[ senri & ray are not okay ]

[usogi]

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week 3, friday

[selfimmolates]

[well, the good news is that no one ray cared about that much is dead.

anyway. he's... somewhere idk, holding what looks to be a tin? he looks thoughtful, in a "wow that sure is a lot of dead people" way, but not particularly bothered.]

[usogi]

[senri had a horrifying fucking morning. he's had a horrifying fucking week. and he looks exhausted when he goes to find ray, bundled up even more than the days past, and he still has a cup of tea in his hands.]

.... I hate this place.

[selfimmolates]

[ray puts the tin back in his bag, as he looks at senri.]

More so than usual, or...?

[usogi]

Way more than usual.

[he glances at the tin]

Anything interesting?

[selfimmolates]

It was my prize from last week's scavenger hunt.

Anything I don't know about?

[usogi]

Oh.... I got a mood ring. I give it to Sasuke to cut through his - [bullshit] - .... lies.

[he clears his throat]

... Shishimaru and Fortune were friends. He doesn't... have many of those.

[selfimmolates]

I'm surprised he accepted it.

[...]

They did seem like they got along.

[usogi]

He doesn't know what it does. Don't tell him.

[SASUKE JUST WEARS THIS FUNKY LIL RING SOMETIMES]

.... I'm worried about him. But I.... [he glances down at his hands, his blanket] I'm - getting more useless everyday... If I can't get something warm in my system I can't barely t-talk.

So...

At least until Monday - please help me look after him.

[selfimmolates]

[um.]

... I'm really not the comforting type, especially for people I barely know.

[what the hell do you expect ray to be able to do.]

[usogi]

Just - make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

[ray can bodily slam someone who's being a moron???]

[selfimmolates]

Like what?

[usogi]

... depends. He probably feels really guilty - like he could've p-prevented this. He has a habit of taking things all on himself...

[senri's grip on his mug tightens]

So I - think we really need to solve her murder, at least... or....

[selfimmolates]

... We'll see how tomorrow's trial goes.

[he can't make any promises.]

[usogi]

.... I know you'll try anyway but - if you could... t-try a little extra.

[his eyes close and he breathes out a shaky breath]

Ah....

And - Sasuke didn't do it.

[selfimmolates]

Not that I suspect him in particular, but what makes you so sure?

[usogi]

He s-stayed with us after curfew last night.

[and he buries his face in the blanket]

Ishirin-san was with us.... He would've s-seen him move, or doing something suspicious if it was him.

[selfimmolates]

That's not really a reliable alibi, Senri.

[usogi]

It's b-better than most of what people have here, you know?

If you don't believe me, then Ishirin-san would say something.

[selfimmolates]

I doubt the All-Nighter ability would be infallible like that. In any case, alibis don't mean anything for any of us.

[usogi]

Well, that guy has been talking about d-destroying gods even if he doesn't mean it....

[ . . . ]

And....

I think he's the one who cursed Estelle-chan t-too.

[selfimmolates]

... I wouldn't be surprised, but how do you figure?

[usogi]

[ . . . ]

Rabbits have... g-good ears.

[and he offers up a smile, weak as it is]

I... can't t-tell you, because I think... it's a little too private, and too int.... in.... [nope can't get his mouth to work with the word] c-close.

But I guess I'm just trying to get you to believe that he might not be that b.... bad.

[selfimmolates]

I'm well aware of who he wants to win, Senri.

Anyway, I don't really care if he's "that bad" or whatever. It's not the point.

[usogi]

You don't trust him... and that's fine -

But I need him alive, so I'd like a second l-level head to talk people out of his bad reputation.

[selfimmolates]

I'll just state whatever's the truth. It's up to him to manage his own reputation.