week one afterparty ★ where is this warmth going? when it's tomorrow, it'll vanish

[excavated]

The day had ended on a rather solemn note, with not just one innocent dead, but two.

Both the Great Detective, Erika Furudo and the magical girl known as Cure Aqua, Karen Minazuki were killed in cold blood, and all that was left behind was a pool of blood that acknowledged their deaths. And yet, in spite of that, they had to move forward... 🗈

Of course, in spite of the lingering feeling that hung in the air, the possible suspicion that would probably stick through them for the rest of their stay here, if not for the rest of their lives.

Being used to death, he knew very well the sting of having blood on your own hands. He understood too well the consequences. But he didn't want people to simply just blame themselves for something that wasn't entirely their fault.

Which is why after a while, he goes on ahead to search people out to tell them that if they would prefer not to be alone, they can come to the dining room and that there will be food. For those who stay in their rooms, however, they'll find a neatly handwritten letter:

To the one who might read this:

We're dealing with a difficult time and I know that because of this turn of events, that people might start to distrust one another and even make the decision to not face the future. But I don't want to hide and run away from our present; I want all of us to face the reality and change the future so that it isn't a sad one. I'm certain that the two that we lost would not want that from us, either.

Feel free to meet me in the dining room if you wish to mourn, or if you'd wish to not face all of this alone. Nobody deserves to be alone on a day like this. Food will be provided. Don't force yourself to come, though.

- Syaoran

Set up in the dining area are a lot of various comfort foods - a lot of soup based dishes, kebabs, hot pots, you name it. Even if the times are difficult, especially with the results, at the very least there's a small glimmer hope, right...?

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[foundationmods]

[Indeed, there's an empty spot exactly where the feathers point.


...oops.]

[beguiledcard]

[ Sooooo... funny story, really. He was hanging out a lot in the library, starting on Wednesday? Then, well... MURDER HAPPENED.

But, anyway, he's sitting over at a table, staring at a book with no title on the spine. There's an indent on the cover, which is circular. ]

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi doesn't notice Akira, but maybe Akira notices the Good Boy groaning over by the bookshelves]

I almost died for nothing-?!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He pauses, noticing another person in the room, slowly turning towards Akira's direction, feeling his lips twitch as his eyes fall on the book, exhaling sharply]

[beguiledcard]

[ He hears the exclamation and then... notices the staring...

... Just...

Looking from one side to the other, and then slowly getting up and walking over with said book. ]

Did I miss something...? You guys okay?

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi is just gonna lean on the bookcase and almost laugh... then start silent crying.]

1

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He opens his mouth, raising his finger up as if to say something before closing as if thinking better of it]

2

[improbablenotimpossible]

No.

No. We are Not.

[beguiledcard]

[ He... gently rests a hand on Takumi's back???

You get the feeling you should choose your words carefully. . . ]

What happened?

[goldenmaniac]

[He doesn't answer, but he does tilt his head towards Ruler- he'd explain better.

He does lean into the touch though]

[anonnomnomnom]

[


So, here's Anon popping his head in a nearby window. There is a nice breeze, as always, and he's smelling a little sooty because he probably spent some time out there--]

Hey, everyone! Did you see? The chapel is completely on fire!

I didn't check for any survivors yet.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He lets out a long groan at that, burying his face in his hands. Calm down, calm down - he keeps telling himself]

[beguiledcard]

Wh-... Shit!

[ HE'S JUST GONNA TURN TO RUSH TO THE CHAPEL, LMAO, I'M SO SORRY. ]

[literalidiotball]

Huh?!

[Oh no Akira!]

Hey, wait! At least let us have the book before you run off!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His head snaps up as he notices movement]

Hold it! Akira Kurusu. Leave that book.

[beguiledcard]

[ He blinks... then frowns at them.

But after glancing at the book, and then at them, he walks back over and hands it over to Sherlock. ]

At least tell me what this is all about?

[anonnomnomnom]

[Don't mind Anon just climbing on in and sitting on the windowsill and watching them all with a deeply curious expression.]

Is the book more important than the chapel?

[He seems to be perfectly fine with this.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Let's say... This book may hold quite a few answers to the mysteries behind the 'game'.

[He seems to calm down considerable once the book is in hand, and now he just looks tired.

Also, all of them probably smell of smoke? That is a thing]

[beguiledcard]

[ ... Yeah, the smoke smell definitely is a clue that they had something to do with it. Hence him asking what the heck is going on. ]

And you figured that out by... starting a fire...?



... Not that I'm outright against arson, when it comes to this place, but...

[improbablenotimpossible]

... it turned out to be the long way about doing things.

[Aka: boy that wasn't needed. He slowly opens the book, the pages blank, giving a tired sigh]

I suppose the answer will come another day.

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi makes a startled sound]

[literalidiotball]

... Okay, Ruler has the book. We're good.


.... [He turns to Takumi.]

You need anything before we go to bed?

[goldenmaniac]

[He shakes his head]

Thank you, for coming with me, Wheatley. I would probably be dead if not for you and Ruler.

[literalidiotball]

Oh! Anytime, mate! Honestly, I don't think we would have known all this was a thing if we didn't go into the chapel.

[So... They did good. Sort of. Marginally.]

Now, how do we explain this to the others?

[literalidiotball]

. . .

[Wheatley is just staring. Still wearing Takumi's bag. With the bells in it.]

. . . . .

[Intelligence Dampening Sphere.exe is not responding.]