Mar. 2nd, 2019

digestif: (that rose around you)
[ hello, senri, mom noticed you never came home tonight... which is a problem, because they need to talk to you. The best Mizuki can do is knock on the door and pray that Takaomi's not the one who answers; they don't need things to be made more complicated here. ]

Nito-kun? It's me.
digestif: (on a petrol-stained sailboat)
[ Mizuki has a lot of business to attend to tonight, and Ishikirimaru is most certainly included in that bunch. They're quick to seek him out after the trial - not because they believe he'll be removed from the game anytime soon, but because they have a feeling plenty of other people are going to want to talk to him. ]

You have a lot of faith, Ishikirimaru-san. As expected of someone with Piety, I suppose. [ a beat. ] Is now a better time to ask what you're planning?
digestif: (i miss the friends)
[ there are like, a thousand other things they need to worry about right now, too - but Mizuki tries to get all of their worries in order after the trial. It takes a little while before they make their way down the list to Guy; they do eventually come for him, however. They are still feeling rather achey and disgruntled about the whole matter, especially with the evasive answer he did give. After a bit of searching, they manage to track him down in the parlor. ]

So this is where you've been hiding.

[ they can't quite manage their usual jovial mood, but they try. a little. ]

Still feel like telling me what happened back there?

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