[ when the jolt comes, he jerks back to stare at the lock in mild offense. how dare. but fine, he'll remove the key and head back to the desk where grune is. ]
I think we should figure this out first. Did the password work?
[ and once he's over there, he's going to lurk over her shoulder to see what appears on the screen. ]
[The key cannot be removed from the cell. Kanesan will have to leave it there.
Opening Untitled.txt reveals a relatively short message. Almost like someone wrote down their thoughts before transferring them elsewhere, or perhaps as a stray note that got lost in the chaos of their desktop. It reads:]
N. SAID A. IS WORKING ON GETTING THE OTHER SIDE TO THOSE RUINS. THE SHITTIER H. ISN'T SORRY ABOUT WHAT SHE DID BUT SHE'S APPARENTLY WILLING TO COOPERATE. I, PERSONALLY, WOULDN'T MIND IF SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE TO GET STUCK HERE WITH THEM.
[The computer will freeze the moment they're done reading the text, before subsequently crashing. As soon as this happens — the lights off the security office will flicker and die, plunging them into total darkness... Or, rather, it would be total darkness if not for the dim light hailing from the monitor propped up on the wall.
Though the majority of the screen is black, there is something at the very center of it.
[... She has already touched Grune so fuck it, she's gonna do it again, this time gently pulling the woman away from the computer so she's not like, directly in the line of fire. Hopefully]
Grune-san, that might not be someone you want to greet so cheerily.
[ jesus christ. it's a good thing he got at least a glance at that note... but once the lights are out and there's only the eye on the screen, kanesan's hand goes straight to the hilt of his sword, and he slowly walks around the desk so he's in front of the girls. whatever that is, a demon or a ghost, he'll be ready to unsheathe the blade and protect them in case it attacks. ]
[Well... Unfortunately for them, there will be no time to search for the flashlight. The eye stills, ceasing its frantic blinking, before it slides over the three of them. They will feel something cold and moist wrap itself around their skin, completely and utterly immobilizing them.
Simultaneously, they will receives three separate visions. All three of them have the aspect of a security camera recording. Grayscale, low quality, and lacking in audio. The dates displayed on the corner of each vision is obscured.
Kanesan will see footage featuring three distinct individuals in the hotel's Lobby. One is a woman with long, dark hair that reaches past her waist. She is kneeling down next to what appears the be the corpse of a man close in age to her, with short dark hair and a hooded jacket. She's desperately shaking him, pressing his chest with her hands and then bending down to press her lips against his own. CPR, if Kanesan is familiar with it. There is a puddle of water around them, and the woman remains oblivious of a third, shadowy figure approaching her.
They have a knife in their hands.
Kanesan's vision will cut short before the figure can reach the woman, but it might be a foregone conclusion. He will feel something pierce through his back, puncturing his lung — but when he checks? There will be nothing but a shallow wound there, bleeding like a bitch. The pain will remain with him for the rest of the week.
Grune will witness another vision. This one of the same dark haired man, struggling against the same shadowy figure... Now revealed to be a woman with short light colored hair. He struggles to pin her down, to get the knife out of her hands — but he fails. The woman knees him between the legs, knocking him over before smashing his head against the fountain in the Lobby. A moment later, she yanks him towards the water.
Grune's vision will end before the man's head is submerged in the water, but it is a foregone conclusion. She will feel like she, herself, is drowning for several, long moments. When the effect fades, the side of her head will hurt and her throat will feel raw. A sensation like pins and needles with spread through her body. These sensations will stay with her for the rest of the week.
Finally... Tamamo's vision will feature two individuals. The corpse of a woman with shoulder length dark hair bleeding at the center of what appears to be a ritual circle. Another woman, with light colored hair reading from a book. The "footage" will distort as the lines and curves of the circle go incredibly bright. Tamamo will only barely be able to make out as something reaches for the light haired woman — and rips her right arm clean off her body.
The vision will fade, but Tamamo's right arm will pop right out of its socket. A dislocated shoulder can be fixed at any time... But the soreness that will spread through Tamamo's whole body will stay with her for the rest of the week.
All of this happens in the span of a handful of seconds. The cold, wet feeling will leave them, and the group will be free to move once again. The monitor will shut down and the lights will remain off, but something will click from behind them a moment later.]
it's funny, considering not much has really phased grune since coming here. sex demons? okay! people being murdered? very sad and terrible, but she can handle it.
but it's a little difficult to move like everything is fine when it feels like you're drowning. her hands reach for her throat, and once the sensation is gone, she lets out a shaky gasp as she breathes in. ]
Immobilized, she has a few precious moments to realize in how many ways they probably fucked this up before the vision hits her, and soon after that -- the pain. She's no stranger to injuries but it's a different type of hurt when you're practically human. Bad. Even while making no sound, the first thing she does is smack into the floor once her body is released.
She hears that click though.
Did I mention she big mad? Well now she's incensed and an animal's hiss is gonna flood the room. And she is going to lurk straight at the noise with the intention of killing a thing if a thing needs killing.
Someone please stop her, she's only got one functioning arm]
[ the second the vision ends, kanesan stumbles forward, the sword already halfway from his sheath...
but then he hears tamamo, and despite the pain in his back - there's blood, but he's had worse in battle, so he'll worry about that later - he turns to step in front of her so she can't go any further, already kneeling to tend to her shoulder. visions or not, he knows that particular sound.
to grune, he repeats: ]
Can you get the light?
[ while she handles that (or doesn't, whatever), he focuses on tamamo, speaking quietly but firmly. ]
[With Kanesan stopping Tamamo before she lunges at the source of the sound, nothing else happens. The room remains eerily still, waiting for them to make their next move.]
Now that Grune has taken care of the lights, both Tamamo and Kanesan will see that the holding cell has opened. The door has been pushed to the side, allowing them entry. The pale blue item is still in the cot.]
[Honestly thank goodness for that light because Tamamo is in "Fight-o" mode and spears Kanesan with a cold look, even when she realizes he's not an enemy]
I will handle it myself.
[Glancing around, increasingly irritated there is nothing for her to kill? Goddamn, a fox wife can't catch a break today. She cradles the injured shoulder, frowning.]
I'm distracted enough lusting after one of you. I have no patience for a second.
[It's a pale pastel blue. It's near the edge of the cot that's against the right and bottom wall, with some of the sheets pulled over it. If they want to see what it is, they will have to walk in and take it.]
[While deep down she knows she should take Kanesan's words to heart, she's just too stubborn and moody to hang in the back. So uh, she's gonna stride through the cells door and up to the sheets, yanking them off with the arm that isn't screaming at her]
Yes, me too. There were - oi, oi! Don't be so reckless!
[ he's gonna rush into the cell after her, just in case something else appears. he doesn't particularly care about the blue thing, but tamamo can't fight on her own like that! ]
The funny thing is, that while the sheets were rumpled enough to obscure the thing — Tamamo's rough treatment of the sheets sends the item flying. As it's launched into the air, the three of them will be able to see a knife and its sheath... right before it begins its rapid descent.
Because of her current injuries, including the ache that has spread across her body, Tamamo will not have enough time to move out of the way before the blade impales her right on the arm that isn't screaming bloody murder at her.
Tamamo is going to quietly drop to the floor and STAY THERE THIS TIME, with a dick knife lodged into her only working arm. Don't ask jack shit of her for the rest of the week, comrades]
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[ time to try key number two ]
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And then it gets stuck.
For some reason, Kanesan will get a slight jolt in his hand — and the feeling that he's not supposed to unlock this just yet. Huh.
The password is: HODONTDOIT*4089
Yeah.
There are several text files on the computer desktop once it boots up. They're titled, in order:]
flkjsadlkfjdslkf.txt
lkdjsf.txt
Untitled.txt
we8oyrhisdkl.txt
zadashsfflsk.txt
[Which one will Grune select?]
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[ wow! decisions!
she clicks the one that just says untitled, mostly because it stands out in the middle of all the random letters ]
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[Tamamo is looking at Kanesan, but seeing as that lock ate her pin, she's not blaming him for the sudden stalling.
Wow she really hopes they're not about to unleash a true terror upon the ship.
But yeah she's just gonna sit back and watch potentially terrible things happen and allowing Grune to remain unsupervised.]
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I think we should figure this out first. Did the password work?
[ and once he's over there, he's going to lurk over her shoulder to see what appears on the screen. ]
What does it say?
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Opening Untitled.txt reveals a relatively short message. Almost like someone wrote down their thoughts before transferring them elsewhere, or perhaps as a stray note that got lost in the chaos of their desktop. It reads:]
N. SAID A. IS WORKING ON GETTING THE OTHER SIDE TO THOSE RUINS. THE SHITTIER H. ISN'T SORRY ABOUT WHAT SHE DID BUT SHE'S APPARENTLY WILLING TO COOPERATE. I, PERSONALLY, WOULDN'T MIND IF SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE TO GET STUCK HERE WITH THEM.
[The computer will freeze the moment they're done reading the text, before subsequently crashing. As soon as this happens — the lights off the security office will flicker and die, plunging them into total darkness... Or, rather, it would be total darkness if not for the dim light hailing from the monitor propped up on the wall.
Though the majority of the screen is black, there is something at the very center of it.
Hm.]
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Was that us?
[ but it's hard to ignore the only source of light, so she'll turn to the monitor and. hm. ]
Hello?
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Grune-san, that might not be someone you want to greet so cheerily.
[...]
... Hello?
[Tamamo might be as bad as she is in all honesty]
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Try the smaller light? It's still on the desk.
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Simultaneously, they will receives three separate visions. All three of them have the aspect of a security camera recording. Grayscale, low quality, and lacking in audio. The dates displayed on the corner of each vision is obscured.
Kanesan will see footage featuring three distinct individuals in the hotel's Lobby. One is a woman with long, dark hair that reaches past her waist. She is kneeling down next to what appears the be the corpse of a man close in age to her, with short dark hair and a hooded jacket. She's desperately shaking him, pressing his chest with her hands and then bending down to press her lips against his own. CPR, if Kanesan is familiar with it. There is a puddle of water around them, and the woman remains oblivious of a third, shadowy figure approaching her.
They have a knife in their hands.
Kanesan's vision will cut short before the figure can reach the woman, but it might be a foregone conclusion. He will feel something pierce through his back, puncturing his lung — but when he checks? There will be nothing but a shallow wound there, bleeding like a bitch. The pain will remain with him for the rest of the week.
Grune will witness another vision. This one of the same dark haired man, struggling against the same shadowy figure... Now revealed to be a woman with short light colored hair. He struggles to pin her down, to get the knife out of her hands — but he fails. The woman knees him between the legs, knocking him over before smashing his head against the fountain in the Lobby. A moment later, she yanks him towards the water.
Grune's vision will end before the man's head is submerged in the water, but it is a foregone conclusion. She will feel like she, herself, is drowning for several, long moments. When the effect fades, the side of her head will hurt and her throat will feel raw. A sensation like pins and needles with spread through her body. These sensations will stay with her for the rest of the week.
Finally... Tamamo's vision will feature two individuals. The corpse of a woman with shoulder length dark hair bleeding at the center of what appears to be a ritual circle. Another woman, with light colored hair reading from a book. The "footage" will distort as the lines and curves of the circle go incredibly bright. Tamamo will only barely be able to make out as something reaches for the light haired woman — and rips her right arm clean off her body.
The vision will fade, but Tamamo's right arm will pop right out of its socket. A dislocated shoulder can be fixed at any time... But the soreness that will spread through Tamamo's whole body will stay with her for the rest of the week.
All of this happens in the span of a handful of seconds. The cold, wet feeling will leave them, and the group will be free to move once again. The monitor will shut down and the lights will remain off, but something will click from behind them a moment later.]
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it's funny, considering not much has really phased grune since coming here. sex demons? okay! people being murdered? very sad and terrible, but she can handle it.
but it's a little difficult to move like everything is fine when it feels like you're drowning. her hands reach for her throat, and once the sensation is gone, she lets out a shaky gasp as she breathes in. ]
Oh my...
[ that sucked!! ]
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Well.
Tamamo does not like this.
Immobilized, she has a few precious moments to realize in how many ways they probably fucked this up before the vision hits her, and soon after that -- the pain. She's no stranger to injuries but it's a different type of hurt when you're practically human. Bad. Even while making no sound, the first thing she does is smack into the floor once her body is released.
She hears that click though.
Did I mention she big mad? Well now she's incensed and an animal's hiss is gonna flood the room. And she is going to lurk straight at the noise with the intention of killing a thing if a thing needs killing.
Someone please stop her, she's only got one functioning arm]
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but then he hears tamamo, and despite the pain in his back - there's blood, but he's had worse in battle, so he'll worry about that later - he turns to step in front of her so she can't go any further, already kneeling to tend to her shoulder. visions or not, he knows that particular sound.
to grune, he repeats: ]
Can you get the light?
[ while she handles that (or doesn't, whatever), he focuses on tamamo, speaking quietly but firmly. ]
Which shoulder?
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try to figure out where the light is since it's still fuckin dark, but eventually her hand will reach it and she'll try to? turn it on? ]
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Now that Grune has taken care of the lights, both Tamamo and Kanesan will see that the holding cell has opened. The door has been pushed to the side, allowing them entry. The pale blue item is still in the cot.]
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I will handle it myself.
[Glancing around, increasingly irritated there is nothing for her to kill? Goddamn, a fox wife can't catch a break today. She cradles the injured shoulder, frowning.]
I'm distracted enough lusting after one of you. I have no patience for a second.
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[ but. tamamo is not wrong. none of them can afford the distraction. with a dismayed shake of his head, he rises to frown at the cell door. ]
Once we're out of here, I'll help you reset it.
[ if he approaches the cell but doesn't enter, can he see what the item is ]
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... did the rest of you see anything?
[ she pauses once she reaches him, also looking into the cell. ]
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[While deep down she knows she should take Kanesan's words to heart, she's just too stubborn and moody to hang in the back. So uh, she's gonna stride through the cells door and up to the sheets, yanking them off with the arm that isn't screaming at her]
Let's get this over with then.
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[ he's gonna rush into the cell after her, just in case something else appears. he doesn't particularly care about the blue thing, but tamamo can't fight on her own like that! ]
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they all probably don't need to be in this cell but this is a group activity and grune doesn't want to be left out ]
What is it?
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Well.
The funny thing is, that while the sheets were rumpled enough to obscure the thing — Tamamo's rough treatment of the sheets sends the item flying. As it's launched into the air, the three of them will be able to see a knife and its sheath... right before it begins its rapid descent.
Because of her current injuries, including the ache that has spread across her body, Tamamo will not have enough time to move out of the way before the blade impales her right on the arm that isn't screaming bloody murder at her.
Chronicle of a death foretold, man.]
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The ship wins this round.
Tamamo is going to quietly drop to the floor and STAY THERE THIS TIME, with a dick knife lodged into her only working arm. Don't ask jack shit of her for the rest of the week, comrades]
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