nowyouseeit | [WEEK 1: FRIDAY EVENING, AROUND ROOM 112; DAVE]

Not sure. There's only really two options: he left, or someone made him leave. But if he managed to dodge the sleep bullshit...

[ a shrug. ]

Wouldn't you have gone to check what the fuck was goin' on, too, if you had?

[. . . well, Dave has him there. slumps on the edge of his bed]

Yeah, probably. I would've tried waking you guys up first.

[but??]

Then again, maybe he did. S'not like that sleep was normal.

Yeah. He could've tried to wake us, failed, and decided...he had to take care of it himself?

[ because like. DAVE WOULD DO THAT? he can see himself doing that. ]

There's no way to tell just yet if he left willingly or not. But...if it were unwillin', there'd maybe be more of a mess than a pillow. Unless he had some voodoo put on him or something?

[I MEAN. . . KAITO WOULD HAVE TOO, SO. . . yeah. this makes sense to him]

Maybe? S'not like voodoo magic leaves behind evidence for us to be completely certain.

[rubs his head with a frustrated sigh]

I sure hope we get more answers at this stupid trial we're supposed to hold tomorrow.

I mean, we found...not a whole lot from what I gather. But 111's door didn't seem fucked with, did it?

[ah--]

I don't think so. I didn't get a good look at it, but it seemed normal.

Maybe we should check it just to be 100% but I didn't see anythin' when we knocked, either. Which means their door didn't have to get fucked with to get inside there and for Jason to end up...as he did.

Which means our most likely suspects are. . . those three.

[it's something he thought of too, no lie]

I didn't get a chance to examine the body, nor did I have the opportunity to look around their room. We'll have to ask 'em what they found at the trial tomorrow.

Yeah. Chances are it wasn't a team murder, though, and as we found with the, you know, door thieves...

[ THANKS GUYS ]

I'm pretty sure anything that was in there would be stolen and taken to trial regardless of what they want. But my best guess is someone in that room did the thing, unless there's a way to get through locked doors we don't know about.

[YEAH THANKS, GIVE US A NEW DOORKNOB 2K17]

And if there was a way to get through locked doors we didn't know about, then we would've have had scratches on ours.

[so. yeah]

Edited 2017-05-27 00:46 (UTC)

Basically. So...I'm not sayin' we go "so which one of you fuckers did the thing" tomorrow immediately or discount everyone else, but we need to keep it in mind. The only people we know didn't do it are like. Us.

[ or whatever he is just like "Well obviously kaito didn't so" ]

[I MEAN HE'S LIKE "WELL OBVIOUSLY DAVE DIDN'T DO IT," SO. THEY'RE ON THE SAME PAGE]

If we start tomorrow's trial off by laying down the timeline for everyone else, then I think we'll have a springboard for reaching the truth.

[a beat]

[MAKES A FACE]

I sound like a stupid detective, geez.

Is this because of the thief thing? [ APPROPRIATING OBJECTS... ] Unfortunately I guess we gotta play detectives. But maybe it'll be easier if we think of ourselves as like, rebel cops.

[OPENS MOUTH]

[CLOSES IT]

[you know what. . . he's just. . . okay]

Let's just say I have frequent run ins with some really obnoxious ones back home all the time.

[that's like. the closest to an affirmation anyone here has gotten, good job Dave]

I don't wanna be a rebel cop. Rebel cops are dumb too. I wanna be a vigilante.

You can be a vigilante if you want. I mean, we can. I'm not super law-abidin' myself I guess? I mean. Technically I am a Knight and obey one particular law but that is like, super irrelevant here.

[ okay dave. ]

We can just aim to not be super obnoxious.

[thumbs up!!]

"Vigilante" sounds like something Jason would appreciate more, anyway.

[considering. mask. costume. alter ego. you know]

Yeah, we kinda got a room of like. Matchin' values, didn't we.

[ha]

Kind of lucky, if you think about it. S'better than rooming with someone willing and raring to kill.

Yeah, I...wouldn't know what to do with a person like that? Though not everyone is even...rarin' and willin' to try and save people.

. . . yeah.

S'like they're just. . . I dunno. Accepting our dumb situation, y'know? Without trying to fight back against it.

Yeah. I mean...not gonna lie, I'm used to some pure bullshit, but even so. I can't make myself be okay with the idea of three survivors.

[his hands ball into fists]

. . . I can't make myself okay with the idea of even forty-one survivors.

[but. it looks like they kind of. . . have to]

I'm...used to people dyin', but even so. I'm not really okay with it, either.

[ it's a quiet admission. ]

Looks like we're not gonna have that talk with Jay about our roles or anythin', though.

[he's used to people dying, too. has been on one too many murder scenes. lived through eight years of the shadow of his father's death, thinking it was an accident when it was really murder]

[it's not something one ever gets used to. it's just something they try to cope with]

. . . we briefly touched onthe subject before he died. But whatever his role was, it isn't about to help us now.

Can't say mine is, either.

[ so that's Brilliant. ]

I guess we might not find out what the fuck he had, anyway. It doesn't even matter - I'd rather he just not be...you know. It's not like a kiss will bring him back, or anythin' else.

[another pause, before he asks slowly]

. . . is that how people were brought back from the dead where you come from? You 'n Jason both mentioned. . . that.

[being. a thing]

It was one option for us.

[ there's no point in keeping it Secret, so: ]

I've died a lot, but I remember two times, because the other times were...things I got to witness instead of experience. Once I got shot, and a friend kissed me. Back home, that sends you to another you in certain circumstances. The body you use when you're dreamin', only it becomes your real body. The second time I got blown the fuck up with my sister, and we just happened to die in a way that met a different set of circumstances that allowed a revive, because we were standin' on specific stone slabs.

[ but. like. ]

If I die here, that's it, though.

[slumps against the wall]

Where I come from, nobody ever comes back from the dead. Nobody.

[there's an odd. . . sharpness in his tone, that he can't quite hide. death is final. you kill someone, their blood is on your hands. forever]

. . . based on what Jason was saying and his appearance, I kinda thought that he. I dunno. Maybe died once before coming here, too.

It's...only in really specific circumstances, back home. The time we exploded I thought I was dyin' for good, but I had to go. It was a suicide mission.

[ a gesture. ]

All our guardians died and stayed dead, though. But yeah - I think Jay might've been...through some of the same shit?

[he nods]

Yeah. . . s'not like anyone deserves to die, but. Y'know. . . he really didn't deserve it.

[let Jason Todd live??]

If someone had to go it could've been one of the people who like, has murdered, I guess? But even then I wouldn't wish it on 'em.

Yeah.

[even if the darkest parts of him would wish death on the men who murdered his father, he decided a long time ago not to let those dark parts win. he's going to be better than them. he's going to refuse to stoop to their level]

This is just all so stupid.

I don't disagree.

[ it's quiet, but. ]

None of it's okay, but I guess...freakin' out does no good. We have to actually do shit.

I know.

I've known that from the beginning, but I still reserve the right to grumble about how much it sucks.

[just because being bratty helps him feel better sometimes]

Dude, I'm one thousand percent behind that.

[ like. A LOT. ]

I complained sometimes back in the game - sburb, it was a thing - when I had to like. Well. Do things that were...yeah.

[offers him a slightly lopsided smile]

Coping mechanisms, right?

[he pauses]

What's sburb? And what kinda. . . stuff. . . did you have to do?

Sburb was...a video game, I guess, except not that. It's like. It was supposed to be a computer game, but we played it, and everything changed. The game took us inside? Like...it also created our universe, and the point was to create another new universe as ours ended or. Whatever.

[ he waves it away. ]

I was - am - the time player. So. I ran a bunch of stable timeloops and some unstable ones. We fought a lot of enemies. Killed some. Died a bunch. There were...always things that needed doin', I guess.

[ a pause. ]

I realize it mostly sounds insane, but yeah.

. . .

"Insane" sounds like an understatement.

[BUT YOU KNOW WHAT??]

I think I'm at the point of believing it despite how crazy it sounds, though.

Yeah, my life is...very weird? I don't mind, like, answerin' questions, but. Sometimes it is better not to ask.

S'okay. I'm not one to pry.

[a wave of his hand]

If you wanna tell me something, you will. That's how it works.

I mean, same here, dude.

[ dave is like willing to spill about his weird life it's just the #child abuse he won't get into. so. ]

I think it's pretty important to...stick together? I dunno. People are gonna splinter, because people do that.

[WEEK 1: FRIDAY EVENING, AROUND ROOM 112; DAVE]

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