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Day 7

[murderstars]

[ LOTS OF STUFF GOING DOWN ?? WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT IT??? There's been a viewing area set up in the lobby and a bunch of popcorn popped. Apparently someone feels like having a sense of humor today. ]

[aquamarined]

[ fashion-forward as ever, Kanan has chocolate-covered popcorn. AND SHE'S ACTUALLY LOOKING KIND OF DISGRUNTLED with puffed cheeks. ]

Battle of the bands?? I would have been perfect for that...!

[shslliar]

Huuuh?

[Here Ouma is, sitting next to Kanan. Stealing a handful of popcorn. And eating it.]

What makes you say that?

[aquamarined]

[ She turns her head with a piece of popcorn near her lips. You can have popcorn, child. ]

I'm a School Idol at home. I pretty much sing and dance for my school like a sport almost. I think Azura-san is the closest anyone has to a musician here... I could teach them so much!

[shslliar]

[1. He's in high school. Not that he will correct her or anything.]

[2. He was totally expecting her to be angry! Geez.]

Wooow, that sounds neat! I don't think we had an Ultimate Idol at the place I was stuck in... Unless that's Rantaro's talent.... Hm.

[He munches on the popcorn thoughtfully.]

... Do you think they have a karaoke machine around here?

[talktothestand]

You would have been amazing at it...!

I would have liked to see you show your team what they're made of!

...I hope Shion-chan or Yuri can take care of my team.

[aquamarined]

Oh, well... I'm sure they'll do great! What's left of them...

[ She pauses. ]

... Natsuhi-san made it sound like Matt-san pulled a vote over on her. [ GUMSHOE WARNED YOU ABOUT HIM, KANAN. ] B-But I'm happy to see that Kishibe-sensei is alright.

MEMORIAL UPDATE

[shslliar]

[With all the shit that went down yesterday, the memorial is updated yet again. However, Ouma seems to be a bit late this time. Oh well.]

Calisto
Rohan?
Evstafi?
Yuri?
Fire lady Akane
Trapdoor victim
Electrocuted guy
Hannah (Sort of)
Kimi
Natushi

[The marker's still there if anyone needs to make corrections.]

[talktothestand]

[ NO POPCORN FOR THIS GUY. WHERE'S JOSUKE.

I mean, he feels a little bad for Natsuhi, EVEN IF SHE WAS a nagging auntie to people, but didn't deserve that! And he's relieved Yuri is ok and not... dead. Even if IT'S WORRISOME NOW THAT his team is at risk of getting bit by that weird girl, Hannah, was it?Please let that thing stay in the cell...

Feel free to bother this glass-case of emotions as he searches for Josuke. ]

[shslliar]

[Ouma's not a mind reader, he doesn't realize what Okoyasu is thinking here. However, he does want to bother him a little.]

You seem jumpy today. Did I scare you that badly the other day?

[pomaid]

[Josuke's been running on fumes since his team keeps losing so hell yes he's going for a big bowl of popcorn the minute he sees it. But he's not enjoying it too much, he's kind of down.]

Aw man, here I was all jealous of this game before and I still don't get to do it.

[That's not actually why he's bummed out, but hey.]

[bluescreenofdeath]

Oh, really? That's so odd! Didn't you hotel yourself?

[pomaid]

I wasn't saying it was strange, just bad timing, you know?

[talktothestand]

[ OKUYASU CAN'T TELL IF HE SHOULD HIT YOU FOR LEAVING ROHAN-SENSEI BY HIMSELF AND/OR FOR SENDING HIM AWAY TO NOT HELP YOU OR CRY IN RELIEF THAT YOU'RE NOT GONNA DIE.

So he's just... approaching you carefully. with tears brimming in his eyes. ]

Josuke...

[aquamarined]

Josuke-kun~!

[ Kanan perks right up. ]

Ah, I'm happy you're safe.

[entreats]

[ At best someone might only get a glance of Ange when she first shows up in the lobby - soon after she's already off. She doesn't want to be emotional in front of anyone, but she also is too emotional to not show it right now, so the best solution is just to get away for a moment.

There's only so far she can run though before her emotions force her to give in, and if you're either looking for Ange or just going for a toilet break, you'll probably find Ange in a corner of a hallway, squatting on the floor with her arms around her knees, crying her eyes out.

Not wailing loudly though, okay, she's not Battler. ]

[shslliar]

[He followed her.]

[Part of him was curious. Part of him wanted to poke fun at every person who joined him in the hotel.
There were many reasons why someone like him would chase after a little white rabbit like her, but soon he catches up to her... And her tears.]

[He can't help but watch for a moment. What should he say to her?]

... Why are you crying?

[entreats]

I'm not.

[ It's a mumbled response without even looking up at him, and a moment later one of her hands furiously rubs at her eyes, like she's trying to hide every trace of it. Not that it works, since her eyes are incredibly red and her voice super raspy, but it sure is an attempt.

Then she looks up, and after a few moments it clicks in her head that it was that weird guy from early on. ]

I just-- I just didn't want to come here. Especially not with this cost.

[cardboard_journalism]

[she wasn't sure if she should approach, but the girl was crying...]

Um... Miss Hair-beads? You okay...?

[entreats]

[ She sniffs, quickly trying to stop crying when she hears someone approach, but it's hard - her eyes still look really watery when she looks up to see who's talking to her. For a moment she's just quiet and staring, but then-- ]

.. have you been alright here? [ It's a mumbled response, and it kind of sounds like she's asking just to avoid having to answer the question she was being asked. ]

[bluescreenofdeath]

[Walks over and sits down next to her, hand on her shoulder.]

Ange?

[entreats]

[ Her body shakes a little when the hand lands on her shoulder, but she doesn't seem to make any attempts at trying to shake it off. Sure, Ene looks super different now, but it's less of a problem when she practically has her face buried against her legs and isn't really looking anyway. And she'll at least accept this much physical contact from the other.

There's only a mumbled croaky answer-- ]

It's nothing. [ Obviously very convincing when she still can't stop crying, right. ]

Re: Day 7

[bluescreenofdeath]

[WATCHING TEAM B'S PERFORMANCE, GETTING STEADILY MORE PISSED OFF.]

[shslliar]

[Ouma is not impressed. In fact, he looks like he's ready to nod off.]

Yawn. When's our team gonna show off?

[bluescreenofdeath]

It looks like our team split up to perform with other groups.