[ welp. here's ash. he hasn't rush to explore the newest floor, but if akechi's wandering on up here on tuesday morning, he'll bump into ash in the doorway to the attic. he's frowning into the gloom, like he doesn't trust any of it, his tail swaying almost like a pendulum behind him. ]
[... Good morning, Ash. You know what's the perfect thing to see while you're in a creepy attic? A life sized ball jointed doll. Which is to say that, even though Akechi is bundled up and wearing gloves, Ash will still notice the line between his neck and jaw. Not to mention... the fact that his eyes are glassy and permanently dilated, and his face looks a little too perfect — almost airbrushed, including the bruises on it.
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week 5; tuesday am
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Excuse me, Carbide-san.
[... Good morning, Ash. You know what's the perfect thing to see while you're in a creepy attic? A life sized ball jointed doll. Which is to say that, even though Akechi is bundled up and wearing gloves, Ash will still notice the line between his neck and jaw. Not to mention... the fact that his eyes are glassy and permanently dilated, and his face looks a little too perfect — almost airbrushed, including the bruises on it.
Please let him step into the creepy attic.]
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christ. ]
Do I wanna know what happened to you?
[ says the guy with lion ears and a twitchin' tail. ]
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The same thing that happened to all of us. [Pointedly staring at his ears.] It's not that unpleasant.
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You poking around for something in particular?
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Not particularly. But, because this is the last time the house will open itself to us, I thought I might as well make sure we don't miss anything.
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Sure. Two sets of eyes are better than one though, yeah?
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[It's fine. He moisturizes.]
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[ yeah. he knows. coincidentally, is ash's skin looking nice and soft? who knows. ]
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Oh? Wonderful. Let's get started then, shall we?
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After you, Dectective.