WEEK 7

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Seven weeks.

Seven long, long weeks.
But with the final trial and the deaths of four of their own, the game would be over this week...right? 🗈

All the truth was theirs to know, along with other things.
And now, the survivors had a task ahead of them...
...Would they be able to end everything on a high note?

...Or would it only end....bittersweetly...?

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MONDAY

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TUESDAY

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WEDNESDAY

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THURSDAY

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[cryosurgeon]

[It's not surprising to see one of the new demons lounging cross-legged in the sitting room, but his appearance might be something of a shock to the people who know his host: tight black riding pants tucked into knee-high cuban heel boots, a long-sleeved black dress shirt of fine linen, and a garnet red silk brocade dress vest with a matching tie. Everything is immaculately tailored to enhance the demon's lithe form. His charcoal hair is slicked back neatly, revealing an industrial bar piercing through his left upper ear, shaped like a golden arrow. A trifocal monocle rests over his right eye with clear, ruby, and smoked crystal lenses. A book of philosophy is cradled in his splayed left hand, a snifter of fine cognac in his right. Resting in his lap and draped over his shoulders are a pair of black cats, identical save that one has green eyes and one has bright yellow. Periodically he will set down the cognac to scratch one of the cats lovingly with short but sharp nails-- glossy patent leather black in color-- but he otherwise is fixated on his book.

If approached, he will seem to not notice until the cats fix their attention on the person first. Only then will his eyes raise to his visitor: still crimson, but with slitted pupils.]

[excavated]

. . . Cats?

[ he thought the demons were either birds or dogs so this is new ]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[Sherlock knew this would happen - Anon and Natsuno and his own subsequent changes showed there's a level of equivalent exchange happening. However, seeing it is different. The man steadies himself, remembering his own experience]

Might have I have your name?

[cryosurgeon]

Mmm. The one with yellow eyes is Logos, the green eyes Pathos. Cats make excellent companions and familiars, due to personalities both mercurial and constant.

[The demon’s voice is so familiar, yet the cadence is more confident in a quiet way, the tone relaxed. However, he doesn’t smile, only fixing Tsubasa with a mildly curious stare.]

Do you like cats, young man?

[cryosurgeon]

[The cats do look up first, followed by those inhuman eyes. The book remains open in his hand for now, and he sips the cognac, taking his time before answering. A lesser man than Sherlock might be intimidated by the intensity of that stare, though there’s no hostility in it, only a mild curiosity.]

I am Buer. This is Logos the Golden and Pathos the Emerald.

[He sets down the glass to pet Pathos as the cat rests on his lap.]

[byanyother_name]

[There's a new friend(?) in the library today, sitting on the corner of one of the tables. He has one leg crossed over the other, a book resting on the upper knee, humming softly to himself. His outfit is all neat lines, almost militaristic, but there is absolutely nothing military about his bearing.

It's far more the lazy ease of a relaxing predator despite the white-to-black stork wings on his back.

Anyone that approaches will be treated with red eyes lifting to them, a slow smile... and a light wave, revealing his left sleeve has an opening cut over the wrist, a third ruby red eye staring out from it.]

[excavated]

Got it. [ He nods quietly in understanding -- as someone who used to be a demon himself and even has those memories, he can't help but just take it all in. ] It's nice to meet you, Logos. Pathos. I'm Syaoran. [ Since he's not sure if he should be using his real name around the demons... ] I don't mind cats, actually. Although I'm more of a dog person. I assume you like cats a lot?

[excavated]

[ Tsubasa himself is in the library for various reasons - he's missed being able to read things that weren't the books that Caim was interested in and actually choosing stuff for himself, but when he sees the so called friend here? He can't help but be a little curious. ] What are you reading?

[byanyother_name]

I thought it was only polite to know more about my dear Lady's guests~ Oh, names have been changed to protect the innocent -and the guilty-, but I can't be fooled by such a simple trick.

[The demon looks back down at his book and smiles again before returning his eyes to Tsubasa.]

I think this one is yours, actually.

[cryosurgeon]

[The demon smiles faintly, slitted pupils widening in interest.]

All animals have their merits. After all, they are part of the natural world. I admit, cats of all kin are fascinating. Dogs evolved alongside humans, domesticated by the hand of man. Cats... well, they choose to domesticate themselves when it suits their whim. Even a so-called “house cat” is oft better able to survive when gone stray than a dog. Truly they have lost less of their wild instincts.

And... Syaoran, is it? Mmm.

[The smile widens almost imperceptibly, welcoming and yet chilling.]

I am Buer.

[excavated]

[ And that's when his expression hardens. No more 'chilling with the demons' Tsubasa, it seems. ] If you wanted to know my history, you could have just simply asked. I don't have anything to hide. [ Especially given who his "dear Lady's" opponent is, after all. ]

[byanyother_name]

Buer~

[It's a playful sing-song purr of a greeting as the other demon leans over the back of Buer's seat. He looks down to peek at the book over his non-catted shoulder, wings rustling softly with the movement.]

[cryosurgeon]

Hello, dear Shass. To what do I owe this pleasure?

[He sets down his cognac, gives the golden-eyed cat on his shoulder a scratch... then cards his glossy black claws through the other demon’s red locks.]

Lovely vessel, by the way.

[excavated]

Yeah, that's true. [ He seems to be paying close attention to his words, but even as his smile holds something chilling within, Tsubasa doesn't seem to back down from it. ] It is a pleasure to meet you, Buer-san. I didn't know that, actually. [ He learned something new today!! ]

[byanyother_name]

If you really have nothing to hide, you'd be one of the first in all of human history. In any case, wouldn't explaining all of this to me take hours? I could hardly monopolize your time like that.

[Far from being bothered by the shift in demeanor, the demon's eyes sparkle with absolute delight. There's nothing malicious to it, really. It's not that he's specifically happy he might have made Tsubasa angry. But he's drawn out a new side to him, something that was hidden before, and that's a treat.]

[cryosurgeon]

I am always content to share my knowledge of the natural world with those awake enough to appreciate it. The moral and natural realms of philosophy are my domain, after all, as is logic.

[Logos chirps on his shoulder, earning a nuzzle from his master.]

Yes, my darling. Our new friend is quite interesting, isn’t he? All of them are, in their own way.

[improbablenotimpossible]

All you're missing is Ethos...

[Sherlock commented idly, taking a good look, so far this one wasn't acting out in an way that Caarcrinolaas did, but... the demons were an aspect of themselves but twisted]

[excavated]

Perhaps, but asking permission before seeing a person's life story is only polite, is it not?

[ It's a cool anger that boils beneath the surface, but it's not for his own sake.

It's because his own story involves other people important to him. ]

[excavated]

I see, so those are the kinds of abilities you have. I assume that you understand what the cats are saying, too...?

[byanyother_name]

Perhaps I just wanted to visit you.

[Shass hums with pleasure as Buer's claws comb through his hair, eyes half closing lazily.

He smiles brightly at the compliment.]

I'm so glad you noticed~ It's very comfortable. I quite like yours, as well.

[cryosurgeon]

So you know your philosophy. I am pleased at that.

[The demon’s smile widens slightly at that brief inflection, pupils dilating in interest.]

Perhaps you could consider me to be the representative of Ethos. It could prove such a stimulating conversation starter, don’t you agree? That is... if you are feeling well enough for such a pursuit.