Game 2, Day 3

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Did everybody sleep well? At promptly 6 AM, or at least what the tablets proclaim to be 6 AM, Ronald bursts in with the morning announcements. ]

Good morning, kids! Today we have a fantastic new game for you to play, and we think you'll have a lot of fun! It's fun, it's a classic, iiiiiiiiit's



[ The feed switches off, but only for a second before flicking back on so Ronald can add: ]

Oh, by the way, Seven died trying to escape.

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[meatitfeedson]

...It really pisses me off you had to do that.

[jinglebros]

I didn't have to. I chose to for her.

[ He doesn't regret it. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Well yes, but you should have been able to rely on an adult for food and shelter. That's what bothers me, that there wasn't anyone. If something happened to us, I would expect at the very least for my father to look after Ange, not pushing her out on her own.

[jinglebros]

I don't know where the hell the rest of our family was. I just know they weren't around. We were probably black sheep, considering.

[ Please don't ask why 'considering', he thinks. ]

[meatitfeedson]

I can relate to that.

[She assumes it's something to do with his parents' deaths, but as much as she's curious, maybe she'll save it for a truth question, or another time entirely. He could probably use more light-hearted topics.]

Truth or dare?

[jinglebros]

[ Relief! ]

Dare this time. Hit me hard, I want to rack the points.

[ He thumps his chest to add emphasis. ]

[meatitfeedson]

[She grins, raising an eyebrow.]

Me too, don't worry about embarrassment or safety for either one.

Okay, I want you to find an outfit similar to Lotus's and get her to give you belly dancing lessons, right on the main set for everyone to see.

[jinglebros]

[ Gaaaaaapeeeees. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Go hard, Kurashiki. Show me your moves.

[jinglebros]

...help me find the outfit?

[ He grabs a bottle of rum and swigs real big to prepare. M I S T A K E registers on his face afterwards. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Absolutely!

[...If he's going to be like that, she's pouring a big glass of water to bring along too. Gotta mom the shit out of this kid.]

[jinglebros]

[ He wobbles some as he goes along because of the various punches and bruises from people hitting him. Also, now: see booze. ]

[meatitfeedson]

[He doesn't seem that drunk when talking to him for all this wobbling, it immediately makes her suspicious, and she doesn't hesitate a second in supporting him with an arm around and under his shoulders.]

Are you alright?

[jinglebros]

[ He taps his head and then winces, there's already a few knots there. He leans into her. ]

Took a few for the team.

[meatitfeedson]

[She sighs, shaking her head.]

No more of that then, if you really need to I'll take a few for the team instead.

[jinglebros]

But that's not the point.

[ He covers his mouth. He doesn't want to admit to being self destructive right now. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Do you think that's going to make Seven happy? Or that it will make your pain go away? Because it won't, even for a second.

[jinglebros]

It hasn't yet. But passing out was pretty okay.

[ He exhales sharply at himself. ]

[meatitfeedson]

......

[And he wonders why she worries.]

Aoi...

[It's hard to say much when she knows she can't talk after implying she might kill herself if Rudolf died. But even so.]

Passing out definitely isn't good. I'm not big on discipline but if you're going to put yourself in danger then maybe I'll have to.

[jinglebros]

...

What do you mean by that.

[ He stares. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Well, you know, I might not have gone to school, but I learnt a lot of practical skills... We had this underground tea room to invite troublemakers to...

[jinglebros]

...okay...?

[ He's considering backing up, but he can't do that when she still has a hold on him. ]

[meatitfeedson]

[IT'S TORTURE, SANTA]

...Or I could just send you to sit in a corner for a few minutes and think about how putting yourself in danger doesn't just hurt you but the people who care about you too. Like June.

[jinglebros]

...sure. That one.

[ Would it actually do any good, though? He can't really think straight at the moment.

One has to wonder. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Well, distraction is likely the best way to go about it.

[So she's just going to make sure he gets to the costume room to be distracted by embarrassment, hopefully.]

Now then...I think blue would look good on you.