[ welcome to your new room, adolphe! your roommate is already here
there is a chair toppled over in the corner, next to a potted plant and a small pile of random items from the store. Your roommate, sitting on the naked mattress, is newlyoutfitted and wearing a variety of spiked bracelets (and yes, also wearing shoes on the mattress), as he smokes a cigarette.
[ The first thing that hits Adolphe when he opens the door is the smell of cigarette smoke in which he attempts to wave away, but that's sure not happening. This is like, all the things that Adolphe doesn't want inside a room. Thank you, he's already going insane.
Anyway, he goes to open the window that's between their beds for ventilation. He won't comment on the outfit, because he feels like that's above his pay grade of existence. ]
Could you at least have the decency to smoke outside?
[ Adolphe is metaphorically sucked into the memory and is confused about so many things. There are so many things he doesn't understand, but he gets the importance of these things at the very least. The perspective makes him reel. There is so much grief, so much anger and fear fills his heart for other reasons.
He does not enjoy the hot sauce.
Once it finishes, he snaps out of it and just stares at Brimstone like. What the flying fuck was all that about. ]
[ well. he stumbles into the church after that trial, not quite sure how to feel, only to find it (checks haki's notes) "fucking ruined with glass everywhere, shattered windows and glass art, disorderly pews, and slashed paintings of axolotls."
He walks in, surveying the damage, honestly kind of impressed. ]
[ The church is thoroughly ruined. At least the cemetery is kept as it is.
He hears someone and turns around with a sword in hand but doesn't point it at him. His emotions can currently be described as something that would look disgusting like sludge, but strangely would feel nothing, like the void. Confusing it may be but it's overwhelming from Adolphe's side. ]
w0, saturday
there is a chair toppled over in the corner, next to a potted plant and a small pile of random items from the store. Your roommate, sitting on the naked mattress, is newly outfitted and wearing a variety of spiked bracelets (and yes, also wearing shoes on the mattress), as he smokes a cigarette.
if there is a window, it is not open. ]
no subject
Anyway, he goes to open the window that's between their beds for ventilation. He won't comment on the outfit, because he feels like that's above his pay grade of existence. ]
Could you at least have the decency to smoke outside?
no subject
and then immediately starts up a hacking cough ]
no subject
What is wrong with you. Seriously.
[ What's wrong with everyone here!! ]
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
[ That he got all day?? He doesn't see anything wrong about this. ]
no subject
no subject
Not like you do either. Besides, we're all dead. What is there to do?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
1/2
(no subject)
w3, tuesday
Enjoy your hot sauce. ]
no subject
He does not enjoy the hot sauce.
Once it finishes, he snaps out of it and just stares at Brimstone like. What the flying fuck was all that about. ]
no subject
It takes a while for his brain to grasp at the shape of words again--and even then, barely. ]
That's--that's not--it's...ancient history.
no subject
[ Ancient? Well. Maybe. He has no pity for him, but he sure feels like he understands what happened much better. ]
... If you're worried about me telling anyone, don't be.
no subject
...good.
no subject
He raises an eyebrow. ]
What?
[ He expected to be threatened, so when that's all, he feels like he mentally braced himself for nothing. ]
no subject
What do you mean, what?
no subject
[ Progress? Gasp. ]
no subject
(no subject)
w4, saturday
He walks in, surveying the damage, honestly kind of impressed. ]
Wow.
no subject
He hears someone and turns around with a sword in hand but doesn't point it at him. His emotions can currently be described as something that would look disgusting like sludge, but strangely would feel nothing, like the void. Confusing it may be but it's overwhelming from Adolphe's side. ]
... What are you doing here.
no subject
Walking.
What are you doing here?
[ why are you going apeshit on this church dude ]
no subject
[ The emoshare is still the same despite his usual response. ]
What does it matter to you whether I'm here or anywhere else?
no subject
no subject
[ He says very dryly. Though he doesn't attack Brimstone because his emotions aren't... strong? For now, anyway. ]
These at least clean themselves. You still have no excuse.