[oh - he's actually just in the middle of sending a text. he holds up his phone as if to indicate it]
Jail, probably.... Vira-san might be coming with, if she's up for it. There's something I -
[he pauses for a second, like experiencing a bad memory and he rubs the back of his neck reflexively]
.... There's something I wanna check out. Have you gone to investigate any of the rooms, White-kun...?
Jail, probably.... Vira-san might be coming with, if she's up for it. There's something I -
[he pauses for a second, like experiencing a bad memory and he rubs the back of his neck reflexively]
.... There's something I wanna check out. Have you gone to investigate any of the rooms, White-kun...?
[ . . . . huh. he pauses at that. and then - ]
.... we had related stuff, but not exactly the same. I had the same feeling of... someone being gone. But when I went -
[ . . . he closes his eyes.]
We were hit in the back of the head and then when we woke up, we were bound and chained in a church. It was hard to tell how long we were there.
People were watching... but we couldn't free ourselves. Then we were beaten with a metal pipe until we were knocked unconscious.
[mineo's hands tense - at least white can guess why it resonates poorly with mineo in particular. like he's tired of being assaulted and beaten for reasons he can't decipher.]
... but after - it smelled just a little like cigarette smoke. And we were hungry.
.... we had related stuff, but not exactly the same. I had the same feeling of... someone being gone. But when I went -
[ . . . he closes his eyes.]
We were hit in the back of the head and then when we woke up, we were bound and chained in a church. It was hard to tell how long we were there.
People were watching... but we couldn't free ourselves. Then we were beaten with a metal pipe until we were knocked unconscious.
[mineo's hands tense - at least white can guess why it resonates poorly with mineo in particular. like he's tired of being assaulted and beaten for reasons he can't decipher.]
... but after - it smelled just a little like cigarette smoke. And we were hungry.
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