it's not something uncertain either -- it's been a thing for a while now. ]
she grows quiet, staring a bit off until she sets away that record and looks at him. searching, curious. ]
Don't know because you haven't thought of it? Or because of how things are.
[ her tail slowly aways, because those would be two very different I don't know's. one is just indecision, another is partly because it could be out of your control. trapped, for one example. ]
My wife and father-in-law are both dead. I'm not certain whether he'd left me anything in his will, but due to the... nature, of how I found them, I suspect that my name would be put under scrutiny by the police. And if he didn't, well... that'd be that. I don't have any blood claim to his estate, since I'm the outsider he took in off the streets.
With that besides, I don't know that I'd be able to -- I don't know. Everything I've been through, Prehevil and here, I'm different. I don't know that I could just go back and return to normalcy. It'd be pretend at best.
[ He could take the deal, perhaps. But that's not a kind of homecoming people would like him saying either. He can only repeat it again: ]
[ well... there are blips of surprise when he shares this, starts to talk about himself. maybe she wasn't expecting it? didn't think he'd share much with her so she listens.
her tail droops low, the ends of it twitching side to side, an ear flicking and her gaze drops in turn. quietly, she reaches out to take a small part of her sleeve in between her fingers. just to hold. is this a comforting gesture? probably an attempt to - because he will quickly learn she is terrible at this kind of thing. how does someone properly comfort another person when she hasn't had the kind of treatment almost her whole life, not until now and.
just quietly holds onto his sleeve, before her eyes look back at him. ]
[ He's surprised at the gesture but only vaguely, just that he wouldn't expect her to come to him. He's also not a physical comforter, not outside perhaps a vague shoulder pat at best, so... ]
...
[ The emotion is nothing but doubt and uncertainty. He's been here a month and if anything, it's been a downward decline. He's worse-off and he was already bad to begin with! But he doesn't say that out loud because what's the benefit in being a Debbie Downer at other people when everyone feels pretty terrible too. ]
[ sometimes, very rarely, the cat will come the rest of the way. there's feelings of unsure, uncertainty, still there. not really about him but regarding what she's doing. as if it's even worth trying but.
it's there. her ear flicks, still holding on until she does a little tug. ]
Let's head back.
[ back to his room to set up his new record player! ]
[ They are truly winning having an entire goddamn Costco. If she doesn't have a wishlist for like a funny stresstoy or something, they can waddle their way back to the apartments.
Record goes on side table, playing a nice and chill jazz sort of thing. ]
[ This goblin-ass icon. Anyway I would choose something more fun like this but he wouldn't choose this unless he was asked specifically to pick something groovy, otherwise it's music similar to the music in the Bop. Quiet chill stuff.
Just looking at the state of his apartment like this. ]
[ what do you expect from her!!!! and it really could be a bop, but it ISN'T. and it isn't as if izutsumi is gonna be like >:/ CHANGE IT, THIS IS BORING.
she just sits somewhere, watching with swishes of her tail. ]
Sure? Just a bit reluctant to start getting attached to it in a place like this, but I don't care to be that possessive over a temporary hotel room anyway.
Stupid. [ exasperated. ] Obviously temporary. Ain't like we gonna stay here, and definitely not leave you behind.
[ HUFFS. lounging to get comfy. i hope he has something else other than a bed to rest and or sit on because otherwise i guess she's just on that bed with the duvet not completely tucked in on the corners. like a true evil cat ]
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Obviously. [ IT REALLY IS ] Though it's wilder to see people let the soot girl get away for the third time with her kills.
[ RIP PAZU ]
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It is a bit difficult to pursue her as a suspect for... multiple reasons.
[ Her being the kiddiest of kids, covered in soot, unreadable, quiet, and everyone is just fond of leaving her alone... Daan would've maybe had more thoughts last week if he wasn't busy being fucked up and entertained by trial more than interested in solving it, but it's too late now. ]
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Just because she's a kid doesn't mean she can't not be possessed by a monster that is happy to keep taking you guys out one by one.
[ she would've at least had no qualms killing the child herself. but she does understand that well, he was also possessed and ain't like his monster was gonna care about catching one SOOO. c'est la vie. she's not french she does not think that. but those are the vibes? NOT FRENCH VIBES, THE IT IS WHAT IT IS VIBES. ]
Guess the other side'll have to deal with it. Unless someone else decides to take her out themselves.
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[ She's BARELY a teenager, even. It's easy to think that monster possession of a child is exactly the kind of horseshit this place would pull.
French Izutsumi, help. ]
...We can only wait and watch, see what happens.
[ Nothing they can do about it. Well they can send letters, Daan did. He won't know if it got censored or not until he gets a response. Anyway, music aisle? He's picking a record off the shelf. I do not know if Costco normally would sell records. I guess I just assign it real. ]
Don't suppose I'll have to pay for this... I feel like I haven't paid for anything proper in a long time.
[ So much looting...... ]
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[ a shrug. not like she's gonna spend time writing letters to tell them, that's work for everyone else. honestly when people spend time writing she's probably just chilling napping. she is never spotted writing, imagine HER writing. but she doesn't argue against the waiting and watch. do they have screens at scartabasco? who knows.
but yeah, music aisle! WE ASSIGN RECORDS TO TABASCOLAND. assigned real and true, mods can't stop us. ]
Why would we need to pay for it? Just take it.
[ his looting and her not care to think about it. ]
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You really do live with a carefree attitude, don't you?
[ YOU COULD AT LEAST SEND A LETTER TO LAVI IZUTSUMI!! He has obtained 1-2 records and 1 simple record player. ]
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[ at that... she just smiles at him, cat-like even though the feelings coming through are... dull. ]
Why not? Having my freedom after everything, why wouldn't I?
[ MAYBE SHE CAN'T WRITE, HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THAT, DAAN!!! YOU GREW UP IN CAGES but yaay Daan your music, yippeee!! ]
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Do you really?
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Obviously.
[ it's kinda all she has going for her? ]
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...
But I guess that's a hard thing to reach when we're all still stuck in all this.
[ So that'd be fair. ]
How long since you were bought out from the cages?
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[ a feeling of lost. ] Just not entirely sure what to do after I deal with the mage that cursed me, I guess. Outside doing what I wanna do.
[ she grows quiet at that, picking at a round record just to squint at it and sniff. disco... ]
Dunno. I was still really young when I was bought. Later learned the stupid "young master's" father was drunk and wanted to gift one of the retainer's a cat. [ SHE WAS THE CAT!!! ] She put a curse on me so if I ran off I'd more or less die.
[ says this nonchalantly. it's whatever now!! ]
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[ She's so young to be dealing with all this bullshit. He can't really do anything beyond feel... sympathy? Not sure. More like a 'that sucks' feel but you know, less nonchalant. ]
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[ turn a question back over his way, because she doesn't know how to respond to the sympathy. she's too awkward :pensive: ]
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...I don't know.
[ The feeling is equally as lost, but also with a heavy sense of hollow. It's not a secret and it's not something uncertain either -- it's been a thing for a while now. ]
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she grows quiet, staring a bit off until she sets away that record and looks at him. searching, curious. ]
Don't know because you haven't thought of it? Or because of how things are.
[ her tail slowly aways, because those would be two very different I don't know's. one is just indecision, another is partly because it could be out of your control. trapped, for one example. ]
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With that besides, I don't know that I'd be able to -- I don't know. Everything I've been through, Prehevil and here, I'm different. I don't know that I could just go back and return to normalcy. It'd be pretend at best.
[ He could take the deal, perhaps. But that's not a kind of homecoming people would like him saying either. He can only repeat it again: ]
...I don't know.
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her tail droops low, the ends of it twitching side to side, an ear flicking and her gaze drops in turn. quietly, she reaches out to take a small part of her sleeve in between her fingers. just to hold. is this a comforting gesture? probably an attempt to - because he will quickly learn she is terrible at this kind of thing. how does someone properly comfort another person when she hasn't had the kind of treatment almost her whole life, not until now and.
just quietly holds onto his sleeve, before her eyes look back at him. ]
Maybe you'll figure it out here.
[ try something different. find another answer. ]
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...
[ The emotion is nothing but doubt and uncertainty. He's been here a month and if anything, it's been a downward decline. He's worse-off and he was already bad to begin with! But he doesn't say that out loud because what's the benefit in being a Debbie Downer at other people when everyone feels pretty terrible too. ]
Maybe.
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it's there. her ear flicks, still holding on until she does a little tug. ]
Let's head back.
[ back to his room to set up his new record player! ]
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[ They are truly winning having an entire goddamn Costco. If she doesn't have a wishlist for like a funny stresstoy or something, they can waddle their way back to the apartments.
Record goes on side table, playing a nice and chill jazz sort of thing. ]
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[ a wholeass costco for them. but yeah nah, she's already moving along back to the apartments.
so.... (bee movie voice) ya like jazz? ]
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Just looking at the state of his apartment like this. ]
...Comfortable enough, I think. A bit better.
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she just sits somewhere, watching with swishes of her tail. ]
Less creepy. More homey?
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Hopefully temporary.
[ Just lives in Silent Hell forever... ]
It's just a room to sleep in, in the end.
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[ HUFFS. lounging to get comfy. i hope he has something else other than a bed to rest and or sit on because otherwise i guess she's just on that bed with the duvet not completely tucked in on the corners. like a true evil cat ]
But may as well be comfortable till then.
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