WEEK 3 MINGLE

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WEEK 3

Week three opens like the other two weeks, but when you wake up, you know there's been a change in the area. At first, nothing is wrong - but when you look at any window, you aren't greeted with the cheery sight of the outside - instead, there's just a cold, harsh blackness. Trying to leave out the doors is impossible, too - if you try, you just find yourself back on the couches in the lobby. On top of that....The Staff are beginning to act even stranger, their glitching out becoming more obvious. Sometimes, they seemingly go blank mid sentence and walk away, as if they were reset, and slur or stutter their words.

The weather is...well, non-existent, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Another piece to the puzzle, one step closer to finding the truth of this place. Yet, it doesn't seem like you're any closer to solving this...

And time still ticks onwards, regardless if you're ready or not.


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[dereban]

[ Okay, she's going to steady her voice a little bit, but her brow furrows a little lit, still serious. ]

Doesn't change what I said, Ichigo. It's still fucked up. All of it.

[ ... ]

Do you need a hug?

[resortghosts]

...It's in the past.

But...yeah. I would.

[dereban]

Just because it's in the past doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt. [ She flushes a little bit, embarrassed to do this as she opens her arms out for him, trying to flash a steady smile. ] C'mere. I can't see you, so you'll have to come to me.

[resortghosts]

[Yeah, he's just going to practically fall into that hug, arms wrapping around her.]

i'm sorry

[That's all he manages to send, as he just - clings.]

[dereban]

That isn't something that you should apologize for. [ Inaba does return the favor at least. Also since she has a good idea of where he is and how tall he is, after a bit, she still keeps close enough to just make the attempt to karate chop him on the head. ] However, you should instead apologize for not caring enough about yourself and saying that you aren't important. [ DON'T THINK THAT SHE MISSED WHAT YOU TYPED TO AKIRA, YOU DUMBASS ]

[resortghosts]

[There's a little motion, because, well, ow - but he does seem to take it in stride.]

I'm not important, not on a night like this. I'm just - removed from the game, and I can't help any of you. Something that happened in the past...really isn't worth talking about.

[dereban]

Not important, my ass! You're just as important like the rest of us. [ And now she's going back to actually hug him more properly, even if she's going to squeeze him in a little tighter, in a way that silently says she won't let go. ] You say you can't help but you're doing more than enough, Ichigo. You. . . listened to me. To all the shit I talked to you about. If you say that you're not important, then I might actually cry again, you moron. Don't say that something happened in the past doesn't matter! Don't say that it's not worth talking about! If you say something like that, then did anything we talk about not matter, too?! Did saying "that you'd always be there for me" also not matter, because that was something you said in the past? If you don't care about yourself, then... please, [ her voice comes out a little choked, a little pained; she doesn't care if the others can hear her ] Let me at least care about you, Ichigo. You're important to me.

[resortghosts]

[There's a silence - yet, somehow, it feels like a stunned one.

And then -

tears fall to the floor, little saline droplets out of thin air, before she's wrapped up in another hug.

From the way it feels, it's like he's saying something...but she can't hear it. Even so, even so...

'Thank you, and I'm sorry']

[dereban]

[ The fact that she can't hear his voice seems to tear her apart on the inside, and for good reasons. If she could actually see him, know exactly what he's saying, she'd be able to reply to him properly.

But she does notice the tears, and her arms are around the small of his back as she runs a hand up and down his back, in a way that's trying her best to reassure him. ]

It's okay. It's okay, Ichigo. I just don't want you to hold yourself back on our account. Because. . . we're your friends, right? It doesn't matter if you're alive, or dead. When you suffer, we do, too. So please don't pretend that you're okay when you're obviously not.

[ HEY, INABA,

maybe you should, I don't know, take your own advice ]