pc catchall for junpei (crashout)

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

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[She frowns.]

Can I see?

[Not that she thinks she can decipher it, but she's curious about what it looks like now.]

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...just don't tell anybody about this in case it's something weird, alright? [But he pulls out a hunk of chalk and a strip of paper. The paper itself looks like it was ripped from the page it was on, but the language is definitely unidentifiable. Very obviously not-earth-like.]

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[She reaches out to take it, wincing slightly at the feeling in her arm as she does, but as she looks it over...]

Wait, why don't you want to tell people?

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[...shrug. He doesn't feel like explaining he's still mildly paranoid.]

I don't mind telling people I think I can trust. Is that better?

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I didn't mean to say it was a bad thing... I was just curious.

[She brushes back a strand of misplaced hair.]

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[He takes a breath and exhales slowly.]

No, sorry. I get it. [Take these things from him and do as you wanna do, Beck.] I'm just thinking about demonic possession and not knowing when it'll start.

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...You think that's what's going to happen?

[Bad!! After a few moments, though, she hands everything back to him.]

As expected, I got nothing.

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[Into his pockets it goes.]

...have you talked to Dick yet? About what happened yesterday. We weren't sure which of us was going to run into you first.

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[After a moment, she nods.]

Hard to look him in the eyes knowing it might be there... Right?

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[A nod.] Take something like that into account, plus the things we saw and heard, and that little announcement on Monday.

It's too much evidence to only be coincidental, don't you think?

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Maybe. Okay, probably, but...

[She sighs.]

It's just... hard to think about. The recording on Monday said something about not making the mistakes they did, right? So - maybe we'll be able to stop that from happening in the first place.

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The recording also said everyone started turning on each other after the first week. We're starting to run out of time.

[Ah. The real reason he isn't outright trusting everyone.] I'm all for stopping bodily possession and mind control, but...we don't really know how yet. Unless sex is the answer somehow. [There's a smirk.] Like if the body's already busy, it can't take the time to be possessed or something.

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Just because they did, doesn't mean we have to. And... I get the feeling that'll be tougher if we don't at least try to trust each other.

[She pauses for a moment, surprised, before she laughs

and her nose starts bleeding. It doesn't look like she's noticed yet.]

Right, yeah. The obvious solution. You're a real romantic.

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You don't have to be romantic-- [He's about to say something on the subject of trust and sex and all of the in between but uh. Hm. Problem?]

Uh. Beck? You...[He motions to her face as if that's going to clarify she's bleeding.]

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[She blinks, touching her face once she notices that gesture, and pauses once she pulls her hand away and sees the blood on her fingers.]

...Okay, so that's happening.

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[He'll just try to find something to stop the bleeding? He guesses? Uhhhh.

Yeah he hands her a sticky note from his pocket. Oops.]

You wanna tell me what's going on and what happened this morning? [Does he assume they're connected? Yes.]

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[That's fine. She'll just hold this sticky note up to her nose.]

It's not like I was avoiding telling you...

[Anyways.]

I got one of those messages to go to the break room. We had to play strip blackjack.

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[Well hopefully that helps, sorry about your nose Beck. But. Hm.]

...do you even know how to play? [There's almost a grin in his tone because Beck doesn't seem like the gambling type.] Who was on your team?

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Even if I didn’t, there were rules there.

[Just keeping it nice and vague. She has to take out her clamshell, because she didn’t get their names, oops.]

Um, Edelgard and Kanesada.

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[He's only briefly spoken to Edelgard, but his eyebrows lift a bit at Kanesada's name.]

Okay...so strip Blackjack with three players. Who won?

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[There’s a short pause, before she shakes her head.]

...Four players. There was - someone else in there dealing. He won, I think, but - we got something anyways.

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[...he'll come back to that.]

What'd you get?

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...Pretty sure it was a water gun shaped like a dildo.

[She hates it, thanks.]

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....[Sorry, he just busts up laughing bye. It's not even that funny? It's just a little funny because everything is so stupid.]

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[She grins despite herself, reaching out to shove at him.]

Shut up.