SIGRUN

[foreverphantom]

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w1, monday

[foreverphantom]

[ we are: standing in front of the halloween store! it is empty.

danny is standing in front of it, staring, with his arms crossed. ]

...is it October already? Or, no wait, maybe September, since it's not open yet...

[iamprettygreat]

It must be close to October. Before you know it, there are going to be pumpkins all over the place.

[She sticks her face against the window, peering into the place. It's...empty, huh]

Almost makes me want to stick around to see how Halloween will be like!

[Of course Norway has Halloween, but at the same time I have to wonder how intact the celebration stayed after, well, everything in Stand Still Stay Silent]

[foreverphantom]

You're a Halloween fan?

[iamprettygreat]

A little bit. I like the cheery times of the year.

[And when your world is pretty awful, you appreciate such times even more. Halloween definitely counts in some way]

[foreverphantom]

Halloween is what you call cheery? Is that how it works back home for you?

[iamprettygreat]

What else would one call the happy pumpkins and the celebration mood?

[Probably no trick or treating or costumes, but it's bound to be a nice peaceful night for once]

Why, is it sad or something where you come from?

[foreverphantom]

No, just a...higher risk of chaos, I guess.

[iamprettygreat]

[That's not exactly what she expected to hear]

Why'd it be more chaotic? In the end it's just one night more, isn't it?

[foreverphantom]

More ghosts than usual.

Tarkea

[iamprettygreat]

[The Tarkea is a bit of a lonely place, isn't it? Perhaps that's why Sigrun had gone there, but instead, she found Danny. She doesn't seem in the cheeriest mood right now, for obvious reasons]

...this has got to be the worst one so far.

[The other two trials were rough, but this one takes the cake]

[foreverphantom]

[ Danny is laying on one of the torn up couches in this utterly trashed tarkea, starfished with half his limbs falling over the edge and staring up at the ceiling ]

You mean because we voted for someone who didn't kill?

[iamprettygreat]

Yes. That and many other things. Where does one even start?

[Really, she can think of like...only one or two things that she would count as 'not so bad'. Everything else was a continous amount of terrible moments she'd rather forget]

[foreverphantom]

Yeah. I imagine you being one of the suspects probably didn't help either.

[iamprettygreat]

That didn't help.

[Sigrun looks around wryly]

If everything wasn't broken already I'd try some destruction of my own!

[It's not like Sigrun is into wanton destruction but hey, it's said to be cathartic for a reason!]

[foreverphantom]

...there's probably still a few things around that haven't been smashed yet.

And if all else fails, this couch is still intact enough that you could rip it to shreds.

[iamprettygreat]

I'll take that. Come on, get up.

[She has her trusty dagger, tearing stuff to shreds should be easy]

Did you do all this?

[Are you into furniture vandalism, Danny?]

[foreverphantom]

What? No.

[ but he gets up off the couch if she wants to destroy it! ]

w7, tuesday

[foreverphantom]

[ Danny is checking out the new amusement park!! He just kind of wanders around, craning his head up to see every single roller coaster and ride. ]

Huh. They really weren't kidding about there being a full-on amusement park here.

[ there's some mild awe there, but also some annoyance ]

[iamprettygreat]

And in the meantime we had journalism. So unfair.

[Sigrun is never going to get over it. She loathes reading, she loathes staying in one place for days in a row, she loathes uncertainty and inactivity. That limbo couldn't have gotten more on her nerves if it had tried]

[foreverphantom]

[ snorts ] To be fair, they've only had this place for a few days.

...but I guess after weeks of nothing but journalism and stale breakroom coffee, just about anything else would be better.

[iamprettygreat]

You should have seen the things we did to try to keep ourselves busy. I kept turning that sports room into a forest to try to pretend I was hunting for deer.

[Sigrun really was going stir-crazy in there. In her opinion, Danny was lucky he got there for only a couple days]

[foreverphantom]

How were you turning it into a forest?

[iamprettygreat]

I kept thinking about wanting to hunt! It could give you anything you wanted for sports, and hunting is a sport!

[........]

But also it never made anything to hunt appear, so it was all moot. So it always was just me stalking around in the forest for hours.

[Like a crazy weirdo]

[foreverphantom]

Huh.

You could've set up some machine out of office supplies maybe? To shoot paper airplanes through the...forest.

[ but also there's a tinge of amusement because that's a hilarious mental image ]

[iamprettygreat]

[Sigrun blinks, looks away, looks back at Danny]

Actually I think that'd have worked. I'd have shot down so many paper airplanes.

[It'd have been her new hobby, be sure of that]