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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[By now, she's realized that her headache won't go away so easy. When combined with the ever present nausea, some might take that as a sign not to come here... But despite that, here she is.]

...Hey. You doing okay?

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[He'll take the greeting as a sign to sit nearby, at least.]

Still deciding. [Which is maybe also the most outright honest he's been with her.] You get an annoying wake-up call this morning, too?

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[She nods, but before she elaborates:]

Where did you get dragged off to?

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[He lifts a hand and sort of waves it around.]

They do say that the guilty often return to the scene of the crime. [That's not quite how it goes, but okay.] What about you?

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Recording studio, then...?

[Or that's her first guess, at least. She shrugs.]

The break room. Less terrifying than the first time I had to look around somewhere, at least.

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Oh, no. I meant here. [The lounge. Lounge bad. But he's quick to just bypass it.] The break room doesn't sound so bad though.

[...] You alright? [Because like. The recording studio also looked kinda innocent before they started doing stuff, so.]

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Hopefully it wasn't too bad...?

[She looks around it, trying to pinpoint anything that might have been troubling, before she sighs.]

Would you believe it even if I said yes, Mr. Detective?

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[A hand starts to reach for his pocket, but he stops himself.]

I'm never one to believe things at face-value. [Not anymore.] ...I'll tell you what happened here if you tell me what happened there. They might be related.

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Who's going first?

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[...this time he does reach into his pocket and he pulls out the dice, throwing them for a roll. The numbers are all different.]

...it was me, Prompto, and Hizamaru. [So him, apparently. The dice get scooped up again.] When you look at these paintings, what do you see?

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A lot of stuff I want to forget?

[It's a light joke, but also these paintings are Bad. Either way, she'll wait for his answer.]

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You and me both. [He gets up then, walking to the chair from earlier. He lingers behind it, staring up at the portrait on the wall which is probably no longer him. Let's pretend he's staring at a portrait of Polly and Nathan doing something lewd.]

Everything in the room was the same, but when Hizamaru checked the paintings, his portrait started to watch him. Physically following with his eyes and everything. It spoke to us. It took some lip reading, but it said to follow its lead.

So. I went to find my own painting to see what I had to do. [He looks at the seat of the chair, arms folded over the back of it.] Today I discovered I'm bad at giving lapdances.

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[Despite everything... She looks like she's trying pretty hard not to laugh.]

And what happened after you tried?

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[THANKS BECK but actually maybe he phrased it that way to try and ease the tension. Shit's rough, sometimes you gotta make shitty jokes.]

After that, Prompto's portrait made him follow the lead of taking pictures of said-lapdance and the kiss that followed. We had to explain to Hizamaru that it's not a dance to ward off demons and apparently I'm too stiff of a dancer for someone who tried to eat a condom. [Go figure.

But his expression grows serious again.] The paintings were moving on their own though, that's the thing. Leaving their own frames, visiting others...sound familiar?

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I mean, I’ve seen them move around in their frames, if that’s what you mean.

[However.]

I can’t believe I’m asking this, but did you really try to eat a condom?

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--not me! Hizamaru! Do I look like someone who would eat a condom?!

[He'll get back to, like, everything in a second.]

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...Can I plead the fifth?

[oh my god]

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Beck! [WOW??????] If this is what you think of our friendship, I'm gonna have to leave.

[Oh. Look. He actually has an emotion. Wow.]

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[She laughs, even if there’s a slight wince when she does.]

Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Did you successfully prevent his condom eating?

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Unfortunately that was a little before I met him on the first day, but since then I think he's avoided it. So anyway it was some weird sexy game of Simon Says that only ended when I got pushed out of his lap and Prompto took my place. But I had Prompto tell me about the photos he took. Says there was blood all over those, too, even if they were just pictures of Hizamaru and I. I told him to delete them before but I'm almost hoping he didn't listen so I can look closer.

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That sounds... incredibly awkward.

[And she makes a face when he mentions the blood. Gross.]

What prize did you get?

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Awkward is one way of putting it, yeah. [Especially given how he felt about it, but he's not going to clarify. Instead, he seems to be debating on sharing that part.]

I think it's chalk. I want to do some tests on it, see what it does, but it also came with a piece of paper I can't read.

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[She tilts her head.]

Why can't you read it?

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Written in a language I can't read mostly.

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Can you tell what language it is?