WEEK 6

[bathymetric]

Another week, another three lost - and this time all to one murder case. And that's to say nothing of the execution, or whatever went on with that ouija board that still sits in the library... strange things are afoot in the facility, and some of them not even your captor seems fully equipped to explain.

The other of the two doors in the main living area finally opens after another lost Saturday, and what lies beyond is... strange, to say the least. Looks like there's no shortage of changes, even in the architecture. It certainly seems like you should have gotten something like this before the water park at the very least, don't you think?

Angel's still out and about at night, if you want to be found. And who knows what else you might find if you're out alone? Apparently, you might have a ghost on your hands.



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[ooc: Welcome to Week 6! If you want Angel or to try your hand at the ouija, please make sure to note in your toplevel, same as an investigation! AC is over here, regains are here, and, well...

You've all got a new app on your devices! Use it wisely. ]

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[valentinus]

[ ...A little laugh escaped him. ]

What's it supposed to do, anyway?

[bolderfell]

It's... you've seen the tall boxes in the arcade, right? The ones that make light and sound? Each of those gives you a game to play, but this one has almost ten thousand.

[Oh, no. For those who know how to read him, he looks so proud, explaining one (1) whole technology to someone.]

[valentinus]

[ ...That sure was excitement indeed. ]

I've never played around in the arcade, but I think I'm vaguely aware that there are games there.

I also have had no reason to entertain myself using any of those machines. I'm afraid I don't even know how to use them properly in the first place.

[bolderfell]

Your world doesn't have them, either?

[valentinus]

...I think Midgar had them, when it was once still an actual, thriving city. But, I never made a habit of doing too much recreational activity.

[ He's too antisocial and somewhat maybe too anti-fun (?) for that. ]

[bolderfell]

...Something happened to your city?

[Is it storytime? Therion loves storytime.]

[valentinus]

[ Yes, it was. And one Vincent could tell easily, considering technically he had spoken of it before, though briefly to the other. ]

Do you remember when I told you about Meteorfall a couple weeks back? Sephiroth, the man who had conjured the spell, directed the city to be the spell's impact center. Aerith had managed to thwart his attempts from destroying the world, as I've said...though there were still consequences.

There was still enough power let off to leave the city a wreck, and as a result many had to be evacuated or eventually abandoned what was left of the place.

[bolderfell]

Ah.

[He can only imagine. A spell big enough to destroy an entire city--and it seems like cities in other worlds are so much bigger than he can picture. How many must have died? How much was lost?]

Was that Midgar place your home?

[valentinus]

[ Even though a world was saved, and many lives as a consequence were, there was still a good loss of life for those unable to evacuate in time. And...for what came after. ]

No. I've been without a home for many years now, and even if I had one at one point, I've...forgotten what it might've been.

But, Midgar was a relatively familiar place in my memory, and I'd been there many times as a result of my previous work.

[bolderfell]

[Therion nods. That's relatable. All of it.]

Then I'm sorry. Losing an old haunt isn't easy. ...And neither is losing a friend on top of it.

[valentinus]

[ He'll open his mouth, ready to say that he's no need to trouble himself over it, but he'll leave it, as he's said enough. But before he elected to bring this to a close he will then grab the diamond, having reached a decision. ]

...you also know what it's like, don't you?

[ He'll hold out the item for the other to take. ]

I've still no interest in that thing you offered, but consider this fair trade for listening. Both times.

[bolderfell]

[Well, shit, dude! Far be it from Therion to pass up free wealth. He takes the diamond before Vincent can change his mind.]

If it's worth this much to you, I'll listen any time you want. Now, if you'll excuse me.

[Time to pack his junk back up again and skedaddle on his happy, bejeweled way.]