Mock Week

[sinphony]

[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]

Comments

[pervet]

That would... that would be wiser. You shouldn't carry him.

[ Huh. Why is he saying that? ]

[justpure]

Hold this towel on the wound for me, would you?

[He studies humans, not cure them. Is there some sort of medical reference in this place for someone who is missing an eye?]

[sinphony]

[ Yeah, there's a bookshelf of medical books. You can at least have that? ]

[pervet]

[ Grumbling as he holds the towel. He's not gonna stop grumbling, either. This situation is dumb. His life is dumb. Everything is dumb. ]

[justpure]

[Good. He shall use that as reference as he patches up the angel's eye.]

[pervet]

[ He complains the entire time but mostly it's just because he doesn't want to be in here with other people. Why is this happening.

He's super annoyed right now. Also, the shock is finally settling in a bit, which is not something he is... used to feeling really, as an angel. So don't mind if he just kind of. Flops backwards down onto the infirmary bed in the room. ]

[justpure]

[After everything's said and done, the wound has stopped bleeding. However, there is nothing Kiyo can do for the actual eyeball. It seems Serbet will have to wear a medical eyepatch for the rest of his stay.]

... I don't think you will regrow your eyeball, but at least you're still alive. Perhaps you can tell your friends at home that you survived such a grueling attack? [If they ever escape this place.]

[pervet]

[ ... Aaaabout that... ]

... This is nothing. It's whatever stupid thing they did to me to make me so... fragile.

[ Pausing. ]

... It was actually my fault.

[justpure]

... And you held your tongue in front of the others.

[He does not sound impressed.]

What. Happened?

[pervet]

What do you think happened, zipperface?

[ Plus one nickname, congrats. ]

[justpure]

[He shall accept this nickname. It is fitting.]

You attacked someone in the craft room and the victim defended themselves.

Very foolish of you.

[pervet]

... Well, yes. I did, but I decided not to kill him in the end.

[ He glances aside. ]

I could have, even without my eye. It wouldn't have been hard. But he's too fragile. The kind of fight he put up... it wasn't very...

[ Hand gestures. ]

Proper? Satisfying? Something like that.

[justpure]

I see...

[He looks over the angel, thinking of a proper punishment.]

You should be more fortunate he was weak. We have much stronger individuals among us, and individuals who are much more clever than the average foot soldier...

[He brushes his hand against one of the angel's wings.]

I could possibly rip out your nerves, but you might enjoy the bloodshed. Perhaps I should clip your wings instead... Pluck the feathers out, one... By... One...

[He looks up at Sherbet with a hard glare.]

How would you like the pain?

[pervet]

[ ... Kiyo. Kiyo, are you sure this is wise, because he just... laughs a little bit and then there's a smile on his face. ]

... Why don't you try and find out?

[ I will point out the only reason he was upset about the eye? He wanted to go get it taken care of in hopes no one would catch him. That backfired, though, obviously. ]

[chiarodiluna]

...Am I stepping in on anything private and intimate? I hope not...

[ "Are y'all about to have terrible, masochistic sex in the infirmary?" ]

That would be terribly awkward.

[ Van sure is just here now, standing in the doorway. He's holding a small present package. ]

[justpure]

[That got Kiyo's attention away from the murderangel.]

Ah, forgive me. I had just finished up with our friend's treatment. Now, if you would excuse me...

[He nods to Van and steps out of the infirmary.]

[pervet]

[ Giving you this look. Why you gotta do this to him, Kiyo? Follow through!

He'll just glance at Van, though. ]

... Why're you here?

[chiarodiluna]

[ Van will come over and hand the small giftbox to him. ]

For you. For your, ah, problem. I feel it would look better.

[ ...That sure is a watermelon eyepatch in there. ]

[pervet]

[ I sure hope everyone outside the infirmary can hear the shriek Sherbet just made when he opened this god damn box.

Van why. ]

S-stop joking around!

[rebelmask]

Joking about what?

[ Just kind of came into the infirmary at the right time, didn't he? Akira's frowning a bit but it's only slightly evident by the subtle narrowing of his eyes as he looks between Van and Sherbet. ]

It can't be that bad.

[chiarodiluna]

I gave him an eyepatch colored like his lover's hair!

[ Said plainly. ]

[pervet]

[ OH MY GOD. ]

HE IS NOT MY LOVER!

[rebelmask]

Ah. Oh really now?

[ Akira grins then, feeling a bit mischievous right now. ]

I'm sure it will look great, Sherbet.

[chiarodiluna]

You should proclaim your love with pride, Sherbet! But alas, with this delivery, I must bid you farewell.

[ He's done what he came here for. So, laughing, he's going to just. Disappear. Have fun, kids, don't kill each other ]

[pervet]

[ He's scrubbing his hair in frustration, it's even messier now. ]

VAN YOU ASSHOLE GET BACK HERE!

[ GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. ]

...

[ He looks at Akira. ]

... He's wrong, okay? Don't read too much into it!