Opinions without 3.1415 are just Onions (Week1 post trial)

[ghostricked]

After everything, the house seems almost too still and too mundane. At least as long as the doors to that room remain closed. One by one those covered in what was once their teammate are lead to the showers or change in silence. There is no warm meal waiting for them. No words of encouragement.

Life goes on, regardless.

Comments

[tsunderine]

Are you profiling them so that nobody will forget?

[yeah, she peeked, but at least she's being polite and cordial about it instead of her mischievous self, so that's a plus]

[boardreversal]

[He knows Dazai is out there, but...

He plays another game, seemingly not paying any attention.

It's a little mean, but...

Well. He still remembers what he told Dazai on thursday.

You have to make the first step, Dazai-san.]

[notbymyside]

[...ah. Well. That's something he can still remember, at least.]

It's normal, to not know what to do in a traumatic situation. Everyone's first time at seeing someone die will cause such a response. You do have the right idea though, finding a routine and working through it helps.

[notbymyside]

[He does indeed see the sigil now, which is a definite change.]

It seems the miasma affects what is recorded on the cameras. Which is unfortunate, it means that we can't trust our recordings.

[accessorytomurder]

...

[She looks down at her cup, as it darkens and darkens.]

Will it... get easier?

[accessorytomurder]

Don't go.

[She shudders in his arms.]

D-Don't... don't get hu-hurt, please. Don't go.

[cw_suicide]

[the closest he can get is like. a hand at the door jam and peering in like a creep]

... cards?

[notbymyside]

Partially.

[There's no point in denying it, not when he got caught doing it.]

Back in Yokohama, part of my job was keeping records on dead employees. Or, rather, it's a task I took on myself. People are more than just data and statistics and a 'death date'. Everyone deserves to be remembered, even if it's only in the pages of a journal.

dining room

[tsunderine]

[.... oh.

she sees that look and while it's not something unfamiliar to her, Rin decides take this in stride and walks in with a smile]

Hello, Yachi-san. Sorry, I'm not interrupting, am I?

[accessorytomurder]

...unless you soak it, it takes more than one washing. And w-we... don't have that much bleach.

[So.]

I just, um, I... need to keep busy? ...please.

[notbymyside]

Time and distance helps. Once you're out of the situation and have time to breathe, it will get easier. You never truly forget, but the reminders come less often, and it's easier to keep the reactions hidden.

[finalring]

Think about it, Ango. They've lost an entire team already, including a high ranking agent. And from what Gilgamesh has told me, it's likely that their opinion of the 6350s--of us, will drop. That they'll think of us the same as D-class agents.

[ which means that it's likely that they already see them as something close to fodder. ]

[accessorytomurder]

[She gently shakes her head, not straightening up from the table.]

[boardreversal]

Ah...? I'm fine, Flayn-chan. Romani-sensei already said it wasn't as bad I originally thought, so...

[Are you going to tell him to his face that it was worse than it really was, Flayn?]

Ah, it's...Solitaire. It's a card game you can play by yourself - the goal is to try to sort all the cards into their suits, from ace to king.

dressing room

[tsunderine]

Hey, do you think we can take a bunch of these clothes out of here, Marona?

[thankfully, Rin is talkative so she can fill the silence]

[accessorytomurder]

Good.

[There's a faint firmness to her words.]

Even if it hurts... even then, I-I donn't want to just... to go numb. That's—that's not fair.

[reanimania]

[ He glances up, brushing some hair out of his face. ]

Obviously.

[cw_suicide]

[it's a bit suffocating--she's asking this of him and he's already just half-heartedly, reflexively wishing he wasn't there. that neither of them were.

feels bad.]

Yachi-chan...

[even if this wasn't a murderhouse, he shouldn't make that sort of promise...]

[oxidegreen]

They're putting a lot of effort into forcing us to play this game.

[Which is... really weird.]

Re: dressing room

[oxidegreen]

...What do you mean by "a bunch?"

And why?

dining room

[finalring]

[ okay the sight of rin injecting herself is....definitely concerning. ]

Rin? Are you alright?

[notbymyside]

What, is he seeing the future or something?

[Might as well get that out of the way before he gives some big speech.]

[boardreversal]

...Okay.

[He comes down, leaving his cards up on his bunk as he smiles down at her, though it's sad.

It doesn't take long before he hands her his suit, though -]

Careful. It's ripped at the shoulder and a little towards the chest.

[Thanks, Gin.]

[notbymyside]

If you want to keep moving, then you'll keep moving. Overcoming trauma like this is largely about perception.

I would say you have the right personality to make it past this.

[tsunderine]

Thank you. It really is a pain to have to wash these...

[she sighs heavily, her shoulders sagging]

Anyway. How are you doing... after all that?