PC: DOROTHY

[uhhhmagic]

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WEEK 3 - THURSDAY

[uhhhmagic]

[Are . . . are either of them mobile. Taako is probably slightly more mobile than Dorothy since he got shot with a (healing) gun, so, he'll eventually make his way around slowly to see if he can find her?]

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy is not mobile. But she is in her room, door propped open and all doctored up with her leg in a splint and she looks very tired but they're all Tired.

She perks up when she sees him, though. ]

You look a lot better than I expected.

[uhhhmagic]

It's my face, I'm just naturally radiant, and I have great hair.

[STOP. He'll come over to sit nearby though, on the floor if he has to.]

You uh . . . ok? And stuff? [and stuff]

[misstrust]

... And stuff.

[ But at least Taako looks gorgeous. Pull up some leaves, buddy. ]

But it's nice to be back, at least.

[uhhhmagic]

And stuff!

[Slumping down, tired.]

Yeah. I mean. Better than the alternative. I never did enjoy high school. Uh, what happened on your side? I guess we only saw the . . . memories.

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy offers him a sympathetic smile. ]

... May I make it as vague as possible?

[uhhhmagic]

[Okay, he actually laughs at that - then goes "ow" because. Ow?]

Sure, I would never deny someone the right to be vague about their feelings.

[misstrust]

Don't push yourself. [ With a lazy flap of her hand. ]

... But to put it simply, we walked into a church and found a paper on the altar that caught on fire and then I was made to give a sermon on faith before we were led to a classroom and ended up in those... outfits.

Then I was quizzed about forgiveness, Rufus tried to hang himself, then he had to stab someone, then he stood in some manner of demonic circle where his skin melted off, then I was stabbed and he stopped melting in order to help me tend to that and we were led to the auditorium.

[ Vague. ]

Week 3, Sunday

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy is just making her blind broken way to the kitchen and-- honestly, it sounds like someone's already there, but she doesn't even care. ]

Please tell me we have alcohol.

[uhhhmagic]

[SIGHING SO DEEPLY.]

Sounds like a real fun time.

[uhhhmagic]

[He's just digging through cabinets? Maybe for the same thing.]

I miss the pub! Can we go back to pirate world? Everything was okay in pirate world.

[misstrust]

Truly. How was it on your end?

[misstrust]

The outfits were cute, the pub was amazing...

[ She sighs, so wistfully. ]

[uhhhmagic]

Well think really really hard about what would be cool next week! Who else would have drinks-- OH! Cowboys. I love cowboys. I love incredibly cute in leather.

[misstrust]

Oh, like a saloon!

[ Dorothy brightens. ]

I've never worn anything remotely... ah, cowboy-like, but that could be fun.

Week 4, Sunday

[misstrust]

[ She's not at all surprised to see Taako here.

But she does move to join him, after grabbing a tankard of ale. ]

Shall we not talk about it?

[uhhhmagic]

Thank god. No.

[He really appreciates you, Dorothy.]

Mm. I have a question for you, though.

[misstrust]

Oh? Go ahead.

[uhhhmagic]

Would you tell me what team you’re on?

[Tapping his fingers on the table.]

It’s important.

[misstrust]

... I'm sorry, but I can't. Not this week.

[uhhhmagic]

Next week, then?

[He sips his drink, not that distressed.]

And I guess follow-up question. Um. Did you kill Raven? Or do you know who did?

[misstrust]

... Do you always ask your friends whether they've killed someone?

[ And she shakes her head. ]

No. To both of those.

[uhhhmagic]

You would be so shocked how often I do. Especially nowadays!

[GOD.]

Alright. So, have you heard anything about this whole . . . murder requirement?

[misstrust]

Ah, about how you have to kill to bring the dead back? Or something along those lines?

[uhhhmagic]

Yup. It’s two murders per team. Apparently.

[Sighing out, flicking his nail against the glass.]

So, if your PHS has ever been glowing on Sunday, that means your team killed that week.

[misstrust]

Ah--

[ She blinks. ]

I can't say I saw it glow today. Did yours?

[uhhhmagic]

I can answer that tomorrow. If we team swap.

[Sighing out, sinking on his chair a bit.]

For now I just wanna not think about some dumb bullshit for a bit.

[misstrust]

Fair enough. Let's discuss something more entertaining, then.

[ As she returns to her glass. ]

[uhhhmagic]

Okay! Literally anything else. Ummmmmm. Tell me a cool story about your life or something.

[Leaning forward?]

[misstrust]

We had a Japanese foreign exchange student who neatly averted someone trying to cheat in a dueling match and disabled his arm by whipping the bullet back at him with a handmade sling.

[uhhhmagic]

That kinda rules actually.

[LAUGHING? WOw.]

I guess I'd ask what kinda school endorses dueling matching, but we definitely had them too.

WEEK 6 - POST TRIAL

[uhhhmagic]

[Hi, Taako's here to . . . chill, I guess. Maybe spout a few poems. God. Well, just sitting down for the moment, fixing his hair for a few seconds.]

[misstrust]

Hello, Taako.

[ Sup, sir. ]

[uhhhmagic]

Heard your instructions
So not talking about murder
Totally fair, yeah.

[Hey.]

[misstrust]

Thank you, I appreciate it.

[ Her hero. ]

[uhhhmagic]

I guess I will push.
Just a tiny little bit.
Thanks for doing this.

[misstrust]

... You're thanking me?

Ah, because of the required Faction thing?

[uhhhmagic]

[Just going with a nod and thumbs up for that one.]

[misstrust]

[ The expression she makes is totally understanding. ]

I'm sorry you're forced to speak like this.

... But you're welcome. Hopefully that should mark the end of it.

[uhhhmagic]

[He does a nod and a little salute at that, collapsing in his seat a bit. Tired. Seems attention-hoggy when he's not the one dying tomorrow, but. You know.]

[misstrust]

... Are you all right?

[ Eh. She'll have her spotlight tomorrow. ]