suitedreams: Jiji

[battling]

some names get shortened because i can't remember

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Weekend 0: Sunday

[battling]

[He'll open his door if somebody knocks on it.]

Who're ya?

[unsaid]

[he has knocked on it

and mikazuki, dressed far more regally is on the other side, canting his head to the side]

Mikazuki Munechika. Bradley Bain, is it?

[battling]

You're that moon grandpa.

[Yes, he remembers this face from the book.

Bradley's dressed in his questionable default outfit, with the army green jacket. He's also covered in bee stings, but that's fine.]

Yeah. That's me.

[unsaid]

[help me this is so questionable. also his bee stings, help me,,]

It is good to make your acquaintance.

... might you have gone exploring with Kazunari Miyoshi at some point in time?

[battling]

Yeah, I was with the artist around the statues. Did he already tell ya about 'em?

[unsaid]

In brief... Though would you be willing to tell me more from your point of view?

[battling]

We heard some buzzing, went to check it out, the statues moved. Every time we blinked they came closer, and then we got swarmed by 'em and passed out.

[unsaid]

... all of the statues moved?

[looking thoughtful]

How are you feeling?

[battling]

Dunno about the artist, but I only saw one move towards me.

[He shrugs]

A little itchy, but it's fine.

[unsaid]

May I ask which statue?

[he nods at that...]

And more so... did you happen to encounter anything that may be reminiscent of the departed?

[battling]

Riku. [does he even know who this is... help]

I heard screamin' but it was a mix of people dead 'n alive.

[unsaid]

... a statue of someone important to you, then.

[hilariously he doesn't despite his own fellow npc being roxas but jiji still found out what he wanted to know,]

... and you are only feeling itchy? Are you certain you're feeling alright?

[battling]

Yeah.

[that is his son (he decided).]

I'm not forgettin' anything or still hearin' screaming.

[unsaid]

Mm... So you have recovered already? I suppose that one with your years has also endured an oddity or two.

Then I shall not press further on the matter of your constitution. But I am relieved to hear that you are alright.

[battling]

Ain't the worst scar I've goteen.

Ya might want to check on the artist. He's still young.

[unsaid]

Ha ha ha, I have made the attempt to do so - but the young always feel the need to prove their strength in certain ways.

Would it be too bold a question to ask on the worst scar you have gotten?

[battling]

Heh. It's fun to watch 'em sometimes. They'll figure themselves out.

One of the ones I got when somebody tried to kill me. [He gestures at the general area of his chest.]

[unsaid]

[tilting his head, curious]

Oya? What did you do to offend someone so?

[ . . . ]

Though I suppose people have attempted to commit murder for smaller reasons...

week 0, monday

[unsaid]

[ 2. You open a door and find yourself in an art gallery, full of paintings of people you know from your own world and from your sojourn into your previous games. They're watching you. Always watching you. The paintings appear normal, at first, but slowly shift until they depict the people you know in horrifying, traumatic situations, their eyes fixed on you accusingly. No matter where go, their eyes follow you. After what feels like an entire day in the gallery you find yourself back in the hall, disoriented and with the unshakeable sensation of being watched. Only four minutes have passed.

thanks rng

mikazuki will enter the art gallery, musing at the different portraits and staring right back at them. though upon hearing company approach, he turns his head toward bradley and offers a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes]

I hope you are not afraid of ghost stories, Bradley Bain.

[battling]

[ Stares blankly because that's a weird question. ]

That's just normal shit back home.

[battling]

Met enough ghosts back home already.

[ He's not particularly fussed at the moment. ]

[unsaid]

[ . . . he laughs]

My, now that does sound familiar. Though I imagine you might startle a human with such a dismissive statement...

[unsaid]

Good, good.

[mikazuki watches some of the art gallery paintings begin to shift, and his smile grows a bit sharper]

Because I feel as though as we are about to be haunted.

[battling]

Ain't danger just normal, wherever ya are?

[battling]

Somehow I ain't surprised.

[Looks at these pictures... ah yes. They went from normal to tortured.]