Babo Kim can find Akechi lingering around the area where Haruka collapsed, staring at the ground with a hand on his chin like the floor is about to offer him all the secrets of the universe. Assuming he doesn't sneak up on him completely, Akechi will glance up once he notices him, a... very somber look on his face.
Guess they're running across each other in the garden so they can walk and talk. Akechi's busy staring at the flattened path until he notices Babo Kim.]
Good morning. I assume you heard the announcement as well?
[SOMEWHERE....... AT SOME POINT DURING THE AFTERNOON........... Akechi will run into Babo Kim during his exploration of the new floor.]
Oh, it's you... [Pleasantly.] It's good to see you. How are you faring?
[After, you know, the whole ass mess that was this weekend. Just thinking about it makes him feel angry all over again, so maybe he shouldn't do that.]
[IT'S OKAY... This can be his revenge for all the pain Akechi probably unwittingly inflicted on him earlier this week.]
... Ah, thank you. But I was only doing my job.
[A beat.]
I... [Hm.] I cannot condone murder. It goes against everything I believe in. But— I'm aware that my vote has resulted in the loss of someone's life in the previous weeks. So I suppose... I should thank you for keeping Meltryllis-san from harming anyone else.
[New week, new locations! That naturally means that everyone will want to go out to explore the new floor, and Akechi won't be overly surprised to stumble into Babo Kim somewhere on the fourth floor.]
Oh, good evening. [Pleasantly! He gestures at (throws dart) the drawing room.] What do you think of the new facilities?
[Finding him............. flopped on a couch in the lounge, apparently! Akechi blinks at him like he almost can't believe it, and then huffs out a laugh.]
You're as easy going as ever. Should I even ask if you have a moment?
[Welcome to the attic, Agni. Please enjoy the cursed VHS, the bloody chainsaw, the baby carriage, the 5'10" ball jointed doll... No, wait. That's just Akechi. He seems to be in the of poking through the shit in the room when he notices him, turning to glance in his direction.]
Oh, it's you. Good morning. [Politely. He gestures at the attic with one hand.] It's nearly anti-climatic, isn't it?
[He's bundled up, but enjoy being stared at with glassy, permanently dilated eyes. Even the bruises on his face are airbrushed. It's fine.]
[Agni cannot fucking see him, apparently? But Akechi sounds exhausted as hell, and he is visibly looking him over for injuries. What's the state of the fire god?]
week zero, friday.
Babo Kim can find Akechi lingering around the area where Haruka collapsed, staring at the ground with a hand on his chin like the floor is about to offer him all the secrets of the universe. Assuming he doesn't sneak up on him completely, Akechi will glance up once he notices him, a... very somber look on his face.
That was a nasty death, man.]
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So, what's the next move, detective?
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Outlook not so good
[... And he flinches, snapping his mouth shut and grimacing. That's, uh, probably fine?]
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week one, friday.
Guess they're running across each other in the garden so they can walk and talk. Akechi's busy staring at the flattened path until he notices Babo Kim.]
Good morning. I assume you heard the announcement as well?
[RIP, Nia.........]
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It was pretty hard to miss. Sounds like she was outside, huh...?
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There's a trail... And mud. [Slimy mud, apparently. He squints at it.] Was she dragged through here?
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week two, monday.
Oh, it's you... [Pleasantly.] It's good to see you. How are you faring?
[After, you know, the whole ass mess that was this weekend. Just thinking about it makes him feel angry all over again, so maybe he shouldn't do that.]
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the thing is that babo kim has his own anger, burning low, so he doesn't initially notice the new anger that's added on top of it.]
As well as one can be, I guess. What about you?
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The same, I'm afraid. [He sighs.] Things have certainly taken a turn for the worst, haven't they?
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week two, saturday.
sorry for the pseudo-punch in the jaw earlier but anyway akechi doesn't know that was him]
Oh, hey. Good work, Akechi.
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... Ah, thank you. But I was only doing my job.
[A beat.]
I... [Hm.] I cannot condone murder. It goes against everything I believe in. But— I'm aware that my vote has resulted in the loss of someone's life in the previous weeks. So I suppose... I should thank you for keeping Meltryllis-san from harming anyone else.
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[so, like, he wouldn't blame anyone for hating him.]
It's a difficult situation.
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week two, monday evening.
Oh, good evening. [Pleasantly! He gestures at (throws dart) the drawing room.] What do you think of the new facilities?
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[he's also apparently been to the beauty salon because his hair now has a pink gradient.]
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[can't believe jan has gone back to playing yet another pink]
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week three, friday.
You're as easy going as ever. Should I even ask if you have a moment?
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[ergh.]
But sure, what's up?
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[Babo Kim????? Don't mind him as he approaches to take a better look at him. How we doing, buddy?]
Well, I suppose that's related to my first question. Where did you sleep?
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cries at typos
pats
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week four, friday.
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... How are you feeling?
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week five, monday morning.
Oh, it's you. Good morning. [Politely. He gestures at the attic with one hand.] It's nearly anti-climatic, isn't it?
[He's bundled up, but enjoy being stared at with glassy, permanently dilated eyes. Even the bruises on his face are airbrushed. It's fine.]
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What the heck happened to you?
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week six, friday.
... Oh. It's you, Agni-san.
[Agni cannot fucking see him, apparently? But Akechi sounds exhausted as hell, and he is visibly looking him over for injuries. What's the state of the fire god?]
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Akechi?
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