[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]

Comments

[unexpectedboner]

Truth hurts. You're not trying to break our deal, are you?

[jinglebros]

What the hell are you talking about?

[unexpectedboner]

You said all this stuff was about to get harder for you. So I'm asking if you're reordering your priorities now.

[jinglebros]

My first priority is Akane, you know that. Why would that fucking change?

[unexpectedboner]

You brought it up. I just figured I'd make sure.

[jinglebros]

I did not! This is all you.

[unexpectedboner]

Whatever, think what you want.

...But if it's not gonna change how you vote, then what's the big deal? I mean, it's not like the specter of our impending death is any closer or further away.

[jinglebros]

Fair fucking point, we got off topic and that's my fault. We still have shit to figure out. But you can be less of an ass about it.

[unexpectedboner]

Says the guy who jumped down my throat the second I stopped overachieving for a minute. What I'm trying to say is that if you wanna mess around and it isn't hurting anyone, then why not? Life is short, may as well enjoy what you've got.

[jinglebros]

[ Santa looks entirely confused. ]

I... guess?

I'm sorry I yelled at you about the votes, by the way. That was shitty of me.

[unexpectedboner]

Yeah, it kinda was, but...

[shrugs, joking]

Most of the time you're kind of shitty, so it's not that big of a deal.

[jinglebros]

I'm not trying to joke here. If me yelling has anything to do with you stressing the fuck out, I've got a hell of a lot to make up for.

[unexpectedboner]

...Don't worry about that. It's fine. I'm fine.

[jinglebros]

Look, I'm not going to make you talk to me, but talk to someone.

[unexpectedboner]

There's nothing to talk about. Look, I appreciate it, I guess, but it's fine.

[smiles! Finely]

[jinglebros]

[ Santa crosses his arms and stares at him with an eyebrow raised. ]

[unexpectedboner]

...

[makes a face]

Anyway, was there anything else you wanted to do after this morning? Or do we just vote as planed and hope they don't show up with any weird petitions?

[jinglebros]

Vote as planned for now. But I think we should decide our priorities when it comes to the group.

For example, I don't think we should give Lotus votes. Ever. Or if we do, too many votes.

[unexpectedboner]

[frowns, but nods]

She's definitely a wild card, and definitely pretty quick to decide stuff for us. She'll have to take care of herself.

What about Kyrie?

[jinglebros]

Kyrie's fine. We told her about the game and she hasn't even blabbed.

[unexpectedboner]

And when it comes down to her family against us?

[jinglebros]

She already promised me we're first priority.

I believe her.

[unexpectedboner]

Huh...

[jinglebros]

Her family isn't exactly peaches and cream. She doesn't want to see them die but she doesn't care about the final five, either. Hotel's the way to go there.

...I'm trusting you won't repeat this, and if you do, we'll have problems.

[unexpectedboner]

Of course not. Who would I even tell?