pc catchall for jiji.

[agleam]

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w0, saturday.

[agleam]

[wandering into the courtyard again today! when he sees that he isn't alone, he heads over to the tea station. there's another squint at the shadowy figures, but.]

What kind did you get?

[unsaid]

[mikazuki is hanging out with the shadowy figures like they are old friends]

Black tea today.... Would you care to join me, young Rupert?

weekend 0, sunday

[unsaid]

[i want to clarify that it's about an hour after rooms open because jiji has gone through his costume change. though he will knock knock on rupert's door without much care]

Rupert, are you in?

[agleam]

Ah - yeah, one second!

[there's a short pause before he comes to open the door, stepping back.]

Do you want to come in?

[if he does, he'll see the following:

the walls and floor (pretend there's no bookcase in this picture but everything else is there,) are made of stone. somehow, it doesn't feel cold despite that, though that might be due to the warmth emanating from the fireplace. though the flames that flicker there aren't real, they still give off heat. similarly, the flames on the sources of light don't appear to be real. the rest of the light in the room comes from the window resting just above his desk, which always shows a field of wildflowers.

his bed sits on a thick rug, with more than a couple pillows resting near the headboard. A few feet away is an armoir, and a decoration on the wall (it's easy to tell the swords are not real). there's also a sofa near a bookcase. the spines of the fake books contained on the shelf seem to vary between books about history, politics, adventure novels, fairy tales, and mythology. the clock sitting on the wall makes a soft ticking noise every so often, adding to the noise of the crackling fireplace. a woven tapestry sits on the wall above the fireplace.

also, porridge is curled up and sleeping on the bed! hello tiny dragon.]

week zero, monday

[unsaid]

[ 2. You open a door and find yourself in an art gallery, full of paintings of people you know from your own world and from your sojourn into your previous games. They're watching you. Always watching you. The paintings appear normal, at first, but slowly shift until they depict the people you know in horrifying, traumatic situations, their eyes fixed on you accusingly. No matter where go, their eyes follow you. After what feels like an entire day in the gallery you find yourself back in the hall, disoriented and with the unshakeable sensation of being watched. Only four minutes have passed.

mikazuki enters the art gallery and glances behind him to rupert, smiling faintly though it does not reach his eyes.]

Has your heart been prepared for this exploration, Rupert?

[agleam]

[he looks a little surprised as he enters in, seeing all these portraits, but... since the worst of it is that the paintings all seem to be staring at him, he frowns, but doesn't appear too disturbed yet.]

...It's weird, but I'll be fine.

w0, friday.

[agleam]

[wandering around, restless and more than a little frustrated, but he pauses when he sees mikazuki near the tea station in the courtyard.]

...Does it help calm you down?

[unsaid]

[someone help rupert

mikazuki will turn to him and he smiles - though it lacks its usual buoyancy]

Fufu...

Perhaps it is instead reassuring to lean on old comforts, no matter what new troubles arise.

w0, saturday.

[agleam]

[he's looking around for him! and when he finds him near the tea station, with a pretty sizable level of concern:]

Are you okay?

[unsaid]

[i'll give you the same lore slice as i did in my starter - he was probably humming a song before rupert approached

and now he smiles easily]

Is there a reason why I would not be?

w1, monday.

[agleam]

[here they are inside door seven... it's probably going to take him a second to notice the buzzing, so for now, he's just glancing around curiously.]

This is... actually not that bad so far! I mean, not to jinx it, but.

[trees...]

[unsaid]

Oh, I would not say that. This bodes poorly for Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

[like

there's so many fucking trees. jiji's gaze drifts toward the buzzing....]

w1, thursday.

[agleam]

[void void void

presumably by now he has gotten a change of clothes and washed all the blood off because otherwise this would be gross. the wound on his arm and back are hidden by what he's wearing now, and he still has a patch of gauze pressed over his left eye socket. ew. he pauses when he sees mikazuki, though.]

...Hi.

[he sounds less pained than before, but probably more tired.]

[unsaid]

[ . . . mikazuki will just hold his arm out?]

Shall we find a place to sit? This old man was just getting tired of his stroll.

[they can waddle together...]

week 1, post-trial

[unsaid]

[well that all happened. mikazuki remained silent for the rest of trial (bc i, dana, was suffering) and he is still quiet as he steps out and begins to walk.

when he sees rupert in the halls, he beckons him to come closer]

[agleam]

[he's a little distracted, so it takes him a moment to notice - but when he does, he'll wander over.]

Yes?

week 1, post-execution

[unsaid]

[courtyard! except today jiji isn't at tea service, instead he seems to be occupying himself with collecting some more flowers.]

Rupert.

Would you like to join in on my project?

[agleam]

[he walks over carefully, glancing down at the flowers.]

Of course. [...] What are you working on?

week 2, monday

[unsaid]

[simulations room time!

mikazuki wanders in and admires the decor....... which is currently nothing because he doesn't know how to turn it on]

... I am unsure if I understand this room.

[agleam]

[squints at it as well... ye olde problems.]

Um. Maybe it's just here for if somebody wants something quiet and completely nondescript?

w2, thursday.

[agleam]

[he stepped back to let other people help, but he's looking around for grandpa a while afterwards!! when he spots him in the courtyard:]

—Are you alright?

[unsaid]

[yea mikazuki is going to take a while to appear - but when he does, he's underneath the wisteria blossoms. he's changed out of his other clothes and remains sitting - his sleeves drape over his hands and the fabric of his yukata drape over his legs, covering the damage from plain view]

.... perhaps with time, I will be.

Be on guard, Rupert.

week 2, post-trial

[unsaid]

[honestly?

mikazuki is gonna be on his way to the bar.]

Do you drink, Rupert?

[agleam]

...Not often.

[but he won't say no to something, either.]

w3, monday.

[agleam]

[he's exploring the new areas today, lingering by the elevator to go up to the third floor - but he pauses when he sees mikazuki, giving him a wave.]

Have you checked out the new areas yet?

[unsaid]

[he shakes his head]

I have not. Shall we go exploring?

week 3, post-body

[unsaid]

[hello mikazuki is coming to find rupert where is the boy

he has two to-go cups in his hands]

[agleam]

[ (spins wheel) sim room! it looks like he's sitting in a field of flowers, here. he glances over when mikazuki enters, and after a moment of thought - a little blanket appears on the ground. picnic time.]

...Hey.

week 3, post-execution

[unsaid]

[well mikazuki is at the tea station, but the bundles of flowers are reliably nearby. he seems to be thinking of something - but when he sees rupert, he smiles]

Ah...

Might I borrow a moment of your time?

[agleam]

[he nods without hesitation.]

Sure, what's up?

week 4, monday

[unsaid]

[i guess? when is this eli. probably evening actually. mikazuki will tap rupert on the shoulder... and then open his arms to him for an embrace

grandson]

I possess a question for you, Rupert.

[agleam]

[hugs!! as expected, he's going for it.]

Sure, what's the question?

w7, saturday.

[agleam]

[he's got porridge held in his arms, but when he sees who else is in the courtyard, he's beelining towards him with a smile. grandpa...]

Mikazuki, hey!

[unsaid]

[cute...... grandpa is here, having his tea, but he smiles when rupert approaches]

Welcome back, dear Rupert. It is good to see you again as well, dear Porridge.