the truth is, everyone wishes to be saved.

[finalring]

The execution has come and passed with the death of two more Agents. However time moves on without cease and so must the living. There are no celebrations, only the silence that grows heavier and heavier with every day and the feeling that something is pleased with what it has done.

There are two more days before the new week arrives: what will you do?

Comments

[notbymyside]

[Well. Today sucked.

Saturday, Ango can be found in his room, sitting on his bed. He will either be writing in his notebook or falling asleep while writing in his notebook, but either way he's in his bed doing that.

On Sunday, he actually gets out of bed and wanders the house a bit. He seems to be making sure all the food in the pantry makes it to the kitchen.]

[private]

[cw_suicide]

[sunday, it is.

and the door is shutting when Dazai enters the pantry before Ango can leave at one point]

Let's have a chat. Ango.

[private]

[notbymyside]

[Wow getting locked in this tiny pantry with Dazai is very uncomfortable for him!]

I get the feeling it's not going to be just a 'chat'.

[private]

[cw_suicide]

[too bad so sad!]

Mostly I just want to ask what the hell you were doing adding fuel to Subete's little "you're saying immune people should be spared because you don't want to be killed" idiocy.

[private]

[notbymyside]

I trust you more than anyone else here. If someone has to be picked to relay a message out of this house, you're the one who I would trust to do it.

I had to agree to his nonsense to even have a chance at arguing that.

[private]

[cw_suicide]

Which only puts more of a target on my back!

In the first place, I don't think we have any chance of getting out of here alive. In the second place, me over Gilgamesh or Seteth?

[private]

[notbymyside]

One, we do have a chance. We just have to wait for the right moment to use that chance.

[He sounds. So sure of that.]

Two: Seteth just had his family member die and is not in the right mind to do anything useful. I won't argue with you about Gilgamesh, though.

[private]

[cw_suicide]

What chance?

[not even bothering with point two because actually yeah, u right.]

Ango, with your own experience, you know how fucking sideways this whole thing has gone since minute one.

Private

[onemolife]

[ It's Sunday. He'll catch him in the halls, later in the day from his pleasant chat with Dazai. Looking him over slowly to try to gauge his mood and already coming to the conclusion that he's pretty tired. Bumping their arms against each other. ]

Ready for a break?

Private

[notbymyside]

[Ango would argue, but it's WWX. So instead, he'll set down whatever he had been carrying.]

A short break won't hurt anything, sure.

[Despite the...colorful conversation with Dazai, he's keeping his cool.]

[onemolife]

[ His original idea is scrapped because a certain someone living in the guest room, so he'll instead start pulling him towards the second bathroom. ]

What if I get a little greedy and want it to be longer than a short break?

[notbymyside]

Are you trying to distract me from everything that's happened, Wei-kun?

[He is easily dragged along, though.]

Private

[onemolife]

Maybe a bit of distraction and a bit of stress relief.

[ He'll wait until he's sure no one is around before taking his hand instead. Hand holding ]

Private

[notbymyside]

Ah yes, holding hands is an excellent way to relieve stress.

[He's teasing. But he'll hold WWX's hand, sure.]

sunday

[kaliedoscopes]

[ This entire weekend was somehow more tiring than the last one, and there wasn't even a laser this time. Hikage is also of the same mind of making sure the supplies are moved even if he personally hates 99.9% of everything that's in there, food is food. ]

Thanks for organizing everyone at the end of trial.

[notbymyside]

It was no trouble. We needed to be organized to make a decision on what to do. I only wish we could have gotten better results from it.

[kaliedoscopes]

What outcome were you hoping for?

[notbymyside]

I would have liked to see our chances at getting someone out of the house.

[kaliedoscopes]

So would I. The way it turned out in the end...it was a waste.

[notbymyside]

It was absolutely a waste. Even if the plan could have ended in more death, it was better than just sitting here and waiting to die.

Sunday;

[sageking]

Attempting to make sure some of that...drivel is still available for everyone to consume?

[ ...Well, it was to be expected, he supposed. Mortals had to eat and all. ]

[notbymyside]

As terrible as this food is, we might not have any other choice. We need to eat.

[sageking]

I suppose that's true for you and the rest of those other mongrels.

Saturday

[noneforall]

[Hello, darkness, our old friend! That is to say, they probably end up spending a lot of time in silence in the room just. The one scribbling, the one reading, and there really isn't any reason to speak up or disturb the peace most of the time. Saturday is no different, even if the quality of the silence probably differs at least a bit.

Subete is mostly flipping idly through the book he usually carries with him again, rather than going for anything particularly new or exciting. At length:]

Notes on the trial? Or notes on what comes after?

[Asked rather casually into the air like he's just kind of picking up a nonexistent conversation, just because he can.]

[notbymyside]

[Wow what a book to be reading for fun.]

Collecting my thoughts, mostly. It's easier to arrange them on paper and re-read them than it is to arrange them in my mind.

[It's fine, they can go with this conversation.]