[ while yoru plays around on a beanbag, clearly having the time of his life being stuck in it, kon - now redressed - stands with his arms crossed staring at the tv.
an episode of big bang theory is playing. ]
Oh, we really are in Hell if they're playing this.
[ what once was them minding their own business becomes yoru yelping in surprise at the sound of the cheerful, spoopy music in stereo on their phones, the shadows sweeping over everything, the unknown moment that this situation has given them.
kon frowns once he's patted yoru on the head, where he's seated in his own chair from where they were messing with the computers and an attempt at LoL. after, he gets up, making his way towards the door, wanting to see if maybe the power went out for a moment, or if anyone else had that happen.
nothing budges. ]
... hey, uh, D. Door's locked. I thought that might've been a power flicker, whatever that counts for in a place like Hell, but it's not budging.
[ setting after they've kinda had time to break...
he comes to find her, wherever she's holed herself up at. yoru's offline - eyes closed, expression neutral, nestled against kon's shoulder - for his own good. kon kind of wishes he could do the same, but he bumps his shoulder into dva's. ]
[ she is actually right back in the computer lab, maybe she never left...
kon bumping her shoulder shakes her from where she was just staring at the screen, bubbles dancing around it, the screen saver having kicked in. ]
Oh...hey.
[ she sighs, looking very unsure, but still saying: ] Maybe it's some kind of prank and Hunter will come out and laugh at us for thinking it was real...?
[ yoru stays there comfortably, tapping his hands on the edge of the keyboard when he's not holding onto dva's arm.
kon is... actually on the floor right now, on his back in full :contemplates: at the moment as he stares at the ceiling. ]
Welcome to Hell, welcome to Hell... [ tonelessly ] He just - god, I should have pressed about the gun thing, when we were doing that item checkover. Maybe we would've caught him sooner. Did your gun come with any ammo?
Fancy Yoru! [ he cheers and poses for her picture, and kon snorts as he watches this, trying to figure out how to layer certain clothes to make them less slutty. ]
Definitely fancy, buddy. Surprised they're staying on your football shaped head.
kon gets up from where he was seated when their phones go off and the shadows flow through hell, leaving a dressed yoru with dva as he goes to try the doors just like last week.
rattle rattle. ]
Somebody's dying tonight. [ grim ] Doors are locked again.
[ yoru doesn't 100% understand what's going on in this place, considering he's been spending the past two trials with the demons, but he's good at comforting. he keeps patting dva's face where she hugs him.
kon's packing his kiseru with some hash, instead of flower or bud weed, giving her a moment to disassociate. ]
he rolls an onion across his cutting board, and then quickly takes his knife in hand to chop off an edge while it's midroll. it comes to a stop on the now-flat side. ]
Katsu curry and korokke. Involved but familiar. [ there was definitely more force than was strictly necessary to cut this onion. ]
[ back in the movie theater...it's a lot quieter this time around. lonely...even with the three of them here. (yoru is counted) there is popcorn and other snacks, some shitty beer, and the good kush. they're really just here trying to vibe away the bad feels.
oh and national treasure is playing. nic cage for the soul. ]
[ yoru is currently swaddled in a beach towel from the shop tbh, in lieu of a blanket, since the texture doesn't matter for him so much as the sensation of being (their) babey.
kon has his feet propped up diagonal ways on the row of seats in front of them, ankles crossed. he just - dissociates. he's had a few different things today after execution where he's worked his frustration out, but now he needs the wind down.
which means he's lighting that good kush in his kiseru. ]
[ museum tiiiiime. makes a note for them to watch night at the museum next. ]
Oh this is a good one. [ she stops in front of a painting of a crashed hoverbike, with a younger version of herself posing in front of it. there's a young boy next to her, looking exhausted.]
Daehyun was so man at me that day, but we won the race, so it's fine.
[ they sure are alone here! and, honestly, kon probably hedged towards frustrated if she disagreed with them leaving the dorms still. (admittedly, he apologizes afterwards. :( sorry, hana.) he just wants them to be harder to find, if they get targeted.
especially with him being hurt.
they can just set up a nest with the museum benches scootched into a fort or something. ]
kon absently runs his fingers through her hair, his right side pillowed carefully, staring up at the underside of the week-long empty top bunk. yoru is in fact the comfiest of the three, as he hugs onto his build-a-buddy and seems to be frowning a mighty :C frown. ]
Did Childe go after Chandra, or did Chandra go after Childe? Either way, Chandra killed him - and then he was killed. And we don't even know if any participant was aware of the order of things, either, or what was precisely going on.
[ hi hana, we're meeting in the dorm hallway because that's easiest. with it being alpha week, and kon already being the way he is, he does not hesitate to greet her today. ]
Hi. [ surprise! yoru covers his eyes with his hands from the floor where he stands in his dinosaur kigu. ] They're throwing a masquerade party in a couple days. Wanna be my date?
she does return the kiss, after a brief moment of "holy fuck", and just holds onto him bc i guess weak ankles??? alright meg. nah she just has jelly legs from the sudden SMOOCH.
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Well happy Monday to you too, oof. [ roblox oof (no) ] Ya know, I think that sounds pretty fun and fresh. So yes, thank you.
[ presumably, the room is as it's always been. there are the bottles of chemicals - properly labeled, unlike his test tubes - still inhabiting the bookcase. the books are stacked up next to it, neatly. atop the stack is yoru's jetpack.
the underside of his bed is still jampacked with things, a mess of chaos, but uriel's top bunk is spotless.
yoru is still sleepy, even after the trial has ended. but he's aware enough that he reaches up to hold her face gently, patting, before he starts to replay what basically equates to a midi version of one of zhanlu's lullabies. ]
[ kon figures there's one place that dva's going to want to go, and immediately takes her there after she's gotten her fill of kissing him in public and flying tokki around.
the arcade.
he definitely walks her to it while covering her eyes, before lifting them once they step in. ]
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wknd 0, sunday
an episode of big bang theory is playing. ]
Oh, we really are in Hell if they're playing this.
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I could think of some other things to play in Hell, but this is definitely one of the worst.
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wk 0, thursday curfew
kon frowns once he's patted yoru on the head, where he's seated in his own chair from where they were messing with the computers and an attempt at LoL. after, he gets up, making his way towards the door, wanting to see if maybe the power went out for a moment, or if anyone else had that happen.
nothing budges. ]
... hey, uh, D. Door's locked. I thought that might've been a power flicker, whatever that counts for in a place like Hell, but it's not budging.
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That's suspicious...hm. [ takes out phone and checks ]
Phone's not working either. If this is some kind of prank, it's not very funny.
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wk 0, friday
he comes to find her, wherever she's holed herself up at. yoru's offline - eyes closed, expression neutral, nestled against kon's shoulder - for his own good. kon kind of wishes he could do the same, but he bumps his shoulder into dva's. ]
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kon bumping her shoulder shakes her from where she was just staring at the screen, bubbles dancing around it, the screen saver having kicked in. ]
Oh...hey.
[ she sighs, looking very unsure, but still saying: ] Maybe it's some kind of prank and Hunter will come out and laugh at us for thinking it was real...?
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week 0, saturday
dva is holding yoru, bc it's what she deserves and yoru probably needs it also. she is just clicking away at solitaire. mumbles: ]
Hateful, hateful day...
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kon is... actually on the floor right now, on his back in full :contemplates: at the moment as he stares at the ceiling. ]
Welcome to Hell, welcome to Hell... [ tonelessly ] He just - god, I should have pressed about the gun thing, when we were doing that item checkover. Maybe we would've caught him sooner. Did your gun come with any ammo?
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week 1, monday
rather than picking out something for herself, dva has picked out a sick pair of shades and placed them on yoru. ]
Yoru, so stylish!! 10/10!!
[ she snaps a picture of the cutest robot in all of hell ]
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Definitely fancy, buddy. Surprised they're staying on your football shaped head.
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wk 1, thursday curfew
kon gets up from where he was seated when their phones go off and the shadows flow through hell, leaving a dressed yoru with dva as he goes to try the doors just like last week.
rattle rattle. ]
Somebody's dying tonight. [ grim ] Doors are locked again.
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History repeats itself, as usual...
[ she just holds yoru close. ]
Wonder who it'll be this time...
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week 1, saturday
she is just laying down, head in his lap, and holding yoru.
exhausted. ]
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kon's packing his kiseru with some hash, instead of flower or bud weed, giving her a moment to disassociate. ]
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week 2, monday
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i would build you your own wall to wall aquarium with bright pink and blue decor and rocks.
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week 2, saturday
anyways. hello kon. here is dva, she's going to sit on a countertop, that is not the one kon is currently using. ]
What're you making?
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he rolls an onion across his cutting board, and then quickly takes his knife in hand to chop off an edge while it's midroll. it comes to a stop on the now-flat side. ]
Katsu curry and korokke. Involved but familiar. [ there was definitely more force than was strictly necessary to cut this onion. ]
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week 2, sunday
oh and national treasure is playing. nic cage for the soul. ]
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kon has his feet propped up diagonal ways on the row of seats in front of them, ankles crossed. he just - dissociates. he's had a few different things today after execution where he's worked his frustration out, but now he needs the wind down.
which means he's lighting that good kush in his kiseru. ]
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week 3, monday
Oh this is a good one. [ she stops in front of a painting of a crashed hoverbike, with a younger version of herself posing in front of it. there's a young boy next to her, looking exhausted.]
Daehyun was so man at me that day, but we won the race, so it's fine.
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Dude looks like you've put him through the ringer. [ laughing a little at daehyun. poor guy really is just stressed at all times because of you. ]
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week 3, thursday
cant believe theyre alone in this museum. hateful. assume dva brought blankets and pillows and of med supplies. shes gonna be sticky. ]
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especially with him being hurt.
they can just set up a nest with the museum benches scootched into a fort or something. ]
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week 4, saturday
they are just vibing in kon's room, a little pile of exhaustion. yoru is the comfiest of the three of them, guaranteed. ]
Not really sure how to feel about that one.
[ they caught moose, but for the wrong kill....rip ]
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kon absently runs his fingers through her hair, his right side pillowed carefully, staring up at the underside of the week-long empty top bunk. yoru is in fact the comfiest of the three, as he hugs onto his build-a-buddy and seems to be frowning a mighty :C frown. ]
Did Childe go after Chandra, or did Chandra go after Childe? Either way, Chandra killed him - and then he was killed. And we don't even know if any participant was aware of the order of things, either, or what was precisely going on.
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wk 5, monday
Hi. [ surprise! yoru covers his eyes with his hands from the floor where he stands in his dinosaur kigu. ] They're throwing a masquerade party in a couple days. Wanna be my date?
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she does return the kiss, after a brief moment of "holy fuck", and just holds onto him bc i guess weak ankles??? alright meg. nah she just has jelly legs from the sudden SMOOCH.
anyways ]
Well happy Monday to you too, oof. [ roblox oof (no) ] Ya know, I think that sounds pretty fun and fresh. So yes, thank you.
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week 5, wednesday
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week 5, saturday
dva has let herself into kon's room, how did she get in? who knows. but she's here and she's just gonna curl up on his bed with yoru in her arms.
her room is empty, but it also feels weird being there right now. ]
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the underside of his bed is still jampacked with things, a mess of chaos, but uriel's top bunk is spotless.
yoru is still sleepy, even after the trial has ended. but he's aware enough that he reaches up to hold her face gently, patting, before he starts to replay what basically equates to a midi version of one of zhanlu's lullabies. ]
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wk 7, monday
the arcade.
he definitely walks her to it while covering her eyes, before lifting them once they step in. ]
Tadaaa.
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Waaaaaah!!! This place is amazing!!
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anyways. i imagine they held hands the whole way here and are still holding hands... ]
I do hope you got rid of all the creepy dolls.