RECORDING 4: THE SECOND WEEK

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A second week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. With first blood - and oil - spilled, it now seems as if it'll only be a matter of time before the worse eventually happens once more. Thankfully, it seems as if the Miasma is content to remain at the same levels it did before, so arguments are unlikely to break out, though tensions are surely high after everything that's already occurred.

Speaking of which, the temperature remains a consistent comfortable early to mid 70's in the house. It appears at least that you'll be here in comfort..? Though it appears that the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

Yet, something feels...wrong. The house feels as if it is laughing at you, when you awake...

...What new horrors await you this week?


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[cw_suicide]

Oh, yeah, that would do it.

[silly boys, but also: mood. he's even trying to defend her from himself so like... l-lol.]

Well, one thing for sure is knowing that there are people who tie in feelings with it, and people who don't. Or people in the middle who can go back and forth with it depending on partner.

Me? I don't think I've had a partner I've felt that close with. So I can't even say how good of I am or not.

[for... reasons. don't worry about it. but also: explains the playboy.]

[accessorytomurder]

...I can't... think of you as 'bad.'

[Even knowing what she does. Even with Ango's disclaimer, even with her conversation with Rin fresh in her mind.

She smiles, sweet and kind.]

It's... probably hard for you to accept it, because they, um, they wanted... things from you that you didn't want to offer. But, e-even then... you were really wanted. So, even if they only saw a li-little of the real Dazai-san... um, I think, I think that you must be very good, to be wanted so much. ...though, um, maybe I-I'm biased.

[cw_suicide]

[... orite. this is the same girl who called him out on so much of his other bullshit ahahahaha screeeeeaaaam.]

I... guess so?

[accessorytomurder]

...at the very least, you know you're better than me...?

[Is that... is that more acceptable praise?]

[cw_suicide]

[Yachi pls

it at least does get him to laugh a bit, like. gawd. ok. what do.]

You don't even know how good you are yet.

Anyway, I can be a gentleman about it. So... however you'd like to go about it...? If you want to.

[accessorytomurder]

I, um. I mean.

[She rubs at one cheek, eyes skittering away shyly.]

How... that is, uh... h-how many ways are there to 'go about it'...?

[cw_suicide]

[... i mean. an infinite amount but ok. um. basics...]

Well. Private? Not private? Chaste? Or...?

[like. idk there's a lot of settings actually.]

[accessorytomurder]

Is... is private really an option...?

[Sh... she'll put a pin in that second option he floated.]

[cw_suicide]

[he's not going immediately there with it, for sure. that's too much, even for him]

If you're the shier sort.

[holds up his hands]

But only kissing, right? So best to keep it simple, right?

[accessorytomurder]

W... we're wearing body cams...!

[She doesn't even know how to kiss!!]

[cw_suicide]

[... this blank look for a moment.]

I completely forgot about those.

[accessorytomurder]

A... and, besides e-even if I d-did, um... I m-mean you can't...

[She flails a little.]

You have stab wounds!

[cw_suicide]

[... this is probably not the time to mention he's done worse with more injuries, she might faint dead away.

he holds up his hands again, smiling.]

I'm only making sure what the expectations here are, that's all. I'm really fine with it being simple.

[accessorytomurder]

I-I don't even know how to... to complicate th-this...!

[cw_suicide]

... it's mostly for my sake I'm saying it, you know.

[he's the scoundrel here]

[accessorytomurder]

Um...! Like I-I promised... I won't, um, I won't... b-blame you, no matter what, Dazai-kun.

Don't worry.

[cw_suicide]

[oh my god now its time for him to sink his face into his hands because who just says something like that???]

No... I'll behave.

[rip him

Just... tell me when.

[accessorytomurder]

Behave...?

[She blinks at him, a bit confused.]

Oh, um... do we... I mean, is now... not... a good time? Do we... is this the sort of thing you, u-um... schedule...?

[cw_suicide]

Now is fine.

[though he's putting out the butt of his cigarette against the wood of the pool table before offering her a hand]

[accessorytomurder]

[What part of property destruction is behaving...!?

...

S-Still.

She slips her hand into his.]

[cw_suicide]

[look, he's doing his beeeeest.

which is why he is hopping off the table and in fact is moving to pull her in close so she can be the one sitting on the pool table instead]

[accessorytomurder]

...!

[She's very lightweight he'll find, and is easily perched up there.

And then... she's actually a little taller than him for once...!]

...hi.

[cw_suicide]

[she sure is.]

Hi~

[and he is pretty close to face.]

[accessorytomurder]

[A-aaaAAaaAAAaaaah...

This! Sure is happening....!

...

But.

She takes a deep breath, musters her courage, and smiles, and with her cheeks burning, hesitantly closes the gap for a quick, sweet little peck on the lips.]

[cw_suicide]

[he's almost startled by how quick it is, honestly.

but then just smiles.]