week 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 1 ♫ monday - thursday Monday morning begins just like the rest, slow and uneasy. At 12pm, every television will go off with its usual bout of static, followed by a calm, albeit disinterested, voice. "Please gather in the hotel lobby within the next hour." That's all that it says before the televisions turn off. Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing around them as if through a speaker system, although there are (still) no speakers present. Curiously, anyone who has spoken with Miata for any period of time during the past week will notice that the voice coming from the television and her own do not match up. Come Tuesday, the footsteps around the void will begin drifting away from it. The pitter-patter of feet can be heard when standing outside the clinic and chapel as well. On top of the food that was added to the kitchen last week, spaghetti noodles and tomato sauce is now available. You're welcome, Papyrus. >Mingle? This is Week 1's mingle log, covering Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday. Investigations will go up on Friday. When posting toplevels, specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations between characters, remember to let us know in the post linked below. cast setting rulebook profiles private conversations

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HAHA okay good phew

[jackhole]

[ this just seems to incite rhys further. ah, whoops. ]

So, what? You're just going to take up space then? Twenty nine people need to die and you're just going to sit around till someone goes after you? Or am I just misreading the situation completely and you're not being a whiny asshole?

[okuri]

If someone comes after me, I'll kill them. [ Vaguely he's aware that his words make little sense, but he wasn't helpless at all. Far from it, in fact.]

Why aren't you killing people if it's that easy? [ Most things to Yoite were black and white, and this almost (too) familiar conversation snaps him back to a more typical mindset. Death and murder were difficult for most others and he knew that, and he was almost sure the man in front of him was bluffing and boasting.]

[jackhole]

[ rhys just narrows his eyes at yoite and wonders why this guy is completely misreading what he's saying. he steps closer, prods a finger in his direction. this has been a long (long) week and rhys is never good under pressure. he doesn't think highly of most people beyond his inner circle let alone a group of strange people he's trapped with in a town solely dedicated to murdering each other. then the one guy who promised to help him out semi-unconditionally isn't his head anymore and left everything kind of quiet, leaving rhys with no one to help him when he usually has someone. anyone. so yeah, he has no sympathy for yoite. ]

I'm not talking about killing other people, kid. [ in a high pitched, mocking voice: ] "This is a mistake. I'm not supposed to be alive." That's what you said.

So, what I'm saying? Is why don't you speed up the process and go kill yourself. Make the number twenty eight and no one else has to get blood on their hands in the process.

[okuri]

[ It is a mistake, but he's not about to repeat himself, nor try to make the man understand it.

There's a sheen in his eyes as his listens to the man continue to talk, continue to offer advice which most would consider heartless.]

I can do that.

If I kill you here, I'll die faster. [Yoite raises his arm and points, almost in a mocking gesture of the other. His stance however, is the form he's taken so many times before to use Kira, the forbidden arte. The arte that uses one own's life force to destroy others.]

[jackhole]

[ rhys' eyes widen and he takes a step back, hand going to the stun baton attached to his belt. then, he glares. he's not stupid, this kid apparently has some powers and that kind of pisses him off too (why is everything here so weird -- it's worse than that shithole, pandora!) but he doesn't really have a death wish. ]

You'll die just as quick if you go fall down some stairs. [ rhys, holy shit. shut up. ] Look, whatever you're going to do -- don't. I want to live and if you take me down with your stupid death wish, that's -- that's freggin' messed up, bro!

[okuri]

That wouldn't kill me. [ Injure him greatly sure, but he's had worse, hazard of the Nabari (read: ninja) world. His eyes dart to the stun baton, but he's not all too worried about such a simple weapon. ]

... [Though most of the words are lost on him, it dawns on him that the man does have a point in his ramblings. He takes no further action, though he doesn't back down either.]

You talk too much. But you're not worth my life. [ In the most literal sense of the words.]

[jackhole]

[ just the most flabbergasted of hand waving here. he just sort of gestures his hand away from them in a please leave kind of way while keeping the other hand on the handle of his baton. ]

Okay, cool! I die, you don't, and you're a selfish asshole! Good to know, thanks.

[ and then just more baffled expressions here at the follow up. ]

Holy shit, you're fucking insane. Don't... don't talk to me, again. And leave? I'll leave too. We both leave and neither of us talk to each other ever again, how about that?

[okuri]

[ His temper flares again, more spurred on by the continued needling than the actual insults themselves. Yoite had dealt with people like him before, people who were all talk. There was only one way to deal with them.

Despite his frail appearance, Yoite can move deceptively fast when necessary. He takes just a second to gauge what the reach of the baton is, before he jumps, aiming to kick Rhys squarely in the chest. The force is enough to knock the wind out of him, but it's meant more as a deterrent than an actual serious blow.]

That's fine. But you still talk too much. [ If the man was going to continue to talk to get across his message, Yoite wanted to get his across too.]

[jackhole]

[ well, okay?? yeah, rhys doesn't really keep upright when yoite hits him and he falls to the ground pretty hard with an oof. he probably has a bruise there now and ow, that hurts. rhys looks up at him then, baffled and just -- ]

You're insane.

[ but he's not going to press more than that other than pushing up from the ground and stomping off immediately. he does do one thing though, as he walks off angrily, and it's thrust a middle finger in yoite's direction.

don't ever talk to him again, kid. ]