[mineo does seem to look alright! emotionally? who's to say. but he will come over then, going to sit with gu yun. he goes to get another glass just so that he can have a little wine just so once again gu yun is not drinking alone.
but.
uh.
that absolutely makes him deeply concerned, hello]
Wh.... What the hell?! That's pretty dangerous as far as those weird illusions go?!
White and I handled it, though meimei did attempt to throw herself in front. [ mineo will get his immediate exhaustion at that... qingxuan.... ] I likely had a bruise or two, but they vanished the moment I left the room.
The place I spent the night had something to do with anger as well - the waves at the beach were extremely choppy. Childe himself is a user of some sort of water based magic, if our simulation room adventures were true, so.
[god he's just absolutely fucking buzzing with anxiety at that, worry for everyone involved. he's so upset he really is just shaking like a dumb worried dog? terrible.]
Ah, at least they disappeared... [the injuries, he means]
Uh, the roses in the garden were bleeding last night? So I guess something was definitely happening in there...
[ mineo... honey... he picks up on that but also has no idea what to do with it?? being near mineo and his sincerity is a lot normally, let alone when it's time to share emotions. ]
Mm. We're alright. [ that is what matters, mineo's right. it's just an illusion, anyway. ] So, likely a violent attack, though from attacker or victim, who is to say.
...[ there's a pause, and he glances over at mineo out of the corner of his eye, recalling their conversation from earlier in the week, and that knot of emotion that was near tangible. it's actually easier to focus on that than the worried dog part. ] What's on your mind?
[ . . . . he is a dumb worried dog, and the idea of a violent attack makes something twist in his stomach in kind of an angry way - before he hears gu yun's question and just. frowns deeper. the complicated knot returns and -
upon closer inspection, it's a lot. it's a sense of identity that seems to be fraying apart. clinging to old ideals, but trying to adjust. there's anger, there's dissatisfaction, but there's also understanding and sympathy.
what is utterly missing is any sense of closure.]
.... Everyone is pretty unsurprised that it was Childe. I mean, I am too, but every person I talk to....
[there's mostly a large lack of mourning.]
.... I hate that guy - and I don't want to speak ill of the dead. But... none of it feels right to me. Even knowing that this is what had to be done.
[though he holds a hand up - ] I don't need another lecture, for the record. It pisses me off when you talk to me like that.
[ he blinks - and then laughs? a little surprised. ]
I wasn't going to lecture you. If that was how it came off before, it wasn't my intention. [ was he lecturing? whoops. gu yun, as usual, attempts to help things that require a measure of emotional sensitivity, and then fails at it spectacularly
anyhow. he's paying attention to mineo's reactions beyond that, though, the messy, messy series of emotions. gu yun still seems perfectly neutral beyond that initial response, though.. .digging a little deeper, it seems a little more complicated. ] I was just curious - I know that you were feeling quite a way about this at the beginning of the week.
[ and it seems you still are now, but he doesn't say that. ]
[ . . . he still is, without question. he breathes in a little bit at that and - then out. it's hard for him. he's probably someone who actually overthinks a lot, despite the fact that his head appears empty most of the time.
what is justice anyway?]
.... I think I'm going to keep feeling a way. This place... really pushes me in terms of - all of that. I've dealt with murder cases before, I've even lost someone close to me...
But.... they normally don't happen this close together - it doesn't normally feel like so... much.
[it's overwhelming. he's still standing, stubbornly so, but it gives him so very much to think about]
I'm sure there's something about this place specifically that is meant to push us all to our limit. Things are on a schedule, of sorts - [ in a twisted way, anyway ] - but that doesn't necessarily mean there's time to get used to it.
[ if you're not used to it already, anyway; for gu yun, this place is just another war. he pauses for a moment, glancing at his full glass. mineo feels so loudly, even without the emotion share, and he's quieter and more receptive, seeming just thoughtful, though there's a melancholy tinge to the air. no room for feeling anything, in his life. ]
If we catch whoever killed Childe tomorrow, what will you do?
[ . . . . he shakes his head and - there's another fear. another ache. the worry about losing someone. at this point, mineo truly does like everyone left. the idea of voting at all means losing one more person.]
.... I don't vote much to begin with. I voted for the robot after it harassed Takeru, and I voted for Childe twice last week with a power because I was nervous Satoru was going to be set up to take the fall. [even now, the only times that mineo has voted has been out of protective measures]
I don't think... that's suddenly going to change.
[he doesn't think he'll suddenly crave blood in the slightest]
...I think a no vote won’t be impossible, this week. There is always the worry of a spite vote, but - we have nine hours to convince anyone who might be hesitant, by force or otherwise.
[ he takes a sip of his wine: emotionally, he just puts off a sense of determination. Resolve. ] That’s going to be my focus tomorrow, more than anything else. Let’s keep death off of the table.
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idk ill find something
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but.
uh.
that absolutely makes him deeply concerned, hello]
Wh.... What the hell?! That's pretty dangerous as far as those weird illusions go?!
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White and I handled it, though meimei did attempt to throw herself in front. [ mineo will get his immediate exhaustion at that... qingxuan.... ] I likely had a bruise or two, but they vanished the moment I left the room.
The place I spent the night had something to do with anger as well - the waves at the beach were extremely choppy. Childe himself is a user of some sort of water based magic, if our simulation room adventures were true, so.
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Ah, at least they disappeared... [the injuries, he means]
Uh, the roses in the garden were bleeding last night? So I guess something was definitely happening in there...
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Mm. We're alright. [ that is what matters, mineo's right. it's just an illusion, anyway. ] So, likely a violent attack, though from attacker or victim, who is to say.
...[ there's a pause, and he glances over at mineo out of the corner of his eye, recalling their conversation from earlier in the week, and that knot of emotion that was near tangible. it's actually easier to focus on that than the worried dog part. ] What's on your mind?
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upon closer inspection, it's a lot. it's a sense of identity that seems to be fraying apart. clinging to old ideals, but trying to adjust. there's anger, there's dissatisfaction, but there's also understanding and sympathy.
what is utterly missing is any sense of closure.]
.... Everyone is pretty unsurprised that it was Childe. I mean, I am too, but every person I talk to....
[there's mostly a large lack of mourning.]
.... I hate that guy - and I don't want to speak ill of the dead. But... none of it feels right to me. Even knowing that this is what had to be done.
[though he holds a hand up - ] I don't need another lecture, for the record. It pisses me off when you talk to me like that.
But you asked.
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I wasn't going to lecture you. If that was how it came off before, it wasn't my intention. [ was he lecturing? whoops. gu yun, as usual, attempts to help things that require a measure of emotional sensitivity, and then fails at it spectacularly
anyhow. he's paying attention to mineo's reactions beyond that, though, the messy, messy series of emotions. gu yun still seems perfectly neutral beyond that initial response, though.. .digging a little deeper, it seems a little more complicated. ] I was just curious - I know that you were feeling quite a way about this at the beginning of the week.
[ and it seems you still are now, but he doesn't say that. ]
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what is justice anyway?]
.... I think I'm going to keep feeling a way. This place... really pushes me in terms of - all of that. I've dealt with murder cases before, I've even lost someone close to me...
But.... they normally don't happen this close together - it doesn't normally feel like so... much.
[it's overwhelming. he's still standing, stubbornly so, but it gives him so very much to think about]
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[ if you're not used to it already, anyway; for gu yun, this place is just another war. he pauses for a moment, glancing at his full glass. mineo feels so loudly, even without the emotion share, and he's quieter and more receptive, seeming just thoughtful, though there's a melancholy tinge to the air. no room for feeling anything, in his life. ]
If we catch whoever killed Childe tomorrow, what will you do?
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.... I don't vote much to begin with. I voted for the robot after it harassed Takeru, and I voted for Childe twice last week with a power because I was nervous Satoru was going to be set up to take the fall. [even now, the only times that mineo has voted has been out of protective measures]
I don't think... that's suddenly going to change.
[he doesn't think he'll suddenly crave blood in the slightest]
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...I think a no vote won’t be impossible, this week. There is always the worry of a spite vote, but - we have nine hours to convince anyone who might be hesitant, by force or otherwise.
[ he takes a sip of his wine: emotionally, he just puts off a sense of determination. Resolve. ] That’s going to be my focus tomorrow, more than anything else. Let’s keep death off of the table.