pr159: (i look for you in crowds)

[personal profile] pr159 2020-02-02 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's better than an apology for voting for him, so.

He closes his eyes for a moment. Ugh. ]


To be fair, it was what he'd wanted you all to think, so you personally aren't guilty of much more than a lack of critical thinking and being too lenient with those clothing and wound checks.

[ It's not like Rean had been a fucking asshole like Iago or Cumore, or made a stupid direct accusation based on a misunderstanding like Ango. ]

Though I would certainly appreciate more faith in my reasoning next time. I'm pretty sure I've consistently been one of the most useful people in all of these trials, actually.

[ There are probably more diplomatic ways he could assert his usefulness, but he doesn't care. It is what it is.

He takes a sip... and then looks back up at the very familiar item in Rean's hand.]


Did you get that from the lottery?

[ It seems like the obvious choice, but he got his sunglasses back from a stalker shadow blob, so who even knows anymore.

Anyway, he'll take it. ]
pr159: (step right up and god damn try)

[personal profile] pr159 2020-02-02 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He bristles a little at that first part, even though it's a perfectly polite assent, and technically is what he'd indicated he wanted to hear. It feels patronizing. Yeah, he knows it's not an unfair request, and he puts a lot of effort into everything, thank you.

...On a side note, now that Rean is over near the seating area, he might notice the drum set is knocked over and dented, and that the creeping fig kind of got caught up in it. It's fine.

He frowns, flipping his GHS open and checking the remaining battery life. ]


Oh? Are you speaking from experience?

[ He hadn't talked to anyone yet about the whole sunglasses thing, actually, and he isn't aware of similar cases. ]
pr159: (there's much i don't want to remember)

[personal profile] pr159 2020-02-02 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He powers off the GHS to try to conserve as much of a charge as he can -- since even if he manages to find a charging cable somewhere here, there's no guarantee of compatibility -- and sets it down beside him.

Huh. ]


Did it explode? The... blob, if that's what we're calling it.
pr159: (there really is no truth to this)

[personal profile] pr159 2020-02-02 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Do you seriously think you're going to be able to connect to this world's network with that thing? ]

That's right, after the party earlier this week. It left one of my pairs of sunglasses behind, which seemed like something of a bad joke, actually.

[ Not that he didn't readily take them anyway. ]

What do you mean about the dead being involved, though?

[ He hadn't been in the arcade that night. ]
pr159: (please just go)

[personal profile] pr159 2020-02-03 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
No, I wasn't.

[ He was, uh. Here. Also, thanks for noticing?? ]

Maybe we ought to move those meetings to Thursday if ghost chats are becoming a regular Wednesday activity. Did they explain why we received those things?