How do these two get back to Ryuunosuke's place without anyone noticing the blood? We just don't know. It happens somehow. Anyway, Ryuunosuke's apartment is uh... well. It's obviously off immediately, and that's not just because there's zero emotion in there. There's no color either; the entire place is grayscale as hell. Ryuunosuke makes a face and reaches out to turn on a lamp... which does a lot of nothing. Apparently his apartment is going to be the worst-lit place here.]
Ugh, sorry about this. I got a new lamp not too long ago and it's already really dim too.
[At least his sparkles illuminate the room a bit! Those haven't faded at all. Aside from the darkness and the weird grayscale effect, Ryuunosuke's apartment looks like the standard ones; he hasn't put anything in it or decorated in any way.]
That's the term he'd use to describe Ryuunosuke's apartment; it's dark and calm and still, and Silver wanders in and just relaxes in it for the moment.]
Oh yeah, that works! I'm definitely a night owl and I get bored late at night, so I'm usually here! If I'm not then I'm out getting a feel for the town at night, you know?
[It makes it easier to get an idea of potential victims!!
But yes, we're doing very well today. Look at all of this handwaved cleaning.]
[But Ryuunosuke, you've been here for months, why would you need to get a feel for the town...
...Oh.
SOME HANDWAVED CLEANING LATER damn Silver sure doesn't seem like he just murdered a dude anymore does he.
...
He's ditching his shirt, there is too much blood on the shirt, but his jacket is fine and he'll put it and his gloves back on like nothing happened.]
Are we going to do that again?
[It's... Maybe it's wrong of him, but it's something that made Ryuunosuke really happy, and who cares about that other guy? He didn't feel a damn thing. ...Well, that's not exactly true, is it? He definitely felt excited...]
[Don't worry about the shirt, he'll take care of that! Ryuunosuke's ditched both his jacket and his shirt because uh. That sure is a lot of blood. Goddamn, Ryuunosuke, show some restraint.]
I'd really love to! It was super fun! It was just so--
[FISTPUMP!!!]
It was so cool!!
[And that's ridiculously loud, punctuated by glitterbombs going off. Ryuunosuke sighs in frustration and tries to shake some of the glitter out of his hair. Again.]
[He's kind of fucked up and broken but you know what he does understand that killing people is not actually normal and we probably shouldn't be doing that.
[You know, one can only handle being a shitshow for so long before you have to go be a shitshow at somebody else for a while.
Seems like Kimbley's reached that threshold. Not because he's tired of being a shitshow, but because he can't make himself get tired of being a shitshow and that's probably something Archer or Kirihara would worry about - because he can't be fucked to worry about it himself, and those two worry like it's their job or something.
Maybe it is Archer's job back home. Who knows, he hasn't really asked about their little arrangement.
[Well, that's both expected and surprisingly normal - unless something's seriously up, most people aren't exactly bursting with feeling over picking up the phone. Same sort of principle, he supposes.]
I don't suppose you'll buy that I'm just seeing how you're doing.
[That's casual, though.]
That meeting a couple weeks back was a mess, yeah?
I didn't say anything about you because it's not my damn place. But if you ask me, we should watch both that skeletal jackass and the guy with all the justifications, because I doubt they'll do us the same courtesy.
Looks like Highpockets is one of ours, though. That was a new one.
[...Fulbright. He means Fulbright.]
Speaking of new, I'll be surprised if you're actually messed up at all. If you are, you're doing better than me, anyway.
Oh yeah, I'm definitely keeping an eye out for those two. Which one's Highpockets though?
[It's a great nickname but uh. He's not sure who Kimbley's talking about.]
...And yeah, I guess it's more accurate to say "more of the usual". A lot more of the usual? Is apathy something you can experience more of? It feels like it. Or doesn't feel like it?
[...he's fucked up in his own very special way, okay.]
Loud guy, white clothes, self-awareness zero. The one who acts all "golly gee willikers, mister, I don't know what you're talking about" whenever anyone points out that he's being obtuse on purpose.
[Kimbley.]
And yeah, I'm currently talking to you while taking in the breathtaking view otherwise known as "my ceiling." I think I've been lying here for three days or something.
I guess I'm doing slightly better. I mean, I'm sitting up. Though I've been staring at a cactus for like, five days. I haven't managed to kill it yet, so there's that.
[...you know that makes literally zero sense, right]
My friend made it for me for Christmas! He seemed pretty convinced I wouldn't be able to kill it, so I mean... he must have had a lot of fun killing cacti to test it out!
[this is literally the stupidest mental image he loves it]
I mean, my entire apartment's really dark and colorless and all that fun stuff, but this cactus is totally not taking any of that. It's the most amazing thing.
[...well, some warmth is coming across the crystal, so there's that?]
[he has been lying on his bed for days while you have the world's most fuckless cactus
this is what our lives have become, didn't we used to be hardcore or something]
You might want to not have any guests over, if your whole place is like that. Once in a while I get company so I'm trying to keep it confined to my room. I'd tell you to take a guess at how well that's been working out for me, but honestly I haven't gone to check in a while, maybe it's escaping.
Yeah, there's someone here from my world that's bound and determined to look after me. So it's for the best that he doesn't see the...everything, he'll shit a brick.
...God, I should probably tap him in the head a bit later, he's probably thinking I died.
[Kimbley.]
But in the meantime, I'm fucked up and you're fucked up, and the same sort of thing seems to make us a bit less fucked up, if only for about twenty minutes. And that thing's probably a bad idea but I can't say I really care right now.
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