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[mwmtechs]

WHO: Everybody
WHEN: Day 78, Post Game.
WHERE: @ Fallout Shelter ( for the winners ) & south of Twilight Lake, 6ft under ( for the losers )

WHAT:

[ Team ❤️ ( Jill, Ciaccona, Megumi, Monika ) & Team ♦️ ( Lyney, Mydei, Kaveh, Ratio ) & Team ♣️ ( Diluc, Jing Yuan, Lahabrea, Vil ) will all come to in a claustrophobic coffin six feet underground in the field that all of this craziness started in. you're still suffering from the hallucinations, paranoia, & honesty! which should definitely be a good time for somebody trapped in a wooden box. as for the necrosis, well, that seems to have taken care of itself... but once you're able to move and inspect yourself some more you'll find that you've got shrapnel from the collapsing bunker lodged in you. nothing fatal, but it's definitely painful and very likely bleeding. it can *only* be removed *with help*. you can't remove the pieces on your own. ]

[ Team ♠️ ( Brant, Aventurine, Castorice, Jayce ) & EVERYBODY ELSE will get a text message once the game ends with the coordinates of the woods that your friends are currently buried in. a follow-up simply says bring a shovel. this is probably confusing to those who didn't participate, but they'll find out what's what soon enough. ]

Comments

[deathsapproach]

[ If nothing else, he's a good bodyguard. He recognizes they have no choice but to work with one another whilst in this place. They share a foe, after all. It only makes sense to be allies for this temporary time.

For no reason other than that, of course. ]

I am not a figment of your imagination, if the thought has crossed your mind.

Physical proof can be provided if necessary.

[ He lifts the kitchen knife and gives it a toss and a catch for emphasis. ]

[seeyouspacelion]

No physical proof needed at the moment, thank you.

[He is going to start disinfecting the wounds he can reach. Watching Blade in his peripheral view, the more he stays around…the more he’s seeing something that is no longer there. That no longer will come to be. ]

My mind is certainly still playing tricks on me, unfortunately.

[deathsapproach]

I can knock you out and momentarily stifle your suffering.

[ He seems maybe a little too eager to do that. ]

[seeyouspacelion]

Would that even satisfy you without a fair fight?

[HE SEES THAT EAGER LOOK. ]

[deathsapproach]

It wouldn't, but you would fall into a swift slumber and likely be able to recover faster.

[seeyouspacelion]

You make a very fair point. But how do I know you won’t just kill me again?

[deathsapproach]

You said it yourself: there is no satisfaction in dispatching you while you're incapacitated.

[seeyouspacelion]

[Blade… ]

The fact that I am even considering this…

[deathsapproach]

Make your decision soon, General. This stagnancy is unnecessary. . . I grow weary of it.

[seeyouspacelion]

[ After he’s done disinfecting the wounds he’s gonna go over to stand in front of his couch. ]

Make it swift, if you’re serious.

[ Of course he’s serious.]

[deathsapproach]

As you wish.

[ The blow is indeed swift, and... relatively painless! He doesn't leave him on the floor, either. Instead, he drags him to what he assumes is his bed and leaves him there before taking his leave. It's a little odd to stick around after that so he doesn't, even if he's prone to other odd things.

At least Jing Yuan can take comfort in the fact Blade didn't leave him completely wrecked. Small victories. ]

[seeyouspacelion]

[ Small victories indeed, as he can now sleep off the rest of whatever the fuck that was.


You’re a real one, blade.]

[deathsapproach]

[ He seems to be under the impression that if he stares long and hard enough, Jing Yuan will miraculously recover upon waking.

So he stands there. And waits. And waits. And waits. He will, in fact, wait until Jing Yuan opens his eyes as he stands menacingly beside him. ]

[seeyouspacelion]

[Hey what the fuck Blade.


Weirdly Jing Yuan sleeps really well. He was tired, and fucking over everything that happened out there. So he guesses having Blade watch him sleep wasn’t anything more threatening than that.]




….you stayed?

[deathsapproach]

I did.

[ It's said with a sort of inflection. The kind of inflection that's almost expectant in a way. Almost as if he's offended Jing Yuan would think he'd opt to do things differently.

He holds out... some bread? It... appears to have some blood on it. It's unclear whether or not it's his own. ]

Here.

[seeyouspacelion]

[Hey, sue a man for being surprised. He didn’t know that Blade would actually stick around! Or bring him food! Or anything really.

He did think that maybe Blade would opt to do things differently. Even if he wants him to heal for their fight. He reaches to take the bread. Not minding the blood. ]

…thank you.

[deathsapproach]

[ Gripes though he may have with Jing Yuan, he is still... still... ]

Regain your strength, you will need it for the duel to come.

[seeyouspacelion]

[He doesn’t need to linger in the thoughts he’s having right now…


But the way he looks at Blade is almost vulnerable, raw, like he’s remembering everything from their past.]

Right…I will need a few days to recover.

[deathsapproach]

...Do what you must.

I am leaving now. Do not die again so quickly.

[ And with that, he turns away and starts towards the door. ]