There's hurt and then there's going through a ton of crap emotionally, y'know.
[ he will not ignore it. ]
I'm gonna be blunt -- you know you not checking in with her has nothing to do with what happened, right? You might feel like crap about it, all we had were suspicions it could happen again, hope it wouldn't and a 1/29 chance of it being us if it did.
[ this response is a little shorter than his usual, if still polite - lu bixing shakes his head. whatever little trauma was there is shut down and put away, packed into a box. ]
You're right, it was up to chance, if it were going to happen again. I'm sure we'll be subjected to the entire song and dance of last week again, too.
[ that seems healthy. healthy enough he raises an eyebrow slightly. ]
… Don’t let it come back and bite you, that’s all. As much as most of expected this would happen, I don’t think we’re going to be getting any nice, long breaks for mental health purposes while we’re here.
[ he sighs. ]
Probably. And if we don’t figure it out, we might get haunted and told we have Weedy’s for brains.
[ its fine its not like this hits on an extremely specific trauma or anything
sweaty. he gives him a little bit of a smile, though, a little apologetic. a sort of 'thank you for dropping it'. ] No, I doubt it - that wouldn't be very hell-like, now would it?
[ not much suffering. the last part has him sigh, as he lifts a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. ]
It's true. We'll need to make a list of potential places to investigate quickly in order to get off the ground.
We'll hear where she was soon enough. Or worst case scenario we can start with her room and go from there if we don't get any leads. Something related to her is better than guessing until we get a hit.
[ honestly though if anyone has the right to haunt them all for poor life choices, it's eto. ]
The... picture with the announcement. It looked like a bullet hole through glass? The mirror maze, maybe?
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[ he says, quietly - lacking all of his usual energy. it's not like he's not used to loss, but it just... too soon. too quickly. too much. again. ]
... How are you?
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[ it's not a gloat, just an observation. ]
Do you know where she stayed last night? We know where she wasn't.
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[ besides his like, arm. also he's ignoring the emotionally wrung out part let him disassociate
which. the second part makes him shake his head, brows knitting together. ]
No... no, I don't. I - [ .... ] I didn't check in. [ and she died. he didn't check in, and she died. ]
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[ he will not ignore it. ]
I'm gonna be blunt -- you know you not checking in with her has nothing to do with what happened, right? You might feel like crap about it, all we had were suspicions it could happen again, hope it wouldn't and a 1/29 chance of it being us if it did.
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[ this response is a little shorter than his usual, if still polite - lu bixing shakes his head. whatever little trauma was there is shut down and put away, packed into a box. ]
You're right, it was up to chance, if it were going to happen again. I'm sure we'll be subjected to the entire song and dance of last week again, too.
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… Don’t let it come back and bite you, that’s all. As much as most of expected this would happen, I don’t think we’re going to be getting any nice, long breaks for mental health purposes while we’re here.
[ he sighs. ]
Probably. And if we don’t figure it out, we might get haunted and told we have Weedy’s for brains.
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sweaty. he gives him a little bit of a smile, though, a little apologetic. a sort of 'thank you for dropping it'. ] No, I doubt it - that wouldn't be very hell-like, now would it?
[ not much suffering. the last part has him sigh, as he lifts a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. ]
It's true. We'll need to make a list of potential places to investigate quickly in order to get off the ground.
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[ honestly though if anyone has the right to haunt them all for poor life choices, it's eto. ]
The... picture with the announcement. It looked like a bullet hole through glass? The mirror maze, maybe?