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thefoundation2019-07-05 11:04 am
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Week 2, Friday
Once again, it is Thursday night. The nightly patrol goes out, hoping to prevent any murders that may occur on this night. Though many sleep, a few wander around, catching the eye of a camera here and there. The night is tense, and it can be seen in how rigid everyone's shoulders are. If there is to be a murder, it will be tonight.
Leo is one of those individuals wandering around. He is nervous this week, thanks to a particular incident that spooked him on Monday. While he did get calmed down at the time, he's still nervous. What if he comes across Ingway like that again? Will he freeze up like he did before?
Though a couple people talked to Ingway as well, so maybe...
Only time will tell.
On the other side of the house, on the backyard porch, is Ingway. He is sitting on the edge of the porch there and looking up at the stars, contemplating a series of events that had happened this week. So much has happened in such a little amount of time, and it has drastically changed a huge part of his life. Where does he go from here? What does he do with the time he has been given? There is no easy answer for that.
There is, however, an easy answer for what comes next.
The back door opens, and Leo steps out. Ingway, having heard the door open, quickly glances in that direction, which in turn startles Leo. Recognition and fear fill Leo's eyes, and he's torn on what to do. Should he stay? Should he run? It IS Thursday night, and Ingway has proven himself to be dangerous. But he's also been helped by so many people, so is he really still dangerous?
But after a long pause, Ingway's face shifts to a small, warm smile, and he pats the edge of the porch near him. Leo glances around, and then hesitantly takes the offer and moves to sit down with Ingway.
Their conversation isn't audible, they are just barely too far away from a microphone. But whatever it is they talk about, they're out there for a good half-hour, and by the end of it both men are smiling. Rather than fighting, it seems they have managed to talk out their problems, and the night passes with no deaths.
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((Just as before, only people outside of the round can see this. Characters within the round will only know about it if Leo and Ingway tell anyone.))
Leo is one of those individuals wandering around. He is nervous this week, thanks to a particular incident that spooked him on Monday. While he did get calmed down at the time, he's still nervous. What if he comes across Ingway like that again? Will he freeze up like he did before?
Though a couple people talked to Ingway as well, so maybe...
Only time will tell.
On the other side of the house, on the backyard porch, is Ingway. He is sitting on the edge of the porch there and looking up at the stars, contemplating a series of events that had happened this week. So much has happened in such a little amount of time, and it has drastically changed a huge part of his life. Where does he go from here? What does he do with the time he has been given? There is no easy answer for that.
There is, however, an easy answer for what comes next.
The back door opens, and Leo steps out. Ingway, having heard the door open, quickly glances in that direction, which in turn startles Leo. Recognition and fear fill Leo's eyes, and he's torn on what to do. Should he stay? Should he run? It IS Thursday night, and Ingway has proven himself to be dangerous. But he's also been helped by so many people, so is he really still dangerous?
But after a long pause, Ingway's face shifts to a small, warm smile, and he pats the edge of the porch near him. Leo glances around, and then hesitantly takes the offer and moves to sit down with Ingway.
Their conversation isn't audible, they are just barely too far away from a microphone. But whatever it is they talk about, they're out there for a good half-hour, and by the end of it both men are smiling. Rather than fighting, it seems they have managed to talk out their problems, and the night passes with no deaths.
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((Just as before, only people outside of the round can see this. Characters within the round will only know about it if Leo and Ingway tell anyone.))

'GAME' TIME...?
Near the tubs of water balloons -which are also color-coded- is a note from Dazai:]
The water balloons have food dye in them. Whichever team finds me and manages to hit me with one of their team color is the winner. Feel free to throw them at each other too.
Rec Room
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???
He might want a bit of revenge, sue him.]
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Dining Room
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Enjoy your sudden water balloons, everyone. ☆]
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Backyard?
If he hears or sees any clues that someone found Dazai he's totes gonna kill steal. Bastard.]
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Hallway Door Team: Assemble
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After the Balloon Fight
Soon after that, he's in the kitchen, chopping up all those veggies plus a couple of onions he grabbed from a cabinet. What could he be making? His knife skills are pretty amateur, but he's going slowly enough that he shouldn't cut himself despite the fact that he looks a little distracted. At least he doesn't seem like he's two seconds from jumping out of his own skin, like he was for most of the week?]
Kitchen
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What are you making, Leonardo Watch?
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Friday Night
Hope ya'll like being bossed around by a stressed no-longer-doggo.
By the time night falls he goes to each person and hands them a few homemade gummies in zipplock bags- and whispers low enough that he hopes the mics can't pick it up]
Put one in your mouth before the game tomorrow. If things go foul, bite down. It can offer a small amount of healing.