Suitedreams: Jason, Aikawa

[battling]

not dead yet!

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W2: Friday

[battling]

[Bradley is already in the restaurant but he's also looking much more disheveled than usual. Is that dirt in his hair? There seems to be dirt on most of him, though it seems he's at least washed his hands.

He's already ordered three of the double bacon cheeseburgers with fries.]

[decaptych]

[ He's also looking kinda weird except it's harder to tell because of how he dresses. ]

...The fuck's up with you.

[ As he sits. Borgor. ]

[unrecked]

[Jason told them to meet here, so he has come. Aaaaa, cheeseburgers. He was going to order them and wait… Same hat.

He glances between the two of them, but then narrows his eyes at Bradley.]

…Please don’t tell me you were in the ground like those bastards last week.

[battling]

Sorry to say I climbed outta a coffin.

[ Hey don't do x

Does it immediately ]

[decaptych]

So is that a yes to Jason's, or.

[ He's still mad at you but! ]

[unrecked]

Goddammit. Are you serious?

[He sits down, though. What else is he going to do. Fuck.]

Alright, what happened to either of you last night? Why is it suspicious we are always in the same damn place with people crawling out of graves?

[battling]

Unfortunately. Yeah.

[ He will start eating the fries. ]

I was awake a little later than the rest of ya, got hit in the head with somethin' metal and woke up in a coffin.

[decaptych]

[ The fact that this means Aikawa left the library late awkwardly still tied to a chair, help. He probably did his best with one hand. You have your jacket back. ]

That's exactly the same as Claude's then, and can probably expect to find two other people in the same shit, at least.

[ Eating. ]

While we're on the topic of weird midnight bullshit, I had a dream, too.

[unrecked]

[He CLOSES HIS EYES as he eats one of the fries. He can’t take this grave shit.]

Great.

[He opens his eyes, glancing at Aikawa, lips thinning.]

What kind of dream?

[battling]

I'm not enjoyin' this repeat.

[ Turns to look at Aikawa, now that his jacket is back on him.

Well. What kinda weird dream? ]

[decaptych]

Was at a hairdresser. Started feeling awful midway 'cause I remembered a rumour about people going missing there. And something about a meat pie shop.

Thought it was a fucked up dream of my own 'cause someone I know runs a meat pie shop for real, but then Sebastian told me he also had the same dream, same works, so... guess it must be one of those.

[unrecked]

Fortunately, big guy, I had the same dream. So that’s three of us.

[He looks between the two of them. Wow. The library… is a mess, huh?]

You realize how suspicious all of us look, right? But if Bradley was in the coffin all night without getting out, then he has an alibi.

[battling]

[Did somebody eat Alphi.]

Nothin' we can do about it after the fact.

[wow... This sucks! Maybe they should sleep in their own rooms on Thursday nights? (They won't)]

The prosecutor wasn't in the library. Where'd he spend the night?

[decaptych]

If people weren't suspicious for having dreams the last couple of times, then we can't be suspicious now. And Bradley's bullshit has precedence at this point.

... I dunno where he was, I didn't ask. We got preoccupied obsessed with reorganising all the library shelves.

[unrecked]

[His brows furrow in wild Bat thought, but he doesn’t interrupt or even really comment for a long moment or two.

Just eats more fries while waiting for a time to dig into the burger.]

We can find out tomorrow if we don’t hear about it today. Doesn’t look too good for us, but… [A shrug.] Who’d want Alphinaud dead if a shadow sauntered up to them to make a deal?

[battling]

The first time, Sieg just went after whoever was there. Didn't even agree to work with it.

Can't rely on stuff like motiv when it's a shadow "deal" that doesn't require consent.

[ He bites into the burger. Didn't even take off any of the veg. ]

[decaptych]

[ Picks out a piece of lettuce and eats it. Sad borgor.

He feels. REALLY bad about making jokes last night about snapping him in half like wet cardboard. ]

...This sucks.

[unrecked]

[BRADLEY YOUR VEGETABLES, wow.]

Agreed.

[He will finally do the hamburger since he made such a big deal about how much Bradley made him want one. Even death cannot stop the ravenous hunger of a two-hundred pound young man with a high metabolism.]

Good luck to us.

[battling]

[ He's eating it! He's doing it! Please be proud of this 600+ year old. (Pathetic) ]

Always does.

[decaptych]

[ He's not but he did see that. However he does seem to be sated by food. These burgers were a good idea even if they're kinda sad. ]

Well, fucking eat up and take a nap, another long day again tomorrow.

[unrecked]

[Jason does not know shit, but I am proud of Bradley. Riku would be proud.]

Get ready to come under fire for a little bit. I assume with Alphinaud having been with us, plus Bradley being in the dirt, people will have some questions.

[battling]

[ Thanks, Riku. Your pride is appreciated. ]

Only makes sense. Considerin' everything. The usual grill.

By the way, anything weird shit happening in your room? Got a mint on my pillow and somebody stole half of all my shoes.

[decaptych]

[ Our fall boy........... ]

Uh.

What the fuck? That isn't me.

[unrecked]

...This again? Is someone doing a task? What kind of whack Tooth Fairy is leaving you a mint then turning around and stealing a single shoe from all of your pairs?

[battling]

It's on Thursday nights, ain't it? When everybody's asleep or dying. It's extra weird if a killer or victim is goin' outta their way to steal shoes.