Week 4, Saturday

[foundationmods]

[As everyone files into the studio once more, they will be invited up on stage instead of to their audience seats as they normally are. On the far left of the stage is a set of 16 chairs, one for each living contestant, arranged in two rows of 8. On the right is a podium for Dazai to stand at, and in the center is a big board with spaces and numbers on it.

Once everyone gets settled in, it's time for the game.]

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[allmyfriendsaredead]

[Saki comes running not much later. It's amazing how fast you can run when you're so completely fixated on a goal, you can't even register your own exhaustion anymore.

It also means she's there to hear him scream in the midst of only wreckage and ruin.]

Vanitas-

[darkremnants]

[ Sorry. Vanitas isn't here any more. ]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[She hesitates for a moment before walking over to him, crouching by his side. Murmured words, and more of the debris begins to lift itself, if only the lighter pieces.]

[darkremnants]

[ Its not even going to register that he's getting help. He's still pulling, and clawing at whatever he can to move it out of the way.

But... he's not there. He's not any where. He's not... ]

Aoi...

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[She sucks in a breath, her energy for cleaning the debris quickly depleting. A piece simply falling back on the pile signals the end of her efforts there.]

Vanitas...

[She tries. She tries so hard to put strength behind that name, but it comes out weak and frail.

Another moment of hesitation. But then, she brushes a hand ever so lightly against his shoulder, brief.]

[darkremnants]

[ The digging stops and he already knows the answer.

Then the touch registers and he realizes he's not alone. Looking at Saki, his eyes bright with tears before he starts scrubbing at his face. Wiping some of the dust on his face. ]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[When she sees those eyes she quickly looks away, eyes fixed on the rubble instead. Her hands curl into fists uselessly in her lap.]

I'm-

[Her voice cracks. She swallows, trying again.]

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry...

[prayerwheel]

[ Azura's not far behind her, water whipping behind her heels to propel her inches closer. She might even bump into her. ]

Saki--? Where--where is he--?!

[allmyfriendsaredead]

I don't know- we can't find him!

[Her voice is terse, focused simultaneously on digging up pieces with her cantus and calling out to Azura.]

[prayerwheel]

[ Azura's brain is on autopilot. Save Dazai--can't. Go to studio--done. Find Dazai--can't. But she sees Saki picking through the rubble, and that's something she can do to put her frantic, fluttering mind elsewhere. So she does. She makes her water revolve around to lift up pieces and fling them aside to the ruined walls. It's not graceful. It's just a hurricane. ]

[duskhound]

[There is. So much to do. Ellie's also part of the group arriving with Saki. She needs to find GT, or at least proof of what happened to him. She needs to take care of Vanitas, too. It's what GT would have wanted if something did happen to him, right? She... She needs to do everything at once, doesn't she?]