week 1, sunday afternoon

[disilluded]

[Hey, Shirasu. Sousei wasn't actually seeking Shirasu out in any way, but.

Now that he's spied that familiar white hair, he walks towards him anyway, expression flat and closed off. They just watched a teenager murder another, and he's not feeling all too happy.]

... Fuuma. A moment of your time.

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[wagashis]

[are any of them really happy, this weekend? he raises a brow at the sound of sousei's voice, because he really only has the one right now anyway.]

I suppose I can spare a moment. What is it?

[disilluded]

[Nobody is happy this weekend. Nice scars btw.]

What happened when you went into those doorways?

[wagashis]

[thanks, he hates it.]

The place toyed with us both, unsurprisingly enough.

[disilluded]

So it would seem.

[That doesn't explain much.]

You were with Natsuo, were you not? His injury was grim, alongside Stephanie's.

[wagashis]

...it was, yes, but I can't speak to what happened with either of them. I never saw Stephanie in there at all.

[he's sure as hell not volunteering info here, sorry sousei.]

[disilluded]

... Fine. Then speak to what happened to you.

[wagashis]

As I said, the place was affecting us in some way. Once we were inside the passage, I heard Natsuo speaking to someone I could neither hear nor see, and calling them by name-- he also tried to flee from something I was unable to detect.

I expect that what I heard was, likewise, something he was unaware of.

[disilluded]

[In all honesty, he's not sure if he should ask what Shirasu heard. But in that case--]

More illusions. They were intending on messing with your head the entire time.

[wagashis]

[yeah, probably don't ask about what shirasu heard. he's not likely to be forthcoming with that anyway.]

Precisely. It was all some sort of trick to get us to give up a flame we had with us.

I don't believe he realized none of it was real until after.

[disilluded]

....So it was another pointless--and dangerous--waste of time.

[Huh! Nice!!]

Very well then. That was all I wanted to know.

[wagashis]

Not entirely pointless. It's certainly seemed less cold after that, hasn't it?

[you're welcome!!

he was half expecting further questioning, but honestly, he won't complain about not having to say more than he already has.]

[disilluded]

I don't intend on thanking you for that. There were others who were likely more successful than you.

[And on that friendly note, he's turning to go!!!

Bye Shirasu!!!]