well, it's fine. fei du looks decidedly less yucky than he did in the bowling alley, at least, though to the discerning eye... he looks a little pale, still, even as he's scrolling his phone to look at the evidence photos. ]
What a strange sight that was. [ everything's fine ]
[she has now upgraded to Concerned, even though he looks less yucky!! he's pale. his health already looked like it sucked and now it's more!!]
I'm not entirely sure what to make of it. You know... I never asked what a trial is. [a beat. she rests a hand on his back.] I am taking us somewhere to sit.
[ STOP NO HES FINE believe him he is cool and fine and very normal. ]
You - alright. [ look he's not going to fight it, and just holds his hands up, because he has this feeling that shenhe will just manhandle him into sitting down if he doesn't so off we go. ]
...A trial is where a group of people hear arguments for an alleged defendant who may have committed a crime, either using evidence to convict them, or exonerate them. Typically, they're done with a judge and a jury. However... we have no known killer, so, I'm not entirely sure how it's going to work - though, I imagine at least the use of evidence will be the same.
[he is correct! she just herds him off like the world's least excited sheepdog.]
Hm. The rules did not necessarily say that the person picked had to be the right person. [she's going to take them to IKEA again but this time the doors aren't locked so she's less freaked out about it. plus it's quiet there, so.]
What is wrong with you? [there are better ways to ask this but ok]
Right. So, if I had to guess, we're going to have to solve the crime. Who knows how long - the rules imply just a Saturday, but trials tend to take weeks at a time.
[ he looks weirdly startled by the hand on his forehead, almost surprised?
... but eventually, after a stilted pause, fei du murmurs: ] ... I just don't do well with blood, is all. Weak stomach. I'm really alright, now, I promise.
[ he is a little clammy but like what do you expect. ]
[ he will not fight this treatment at all please bring him some water. fei du huffs a little laugh, at that, though - the quirk of a smile on his face is genuine, though it doesn't last. ]
Alright. I'll have to show you how to take good pictures. [ though... ] A dark hair. In all that mess? I wonder if it was Hikari's - good eye for spotting something like that.
[which is also a clue but it hasn't occurred to her yet because nobody in her world has light/dark powers and she hasn't studied the psychs enough.] It might be. I don't know how to tell, but I'll keep it until tomorrow.
[she will go get him some water! and just shove it into his hands actually. take it.]
[ he will obediently take the water that is shoved into his hands. really this is the idea fei du treatment you have to force him into caring about himself. he's clearly in his head a little, today, though it might just be miring deep into the Crime Thoughts TM ]
That's smart. If there's somewhere you can keep it, like a small bag, that would be especially helpful.
[ it was very dark, wasn't it... fei du looks thoughtful for a moment, releasing the water to pull up his phone and go through the profiles. this is how you cope, sometimes. ] ...I'd like to be able to put down a timeline. From what I heard, they found his body by his own base in the warehouse district, and there was damage in the streets and by the subway. With less blood, it's likely ours was where the fight began.
...Well. Initially, I had wondered if that's what "erased" meant. Erased from existence entirely.
But, if it comes as any comfort, you and I are talking about him right now. [ he reaches out, and... after a moment, curls his hand gently over to rest on hers. touch week. blessed. ] That means he hasn't been forgotten, no? We'll just have to ensure that stays the case even after tomorrow.
he keeps his hand resting on shenhe's for now, and lets her hold his hand. it's very easy this week, in a way that isn't false or performative, and - well, shenhe has been very honest with him so far. seeing her struggle like that touches on something. ]
It'll be alright. Let's take it one step at a time.
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well, it's fine. fei du looks decidedly less yucky than he did in the bowling alley, at least, though to the discerning eye... he looks a little pale, still, even as he's scrolling his phone to look at the evidence photos. ]
What a strange sight that was. [ everything's fine ]
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I'm not entirely sure what to make of it. You know... I never asked what a trial is. [a beat. she rests a hand on his back.] I am taking us somewhere to sit.
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You - alright. [ look he's not going to fight it, and just holds his hands up, because he has this feeling that shenhe will just manhandle him into sitting down if he doesn't so off we go. ]
...A trial is where a group of people hear arguments for an alleged defendant who may have committed a crime, either using evidence to convict them, or exonerate them. Typically, they're done with a judge and a jury. However... we have no known killer, so, I'm not entirely sure how it's going to work - though, I imagine at least the use of evidence will be the same.
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Hm. The rules did not necessarily say that the person picked had to be the right person. [she's going to take them to IKEA again but this time the doors aren't locked so she's less freaked out about it. plus it's quiet there, so.]
What is wrong with you? [there are better ways to ask this but ok]
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[ ha ha wait until tomorrow
anyway
the second part just gets a: ] Hm? Nothing.
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I saw you with the can. [she just like, puts the back of her hand on his forehead.] If you lie to me I can't effectively be your bodyguard.
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... but eventually, after a stilted pause, fei du murmurs: ] ... I just don't do well with blood, is all. Weak stomach. I'm really alright, now, I promise.
[ he is a little clammy but like what do you expect. ]
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Then I will look at blood for you. I don't care if I see it. [...] I found a dark hair.
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Alright. I'll have to show you how to take good pictures. [ though... ] A dark hair. In all that mess? I wonder if it was Hikari's - good eye for spotting something like that.
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[which is also a clue but it hasn't occurred to her yet because nobody in her world has light/dark powers and she hasn't studied the psychs enough.] It might be. I don't know how to tell, but I'll keep it until tomorrow.
[she will go get him some water! and just shove it into his hands actually. take it.]
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That's smart. If there's somewhere you can keep it, like a small bag, that would be especially helpful.
[ it was very dark, wasn't it... fei du looks thoughtful for a moment, releasing the water to pull up his phone and go through the profiles. this is how you cope, sometimes. ] ...I'd like to be able to put down a timeline. From what I heard, they found his body by his own base in the warehouse district, and there was damage in the streets and by the subway. With less blood, it's likely ours was where the fight began.
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What happened to his body? Did they just leave it there?
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[ which is.
concerning and ominous. it's mostly concerning for fei du because he's not sure they took pictures of it. :/ ]
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there's an expression on her face that suggests she doesn't like this but not for "they didn't take pictures of it" reasons.]
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Shenhe...?
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...Well. Initially, I had wondered if that's what "erased" meant. Erased from existence entirely.
But, if it comes as any comfort, you and I are talking about him right now. [ he reaches out, and... after a moment, curls his hand gently over to rest on hers. touch week. blessed. ] That means he hasn't been forgotten, no? We'll just have to ensure that stays the case even after tomorrow.
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That was my concern. [being here is one thing, but...
she takes the comfort - opens her mouth, and then closes it. she's struggling a little with this, with the emotions she knows she feels but can't.]
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he keeps his hand resting on shenhe's for now, and lets her hold his hand. it's very easy this week, in a way that isn't false or performative, and - well, shenhe has been very honest with him so far. seeing her struggle like that touches on something. ]
It'll be alright. Let's take it one step at a time.