But given that this is Tuesday evening... Akechi doesn't look particularly surprised by that.]
Yes, I came to that conclusion as well. I presented the journal entry to one of the sisters and she insisted it was not Master Blue's handwriting. She had no idea how the bodies ended up in that room.
Yeah. Peach pointed that out to me, Galo, Lio, Hunter, Beau and Wright last night. I saw the differences for myself.
[he folds his arms, hip resting against a glass case]
. . . needless to say, some of the others didn't take it well. They interpreted it as her trying to defend our captor, but I think I managed to explain to them how important it was to be willing to change their perspectives if we're really going to escape.
That's not surprising. It's difficult to take their word for it when their master has yet to show his face. I would be more concerned if they didn't suspect Master Blue's motivations.
[... A beat, as he apparently mulls over something.]
Consider this a parenthesis. But did Peach-san seem well to you yesterday?
Plum-san implied her workload had increased. I wondered if it was because the other two were unable to do their jobs, but she was somewhat evasive about it.
[yeah, once Akira has set his mind to something, nothing can stop him, so Akechi is smart for not starting that argument. Akira's mouth twitches as he lifts the hem of his shirt to show off the knife he still carries at his waist. the knife that. . . you know. somehow never gets shown during strip searches at trials]
[quirks his brows and places the box atop a glass case, popping it open once he does so. and then he picks up the blue bell, handling it carefully, before he gives it a tiny little ring]
[there's a few moments of silence before a blue mailbox in a scissor extension arm just FUCKING APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE. it almost smacks Akira in the face. he makes a surprised noise and leaps back]
Ah--
That was fast.
[time to open up the mailbox and retrieve the letter!]
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... Oh? [Raising an eyebrow at him.] Go on. What have you learned?
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There's no good way to say this, ssssso.
[A BREATH]
All that experiment stuff you and Hunter and 45 found?
Super fake.
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But given that this is Tuesday evening... Akechi doesn't look particularly surprised by that.]
Yes, I came to that conclusion as well. I presented the journal entry to one of the sisters and she insisted it was not Master Blue's handwriting. She had no idea how the bodies ended up in that room.
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Yeah. Peach pointed that out to me, Galo, Lio, Hunter, Beau and Wright last night. I saw the differences for myself.
[he folds his arms, hip resting against a glass case]
. . . needless to say, some of the others didn't take it well. They interpreted it as her trying to defend our captor, but I think I managed to explain to them how important it was to be willing to change their perspectives if we're really going to escape.
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That's not surprising. It's difficult to take their word for it when their master has yet to show his face. I would be more concerned if they didn't suspect Master Blue's motivations.
[... A beat, as he apparently mulls over something.]
Consider this a parenthesis. But did Peach-san seem well to you yesterday?
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[he think back to Lio and Beau's sorrow and despair over having any semblance of progress destroyed so easily, but. . .]
[. . .]
[also!! frowns!!]
She seemed find yesterday, but I did see her wearing a mask today. Why. . .?
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[Implying Pumpkin does her job At All.]
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[FROWNS]
I hope she isn't getting sick.
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[FROWNS TIMES TWO... Peach, are you becoming a monster cat...]
By the way, I learned something about that "cure." It was apparently a prototype Master Blue lost track of. We're lucky it worked on Hunter at all.
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She and I are good friends, yeah. [Akechi has a point. . . Akira will certainly do this, just to make sure Peach's condition doesn't worsen]
Mmm. Peach said it was comprised of ancient ingredients that were hard to come by, which is why it's difficult to produce more. She's trying, but. . .
[wags a hand back and forth]
[SCIENCE IS ROUGH]
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[So that's, hm. Pleasant.]
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There are more locked rooms on this floor.
Maybe one of them will have another antidote.
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[...]
Or entering one of those rooms without being prepared to fight for your life.
[Just. Adding that because he knows he absolutely can't stop Akira from making stupid mistakes even if he wanted to.]
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[hm]
I know. I won't make any stupid mistakes.
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A knife isn't going to protect you if you encounter something similar to what I did. Take a gun.
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[huffs a laugh. . . then nods]
All right. I'll take one of those, too.
[he usually fights with both so!! you know. it'll be fine]
But hopefully zombies was a one-time thing, especially now that we know they were. . . ah. "Fake."
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[PLEASANTLY. It's fine. Don't get killed, you fool.
Anyway—]
Was that all you had to report?
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Yeah. That's all for now.
But if you stumble across a black light, let Lio know. He has a blank sheet of paper from the infirmary that Peach said contained invisible ink.
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[WRY. . .]
So just keep an eye open, all right? In the meantime—
[and he pulls out his wooden box of bells]
If that's everything, we should get started.
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[Gestures at the box...]
Do the honors.
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[there's a few moments of silence before a blue mailbox in a scissor extension arm just FUCKING APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE. it almost smacks Akira in the face. he makes a surprised noise and leaps back]
Ah--
That was fast.
[time to open up the mailbox and retrieve the letter!]
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... I'm not sure what I was expecting. [WELL, THEN.] What does it say?
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TIME WARP TO W3, WEDNESDAY
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