pc catchall for dick (heh) (unpredicktable)

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Well... Glad to know I'm not a fool, then.

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See? Good things can come from horrible situations.

[ it's a very necessary joke. it's great. moving on back to business! ]

You didn't feel anything else besides the wrist grab, right? Junpei said you were fine once the lights turned back on.

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[She shakes her head.]

No, um, not just that. There was this pain in my head almost as soon as she touched me. And - I felt her breathing against my face.

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[ uh ]

Her?

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—Right.

[Haha!! Bad.]

So, um, after I felt something grab me... Higekiri turned the lights back on, and for a second I saw - myself standing next to me. Only - there was something wrong with my face.

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Wrong how?

[ it's still a gentle tone, though his face looks pretty concerned about it. ]

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Like, it was... [aaaaa] Melting and kind of - dropping off.

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[ hmmmmmmm yikes ]

Well that's... disturbing. Heavy on the dis. [ he's trying to distract her from trauma with word play. it is. a decision ] So whatever attacked you took your form and messed with all your minds.

[ not to j'accuse martians but wow if dick didn't know there were other very viable options he'd be side-eyeing dc martians ]

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Yeah. I don't think they saw whatever that was, I think it was just me. I mean, they also saw some messed up stuff, but...

[different trauma, same room!!]

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Yeah. [ what a terrible room. ] So, potential demon shapeshifter aside-- she didn't physically hurt you, right? Didn't leave marks or anything?

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...No. My wrist doesn't hurt at all and the headache went away, so - there's that, at least.

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Good. So whatever it was, it couldn't go there. [ yet, he thinks, considering what they saw, but. Optimism! Not the time to point that out! ] I know Higekiri and Junpei were pretty convinced it was a demon, and there's no way to completely dismiss that theory, but... Between how it affected you and the headache, it sounds like a psychic attack to me.

[ a beat ]

Not that that's gonna sound any less worrying for you, probably. [ it's a bit dry ]

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[...]

What does that mean, exactly?

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[ he falters for a second as he clearly goes over how to explain things to someone who doesn't normally live through bullshit on the daily before shaking his head ]

Well... It's not any less dangerous for it to have been something projecting and affecting your psyche. [ first and. foremost. ] But headaches are a pretty common side effect of an outside force messing with your mind. It doesn't mean much right now, but I'm trying to keep an open mind to the possibilities as to what it is you guys experienced.

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So... Same level of bad, but a slightly different variety.

[Or that’s what she’s taking away, at least.]

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[ ... he sighs a little ]

Yeah. A no-exorcism required kind, if that helps? We're lacking in the priest department.

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...As long as nobody else starts drawing on my door in blood, I’ll take it.

[hm]

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[ uh ]

... Did that happen here?

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Unfortunately. You know, I’ve had my share of bad roommate situations, but that had to take the cake.

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[ he frowns, trying to recall the roommate list-- but he hasn't talked to wei wuxian yet as far as he knows, so that's unhelpful ]

Why... did he do that? More than that, where did he get the blood from?

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Last night, after I told him what happened, I think he said he was trying to make... Some kind of protective spell? You know, with blood, on the door. Totally normal stuff.

[she had A Night]

Uh, from his hand, after he bit it open out of nowhere.

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[ ......... ]

No hasty judgments. [ it sounds like he is trying to convince himself. of that ] Not super hygienic, but maybe that sort of thing works for him back in his-- world? Dimension? I'm not sure what to call these yet. The point is, at least he had good intentions, if... terrible timing.

[ and everything else. ]

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[She looks like she has 100% made a hasty judgment already, but.]

I got him to wash the blood off, and I’m staying with someone else for a few days, so... It’s handled, at least. Sorry, I didn’t mean to get us off track.

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It's fine. It's important to know who's doing what in this place. That way, if I see another blood circle, I don't jump to... worse immediate conclusions.

[ it's said with a grin ]

He didn't do anything else, right?

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[She shakes her head.]

No, it was just that. So... You were explaining the psychic thing?