[newlydead r2] day 6 - santa

[unexpectedboner]

[at some point, probably by early afternoon, santa may decide to go find junpei for the meeting they've arranged... his dressing room door is cracked open and he is on the floor with his darkened tablet balanced on his outstretched legs, upper body leaned against the back wall, head drooped. cups and wrappers and chairs and discarded vests are scattered liberally in various states of crumpledness and there are some dents and stains on the walls in a way that could be a tantrum but could just be college boy. by the grace of god it doesn't smell too musty...yet.

he doesn't stir when santa approaches]

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[jinglebros]

It's not over, no. Would I be here if it was?

[ Santa starts picking up some of the discarded cups and wrappers. ]

This is a fucking mess...

[unexpectedboner]

You'd just leave me here forever? --Just throw that in the corner or something, I'll deal with it later. You can, uh, sit.

[offers the chair! rights it for him, too]

[jinglebros]

I didn't say that. [ Santa pitches the stuff in the corner and sits. He doesn't actually feel like being a maid, anyway. ] But I assumed you'd be awake by then. Unless you plan on slumping over and dying like that asshole Gallagher.

[ A glare communicates this is not an allowed scenario. ]

[unexpectedboner]

[kicks some of the other stuff in the corner too and plops down on the makeup counter there's one of those in here, right?]

That's not the plan, no. I just...needed a break after that thing this morning. Hadn't expected to crash out, though. Nothing exploded yet?

[jinglebros]

Nothing exploded. I haven't exactly been up with what's happening outside my little bubble, though. [ Santa pulls at his clothes a little in what seems to be a nervous gesture, adjusting long sleeves lower and collar a little higher. ] I guess we both needed a break.

[ Too bad breaks are dangerous in a murder game. Good thing nothing went too badly... as far as we know? ]

[unexpectedboner]

Yeah. I can watch out for you if you need some time to yourself. Uh, if I know ahead of time, anyway.

[jinglebros]

Yeah? Thanks. Same to you. By the looks of this place, you need more breaks.

[unexpectedboner]

...I'll clean up, geez. Sometimes you've gotta knock a few things around, okay?

Anyway, what's up? You wanted to chat, so...

[jinglebros]

Heh. I'm talking shit but you see my dressing room.

[ He shrugs and nods. ]

We gotta talk about the rest of the... [ He makes airquotes in the air. ] "group".

[unexpectedboner]

[frowns, crossing his arms]

Yeah. Things kinda escalated pretty quick this morning...

[jinglebros]

I'm starting to feel like they're dangerous.

Especially Lotus.

[unexpectedboner]

If they wanna ask for trouble, fine. Just don't leave me as the scapegoat. I guess we talked them out of it...

[jinglebros]

For now. But it'll come up again. If not that, then something else.

[unexpectedboner]

What do you wanna do?

[jinglebros]

I think we better start having our own meetings from now on. Keep track of shit and make sure we're not letting it get out of hand. Maybe we include June, maybe not, but nobody else.

[unexpectedboner]

Yeah. ...Maybe we should keep Kanny out of this for now. I mean, you already said she was getting stressed out, right?

[jinglebros]

I talked to her. She was getting stressed by not being allowed to help as much as she wanted to. But still... I don't know if she necessarily has the same priorities we do.

[unexpectedboner]

Yeah... Well, I guess we can keep talking and then play it by ear. She seemed ready to go in on this manifesto thing today.

[jinglebros]

That's what I mean. She's so cutthroat and ruthless. We need to be more careful with this game.

[unexpectedboner]

[fffffrowns]

Cutthroat and ruthless...

[jinglebros]

[ Santa sighs. ]

You're going to have to get used to that, you know.

[unexpectedboner]

[fffffrowns]

Huh...I guess...

[jinglebros]

She wasn't like that. Before, I mean. The incinerator changed her.

[unexpectedboner]

I guess it's understandable, for something like that...

[jinglebros]

No, you don't understand. But I don't know how to explain. [ Santa scrubs at his face with his hand. ] It's hard to figure out what's real sometimes, when it comes to her.