pc catchall for junpei (crashout)

[uncurtained]

IM PUTTING THE TIMON GIF IN HERE LATER YOU CANT BEAT ME

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[crashout]

[He's buried in his blanket pile and his eyes are peering out to stare at the fish in the tank, but when he hears Beck he doesn't do anything to stop her from approaching. Instead, he lets his gaze slide her way, sinking further into the pile.]

...hey. [There's a 50/50 chance he's very cold or he's flat-out hiding, but who knows.]

[crashout]

Sure. I don't know how she'll feel, but Escha's the kind of person who thinks to reach out to people when they need someone. She'll probably at least understand the gesture right back.

[uncurtained]

[She doesn't ask how he's doing, because... Well, she can probably guess. She does take a seat next to him, though, making sure she isn't close enough to touch him.]

You want to talk about it...?

[crashout]

I don't know. [Honesty, at least.] I know this is what had to happen, but I still wanted things to turn out differently.

[uncurtained]

I don't think you're alone there.

[...]

You two were pretty close, right?

[uncurtained]

So, that covers how she's feeling...

[There's an unspoken question there.]

[crashout]

As close as you can be with people you're sharing a room with, I guess. [...] I would consider her a good friend. She kept our room balanced, I never felt like anything was weird. And she was always really nice and helpful with my goals here.

[crashout]

Yeah. Dick's probably not going to be happy about Aizawa, too. I know they worked together and had a pretty okay relationship. [This is the wrong answer, and yet.]

[uncurtained]

[After a moment:]

That's not quite what I was talking about.

[uncurtained]

[She tilts her head.]

Your goals?

[crashout]

I wasn't particularly close to any of them. It's...probably an asshole move to say "I'm not that sad about it" but it's more like "pissed we lost more people, but indifferent about who they were." That doesn't sound any better but it's just more motivation to figure out who's responsible tomorrow.

[A beat.] I care more about how Dick and Escha are going to feel and how they'll handle the trial.

[crashout]

Yeah. Figuring out how to get us out of here. Is...that surprising?

W3, MONDAY;

[crashout]

[Now that aphro's week's over, he finds himself a little relaxed. He also finds himself in the library again today, browsing the shelves when he finds someone he's a little more interested in. If Beck's nose is in a book, or rather, if she's focused on something else, he'll just wordlessly walk up behind her and read over her shoulder.]

This place is probably a dream come true for you, isn't it?

[uncurtained]

[She looks like she's scanning through the fiction section; if he's paying close attention, he'll notice that she's specifically looking through the 'F' section.]

It's huge. I could probably stay in here for years and not even make a dent.

[And she sounds pretty happy about that.]

[crashout]

[Of course he's paying attention...it's why he reaches forward to snag a copy of The Great Gatsby.]

Not like we don't have the time. [He thumbs through the copy of the book.] But at least I know where to find you for the rest of our stay.

[uncurtained]

You caught me. I’m never leaving this room.

[She turns to look at what he picked, and that’s when she notices something on the ground. It looks like a sack of some kind.]

...Do you see that?

[crashout]

[He's about to comment on that, but his eyes drift and he glances as the sack.]

...housewarming gift for you? [But okay. Because he's him, he's going to approach and pick up this thing to try and see what it is.]

[uncurtained]

[It’s a sack of pancake mix because I love you.

Anyways, once he picks it up, a barrier is moving over the two of them.]

Um...

[crashout]

[BEGONE, THOT.

In all seriousness he's holding this sack of pancake mix and suddenly sees the shimmering out of the corner of his eye.]

What the fuck is going on now? [And he's grabbing her arm to try and pull her out of the way, but the barrier's closing in just a little too fast.]

[uncurtained]

[She doesn’t resist as he pulls her, but neither of them can avoid the barrier as it closes around them and the pancake mix vanishes.]

...Any ideas for how to get out?

[crashout]

[He's still holding her hand, but he's using the free one to poke at the barrier as if it'll pop on its own.]

Unless you're carrying a knife and forgot to tell me? I'm out of good ideas. [Don't ask what his bad idea is.] Wait where'd the bag go?

[uncurtained]

I wouldn't worry too much about the bag right now. And... Yeah, I'm not in the habit or carrying around a knife.

[She says, but at nearly the same time... He'll experience something.]

[crashout]

[He experiences something and wow, sure is weird to be seeing this from Beck's perspective. The first thing that Junpei's own consciousness picks up is "wow, what a douche" but as the memory's lived and comes to a close, he blinks his eyes as if to clear his vision and stare at Beck openly.

...hm. Bad.]

...guy seems like kind of a dick. [Lightly, and casually, and maybe a tiny bit judgmental.]

[uncurtained]

[She blinks, looking his way with a frown.]

Wait, what guy? What's going on?

[crashout]

Huh? [Wait.] Wait did you not...see what I just saw? Some blonde guy arguing about how a blowjob is linked to cancer...?