THE LAST WEEK

[bathymetric]

You wake up with Saturday gone, but... not entirely forgotten. In the same way things seem to be breaking down in the facility, things beyond what you know are starting to fail as well. You get flashes of an unfamiliar room, a groggy sense of timelessness... and then you're back to reality in your beds. It's Sunday.

There are no new locations to unlock this week. You actually find yourself down some - Area D has flooded completely, and the groaning on the doors to the other areas indicates that perhaps the flooding won't stop there. Someone, however, seems to have taken all the memorials (except for poor Zelos-David, god rest his soul) and moved them to the Lounge "overnight." There's a handwritten note on top of all of them, which simply reads "Thought you guys would rather have these than not. :)"

While you obviously won't run into Angel anywhere, use of the Ouija or pestering of the new Assistant are still more than permitted! Otherwise get your affairs in order, get ready, and brace for impact, because one way or another? The end is coming.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your final week! Make sure to check in and read up on endgame here, and don't forget to turn in any and all remaining threads you can over here! The final pull for regains will be conducted Wednesday night, and then... well, endgame approaches! Arms and legs inside the vehicle, we're near the end of the ride! You've all gotten so close and done so well! ]

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[fivestagegod]

[Anyone stopping by the infirmary today will find that it's been rather thoroughly raided, though there's a sign tacked up in the lounge as the day wears on.

ALL RELEVANT INFIRMARY SUPPLIES
(BANDAGES, PAINKILLERS, ANTISEPTICS, ETC}
HAVE BEEN MOVED TO ROOM 20
IF I'M NOT IN THERE AND YOU NEED TREATMENT I CAN BE FOUND IN ROOM 9
DON'T MESS WITH THE SURGICAL EQUIPMENT UNLESS YOU KNOW HOW TO USE IT
Sure enough, the door to Room 20 is being propped open with one of those landscaping aids such that it can't slide closed; Birkin can be found in there for the majority of the day, getting some sort of backup infirmary set up in the event that something truly stupid happens over the next couple of days. Or, you know, the proper infirmary ends up lost to the fish.

It's not perfect, but it seems suiting enough to have the place people show up for healing be Rose's room. Maybe she would have liked that; he doesn't know.

Another sign can be found in the lounge later in the evening:

WE ALL NEED TO MEET UP ONE LAST TIME
BEFORE EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT
THURSDAY, 2:00, SAME PLACE AS BEFORE
He's...trying, at least.]

room 20

[nothingcanstop]

[ Rose's room? Open? ...Huh. Della just finds herself standing there, taking in the makeshift infirmary coming together. ]

...Just in case, huh?

[fivestagegod]

Yeah. Even if some of our stuff has been moved into this general area, I don't like the idea of leaving what we get from in here up to chance. If stuff's going to be saved I want it to be stuff I can actually use.

[nothingcanstop]

...Maybe I should lend a hand. We don't know what place is going to go next, or...who's even moving things.

[fivestagegod]

If you wouldn't mind, that'd be great.

[God.]

I'd set this up in my room, but I've got a good amount of crap in there already. To say nothing of that thing I've been building.

I figured she wouldn't mind, though. Rose.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Like, it's FAIR, they've got a lot to move. ]

Mine's a hoarder's nightmare... [ She trails off, for a moment. ] ...Yeah, I don't really think she would. That was kind of her thing, wasn't it? Healing folk. [ Besides, you know, lying. ]

[fivestagegod]

Yeah. She wanted to do it for me of all people, whenever we got out of here. I told her that she probably wouldn't want to, though I never told her why.

[Honestly, "people rightfully hate me unless I'm a tremendous fraud" is kind of a mood.]

[nothingcanstop]

...Did you tell her about... Well. About getting shot?

[fivestagegod]

I told her about that, and about the motive that week. About how I didn't die but I'm probably going to be dealing with something worse than that for a little while before I'm finished off.

[...]

I actually got a picture of it. Of what I end up as. None of you are seeing that one.

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...Della maybe understands a little of what he was hiding, when he showed her that. ]

That doesn't have to happen, remember. Just by knowing about it, we... It changes things. I'm sure it does.

[fivestagegod]

[He shrugs.]

I know why it happens. I was trying to save myself - I've told you what the virus does regarding a healing response. I was going to die anyway, so I just went for it, and it didn't take.

Or at least that's what I was considering doing. Before all of this.

[nothingcanstop]

[ jesus christ, man. ]

...But...you aren't in the same circumstances now. The Professor's...whatever they are, lab techs, they saved you.

[fivestagegod]

Yeah, they did. I'm still kind of concerned about all the damn people with guns I'm going to be dealing with upon going back.

[He shrugs again, though.]

It's nothing to worry about now, anyway. I'll deal with it once it becomes relevant.

[nothingcanstop]

[ ... ]

I mean. There's gotta be a bulletproof vest or helmet somewhere, in all the crap I've got from the vending machine. Just, you know. To keep in mind.

[fivestagegod]

[Oh my god, Della.]

I mean, I'm pretty sure I've got some of Kirei's clothes in my room somewhere. They're made of Kevlar for some reason?

Jesus, though. Between you offering me shit like that and Rose just wanting to cry all over my hometown to try to save people from the zombie plague, you guys really need better taste in friends.

[nothingcanstop]

Listen.

[ She knows. She's aware, she's very aware. ]

I get it, alright, I know you're not... But what am I gonna do, just...not want you to have a shot at living, after all this?

[fivestagegod]

You'd be within your rights to.

[...]

I mean that, I'm not trying to make you feel any kind of way about it. It just is what it is.

[nothingcanstop]

I know. ...And...I know it'd be...right, or...something, but I just...

...I'm pretty tired of seeing people die now. It's a lot worse, when you've got...feelings attached to them.

[fivestagegod]

...I guess it would be.

[He's quiet for a moment at that, though.]

I'm not...trying to say that I don't appreciate it or anything.

[nothingcanstop]

I know what you're saying. And...you were right, it is kind of fucked up. But, well... I never claimed to be all there to begin with.

[fivestagegod]

...I'm still trying to get used to people being nice to me, you know. It's weird as fuck.

[nothingcanstop]

That's just what it was like, huh...? It sounds-- [ Erk. She used that word with Rin before, so she pulls back, reassesses. ] ...Well. It doesn't sound like something I'd like.

[fivestagegod]

...It sounds what?

[That was going somewhere, Della.]

[nothingcanstop]

[ She...winces and decides to just go for it. ]

Lonely. It sounds lonely.

[fivestagegod]

Oh.

[It's said in a way that's more...he doesn't know what he expected, as opposed to arguing the point at all.]

...So was it Rin or Therion giving you shit for that one? Because trust me, I get it. You don't turn out as fucked up as me if you've got a normal life with friends and mentors and stuff.