[WEEK 2: Tuesday Evening, front desk area???; Jay]

[nowyouseeit]

[his head is still throbbing, although the pain is finally beginning to subside. he can still feel phantom pains in his mouth too, even though the injury has long been healed and the bleeding has long since stopped. the whispers in his ears are getting louder, causing his gaze to flicker left and right, as though he expects to see a ghost in the corners of his vision]

[nevertheless, when Jay flags him down at the front desk, he pushes those uncomfortable sensations aside to focus more on the matter at hand.]

Wait, Andersen, too? And there's no sign of where they might've gone?

Comments

[nowyouseeit]

[HE'S THINKING THAT but. not saying it, at least]

Yeah, exactly.

[DEEP SIGH]

I s'pose we just gotta hope the people who took 'em are the types of people who would only hurt others in self-defense.

[ninjay]

[ i'm sorry that you're partnered with someone that you would probably suspect is a murderer if you didn't know otherwise, kaito ]

That's what I'm hoping as well. I don't blame people wanting to arm themselves in case they're attacked. Especially those who don't really have any fighting abilities otherwise.

[nowyouseeit]

[I MEAN. . . I HATE THAT THAT'S TRUE, BUT IT'S TRUE]

Yeah, I don't either. Even though 'm not the biggest fan of people carrying weapons at all.

[ninjay]

Depending on your circumstances, that's sometimes necessary.

[ sometimes you gotta fight rpg monsters, kaito ]