Week 3, Friday

[foundationmods]

[As Friday morning dawns on the third week, everything seems normal. The weather is as sunny as always, there's no stillness or heavy air, and after two weeks without a murder it's easy to assume that this Friday will be the same as the others.

Well, it's a few hours yet before Dazai would show up with some fun activity for Friday. Might as well go about with getting up and ready for the day, right? Who knows what you might find waiting for you this morning.]

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[houndumb]

[He'll catch it, and they've done plenty of comparisons by now so he's not going to bother stopping Vanitas unless Ingway or somebody else has an objection and then they can fend for themselves, really. Nora's not really interested anymore. All the same:]

It was her wound that was weird, y'know, not the weapon or anything. So figurin' it at the source is the best way.

[There's just a shrug here.]

But whatever, we're pretty much done, anyway.

[darkremnants]

[ He's already not listening at this point. Sorry Nora.

He can finally see the damage done to her body. Kneeling down next to her and stretching out his fingers to touch her cheeks. She feels cold.

It's wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

She was always warm and a source of light in his life for the last couple of years- no. It's been longer than that. The glimpses he caught through what Ventus' feelings were a light that used to burn, but some how it became comfortable. It became home in this world.

He knows her soul is safe, but knowing that and seeing this...

Vanitas leans down to press his forehead against hers. His partner is gone and it hurts again.

Then he'll move to scoop up her body to bring her to the prinnies. Bye guys he's done. ]