YORU

[foreverphantom]

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weekend 0, saturday

[foreverphantom]

[ he can be found at allstars coffee, watching the robot arm assemble a drink. his eyes are narrowed as he watches, as if it's his nemesis ]

Ass coffee...

[nostradamus]

At least they're honest with their branding.

[foreverphantom]

You've already tried it?

[nostradamus]

I don't care for the bitter taste. But I wasn't referring to just the coffee.

[foreverphantom]

Ah, yes. This entire airport is covered in ass. Truth in advertising, for once.

week zero, monday.

[nostradamus]

[peering at the now repaired cases in the duty free.]

Already? That's too bad.

[foreverphantom]

I know.

We need to get Maestro back here.

[nostradamus]

They should still be around.

[foreverphantom]

They better be.

Unless their boss or whoever found out it was them who broke it and decided to punish them for it.

[nostradamus]

Without us knowing about it already? Doubtful. If you want to make an example out of someone, you do where everyone else can see.

week one, monday.

[nostradamus]

[welcome to the skating rink! yoru is examining a pair of skates thoughtfully, looking up only when she hears someone else moving around nearby.]

You. Do you know how to skate?

[foreverphantom]

Do you?

[nostradamus]

[immediately rolling her eyes at him.]

I do. Now answer the question.

[foreverphantom]

[ folds his arms ] So do I.

[nostradamus]

Then come with me. [she inclines her head toward the cubby where the skates are kept.] I need an exercise partner. In return, I'll teach you a new trick.

week six, monday.

[nostradamus]

[GAZES AT THE VOID AFTER THAT TOWN HALL/PARTIAL GY RETURN THREAD.]

... They deserved to choke on those crayons.

[foreverphantom]

Do you think we would've gotten an achievement for that? Mass death by crayon consumption?

[nostradamus]

There's already an extinction event achievement.

[foreverphantom]

Yeah, but I bet there's a special one if over half of us get killed by the same thing, and it's the stupidest way to die imaginable.

[nostradamus]

[she opens her mouth to say something

thinks better of it

closes it]

A special one. Sure.

week six, saturday.

[nostradamus]

[visiting him... mostly out of curiosity... she has changed out of her bloody clothes by now and kind of hobbling.]

You were really planning to kill someone yesterday?

[foreverphantom]

I was. What about it?

[nostradamus]

Just curious. Who would it have been?

[foreverphantom]

Why does it matter? It's not like it's going to happen now anyway.

[nostradamus]

Like I said, I'm curious. You're the second person I've heard about who had something like this happen to them.