[When Shiraishi happens to come into the lounge on Sunday evening, he'll catch Beck sitting in the area. She's pointedly not looking at any of the portraits, but she does have a drink in her hand, looking thoughtful. While she glances at him as she enters, she doesn't say anything further.
It doesn't seem like she'll be averse to it if he strikes up a conversation, though!]
[ here he comes to wreck the daaaaaaaaaaaaaay. it's shiraishi.
who walks right past her, up to one of the lewd paintings and into squinting distance of it. and he proceeds to squint at it for a while before turning around with an exasperated sigh. ]
They move. Over the course of the day. Someone coming in and moving them would be a bit too extreme, so I'm trying to see how quickly they move on their own.
[ He goes quiet for just long enough to make someone think they're being ignored, before sighing. ]
I don't know. [ Which pains him to say. ] The only option that seems logical is scientifically impossible and thinking about it for too long will just give me a headache.
But they don't move if you're looking at them. [ He sighs. ] Unless they're set up to know if someone has a visual on them and only play when no one's looking, but that's oddly specific.
[ There's a pause, and then he flops onto one of the sofas, a little dejected. ]
You might want to avoid the fox-eared lady. She seems to think one of you is her husband and was hilariously angry they were cheating on her. Doesn't really listen to reason anyway, and has quite the temper too.
[She just stares for a moment, before her voice picks up just slightly in volume.]
But that doesn't make any sense. I mean, no shame to someone who would do that, but we weren't. Why would...
[She trails off, seeming to remember something, and then mutters what is Probably a swear word under her breath when that realization crosses her face.
If sex is what they're trying to coerce out of us, then you'd assume they'd make the walls soundproof but apparently not. Thank you for saving us more embarrassment further down the line.
[ shiraishi, no.
But he does lean back, silently, and watch her for a moment. ]
What do you think happened? Your distress seems pretty genuine, so I'll hear you out. Did you do something you shouldn't have? Go somewhere you shouldn't go? Maybe this is punishment for breaking the rules they've failed to actually set out for us.
[She runs a hand through her hair, glancing away.]
When we opened the door, we found a recording studio. We were trying to see if we could find any information, so when we found a camera, we looked it over to see if there was anything recorded on it. It was hooked up to a computer, and when we looked it over, the monitor started playing... Those noises, and some video. You can probably guess what it was.
[ That’s enough for him to lean forward a little - interest clear in his eyes. ]
For about ten minutes. It was around that time the noises stopped, so either the tapes ran out or you got them turned off. Or, you were all done, if you’re making up a tall tale.
...
Show me. Is the door still locked? Did you jam it open when you left or let it swing to? Even so, show me which door.
[ A recording room in a love hotel. The implications are apl terrible but add in the kidnapping thing and it’s ominous as hell but interesting. Especially if the door was locked to them in the first place. ]
If I were going to lie about it, I'd make up a better story.
[That's a little short, and she looks down at her drink for a moment, before sighing and putting it down on the table as she stands up.]
I'm not going back in there. Once was enough. We let the door shut, so it's probably locked again, but... I can show you the door. It's the one between the elevators and the employee lounge on the first floor.
[ the answer is very much yes, but instead of flipping up the book he's holding to show the cover -- a book on plants and herbs as medicine, given what they've found on this floor -- he just reaches out and taps one of the books in front of him with a bit of a grin.
w0, sunday
It doesn't seem like she'll be averse to it if he strikes up a conversation, though!]
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who walks right past her, up to one of the lewd paintings and into squinting distance of it. and he proceeds to squint at it for a while before turning around with an exasperated sigh. ]
Have they moved since you sat down?
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Uh, I haven't exactly been watching... Why?
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[ It's purely academic, don't you worry. ]
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Right. Well... I can't help you out with that, sorry. [...] How do you think they're doing it instead?
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[ He goes quiet for just long enough to make someone think they're being ignored, before sighing. ]
I don't know. [ Which pains him to say. ] The only option that seems logical is scientifically impossible and thinking about it for too long will just give me a headache.
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Maybe they're digital pictures, instead of actual paintings...? I don't know.
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[ There's a pause, and then he flops onto one of the sofas, a little dejected. ]
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[At any rate—]
I doubt this'll be the mystery that gives us the key to getting out of here.
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It'd get boring if we didn't have more to keep us occupied.
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...I wouldn't try to keep yourself occupied with any of the locked areas, though.
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Yes, you've been keeping those occupied for us haven't you?
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Did Junpei or Higekiri tell you what happened?
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...Wait, what are you talking about? What did you hear?
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You might want to avoid the fox-eared lady. She seems to think one of you is her husband and was hilariously angry they were cheating on her. Doesn't really listen to reason anyway, and has quite the temper too.
[ See? He's offering friendly advice. ]
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But that doesn't make any sense. I mean, no shame to someone who would do that, but we weren't. Why would...
[She trails off, seeming to remember something, and then mutters what is Probably a swear word under her breath when that realization crosses her face.
After a moment:]
That wasn't us. [...] Did a lot of people hear?
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Everyone.
If sex is what they're trying to coerce out of us, then you'd assume they'd make the walls soundproof but apparently not. Thank you for saving us more embarrassment further down the line.
[ shiraishi, no.
But he does lean back, silently, and watch her for a moment. ]
What do you think happened? Your distress seems pretty genuine, so I'll hear you out. Did you do something you shouldn't have? Go somewhere you shouldn't go? Maybe this is punishment for breaking the rules they've failed to actually set out for us.
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[She runs a hand through her hair, glancing away.]
When we opened the door, we found a recording studio. We were trying to see if we could find any information, so when we found a camera, we looked it over to see if there was anything recorded on it. It was hooked up to a computer, and when we looked it over, the monitor started playing... Those noises, and some video. You can probably guess what it was.
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For about ten minutes. It was around that time the noises stopped, so either the tapes ran out or you got them turned off. Or, you were all done, if you’re making up a tall tale.
...
Show me. Is the door still locked? Did you jam it open when you left or let it swing to? Even so, show me which door.
[ A recording room in a love hotel. The implications are apl terrible but add in the kidnapping thing and it’s ominous as hell but interesting. Especially if the door was locked to them in the first place. ]
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[That's a little short, and she looks down at her drink for a moment, before sighing and putting it down on the table as she stands up.]
I'm not going back in there. Once was enough. We let the door shut, so it's probably locked again, but... I can show you the door. It's the one between the elevators and the employee lounge on the first floor.
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[ Well. Lead the way. ]
No one thought to prop it open?
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[Anyways.]
We were more focused on leaving quick than anything else.
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[ Hm. ]
What was in there to escape from?
week three, monday.
Finding anything good?
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the kama sutra.
shiraishi stop. ]
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Getting some inspiration, huh?
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I think there's only two people here bendy enough to pull off some of those positions.
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[She laughs a little bit, lightly.]
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