[oooh knife.... Manwol will take one, thanks. Unfortunately her red dress does not have pockets to put a super sharp knife in, so she settles for the next best thing. She puts her hair up in a bun and sticks the knife through like a hairpin. Fashion!!]
Too much?
[It's cute and quirky, right. Maybe she'll start a trend,]
[ The smallest bedroom will be completely empty except for a hole in the middle of the ground. Weird, because you couldn't see the hole from the ground floor?
Bradley's room, meanwhile, will be completely full. So full, that it's hard to even step into it. It's just rows and rows of shelves full of books, all of varying ages.
The stove turns on nicely! Wow. :) Could be useful later. ]
[Manwol starts grumbling because he's right and looks for a dish towel she can wrap her knife in. She still doesn't have pockets so she'll make one of the boys carry it later.]
[ If he looks into the hole, Alphi will find that it's pretty familiar to him? He remembers how long it took to make it, and how much of a hassle it was. If he squints, he can see the remains of Tsuyukusa and the rest of Lila's body. Nothing surprising here!
Bradley will see that the books are all recipe books about meat recipes. There is so much meat recipes. Best way to catch something, best way to skin it, best way to separate the flesh from the bone. How to stew, grill, steam... it's so useful!
Manwol can find a dish towel. It's hard, since a lot of them are dirty with some mysterious substance, but she manages to find a clean one.
There's a second where he wants to be horrified, yet after pinching his eyes shut and clutching his head, any distraught seems to vanish in a moment.
Why would he be? They did this; they wanted this. Alphinaud looks over the bodies—or what's left of them—before turning away. He still needs to find where that sound came from, after all.
[damn their neighbors live like this? Maybe everyone in the culdesac has a problem with roaches. Manwol will gently remove the knife with the utmost of care, because now Kon has her thinking about uneven cuts, and stick it in the towel.]
I'm going to get the others, wherever they are.
[he can come too if he wants. she'll make her way upstairs to the room Alphinaud is in.]
[ In the closet, Alphinaud will find... Nier? More precisely, an alive Nier, and his eyes widen in surprise and something else-- fear?-- when he sees who opened the door.
When Bradley walks into the master bedroom, he'll find it completely covered in bugs. From the floor to the ceiling, the bodies of different insects slither over each other. If he's not careful, they'll try to climb onto him. Maybe try to dodge a roach as it falls from the ceiling?
Kon will notice that he has four missed calls, despite the fact that the phone never rang. It's from the same number as before. ]
[ kon shifts to let bradley rejoin the family proper, staying just outside the room - better to have someone to keep an eye out for anyone coming and going, after all! ]
This saves us time. Sorry we didn't text you back, but, hey - we can talk now, right?
[ something is nagging at him, though. something is off. can he call this number back? he'll give it a shot. ]
[ Aw yea +1 towel knife. Which is awesome and whatever, he can tuck that away in his coat, but then, ]
Won't... tell?
[ Alphinaud falters, confused again; he's certain he should know what he's talking about, but he doesn't. Wait. This is wrong, isn't it? Yes it is—no it's not.
[They're missing the barbecue. Can't they do this later? Put him back in the closet where he belongs. But does he belong there? Manwol shoots a look at the phone in Kon's hand, half-annoyed and half-distracted by the voice]
He wanted to confess about the mall. [ to the questions coming up.
his brow furrows as the voice continues, and he brings his free hand up to rub his temple a little. but that gesture is strange in and of itself, for a reason he doesn't get, and kon blows out a rush of air.
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Too much?
[It's cute and quirky, right. Maybe she'll start a trend,]
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You'll slice your hair off in uneven cuts when you have to pull it out.
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Bradley's room, meanwhile, will be completely full. So full, that it's hard to even step into it. It's just rows and rows of shelves full of books, all of varying ages.
The stove turns on nicely! Wow. :) Could be useful later. ]
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Alphinaud goes further in; time to investigate hole. ]
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[Manwol starts grumbling because he's right and looks for a dish towel she can wrap her knife in. She still doesn't have pockets so she'll make one of the boys carry it later.]
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[ he's going to look around for a junk drawer or something, see if he can find some matches or a lighter. ]
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Bradley will see that the books are all recipe books about meat recipes. There is so much meat recipes. Best way to catch something, best way to skin it, best way to separate the flesh from the bone. How to stew, grill, steam... it's so useful!
Manwol can find a dish towel. It's hard, since a lot of them are dirty with some mysterious substance, but she manages to find a clean one.
Kon will get his lighter! It works perfectly. ]
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There's a second where he wants to be horrified, yet after pinching his eyes shut and clutching his head, any distraught seems to vanish in a moment.
Why would he be? They did this; they wanted this. Alphinaud looks over the bodies—or what's left of them—before turning away. He still needs to find where that sound came from, after all.
He'll check in the closet. ]
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He'll take a second to read one before heading out and over to the master bedroom.]
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I'm going to get the others, wherever they are.
[he can come too if he wants. she'll make her way upstairs to the room Alphinaud is in.]
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Yeah, they've been taking a little bit. [ he'll follow! so that we're all in one place. ]
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When Bradley walks into the master bedroom, he'll find it completely covered in bugs. From the floor to the ceiling, the bodies of different insects slither over each other. If he's not careful, they'll try to climb onto him. Maybe try to dodge a roach as it falls from the ceiling?
Kon will notice that he has four missed calls, despite the fact that the phone never rang. It's from the same number as before. ]
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What are you doing in here?
[ Is there... anything weird going on. ]
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Time to go back to Alphinaud. ]
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Well, that's convenient.
[she should question this more but nier is a problem theyre gonna have to solve eventually, right?]
Here, Alphi. You're on knife duty.
[She will hand over the towel knife. For safekeeping. Not for (redacted) maybe]
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This saves us time. Sorry we didn't text you back, but, hey - we can talk now, right?
[ something is nagging at him, though. something is off. can he call this number back? he'll give it a shot. ]
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I won't tell anyone. I was wrong to suggest it.
[ When Kon calls the number, there's a click as it gets answered. The voice is the same, but slightly warbled. ]
Next. Next. Next. Next. Next.
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Won't... tell?
[ Alphinaud falters, confused again; he's certain he should know what he's talking about, but he doesn't. Wait. This is wrong, isn't it? Yes it is—no it's not.
What's Nier doing here? ]
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Why doesn't he know? ]
What did ya suggest?
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[They're missing the barbecue. Can't they do this later? Put him back in the closet where he belongs. But does he belong there? Manwol shoots a look at the phone in Kon's hand, half-annoyed and half-distracted by the voice]
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his brow furrows as the voice continues, and he brings his free hand up to rub his temple a little. but that gesture is strange in and of itself, for a reason he doesn't get, and kon blows out a rush of air.
to the phone: ] Next what.
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[ He's staring at the knife intently.
As for the phone, the voice answers: ]
Tomorrow. Next.
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