week 3, saturday

[digestif]

[ perhaps it would be sensible to go out to the carnival and take a better look at the crime scene - but unlike Connor, Mizuki is a human, and they're running low on energy to keep investigating. The courtyard is where they spot him, a little while later. They'd usually be meeting with their god, but after the pathetic display today, they're feeling a little ashamed to show their face; their hands are empty. ]

Connor-kun? Good work today.

[ even if it wasn't much, he was helpful. ]

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[digestif]

[ was that passive-aggression, or are they reading too much into what he says... hm. ]

You don't have to thank me for that, [ they say with a small laugh. ] I wanted to talk to you, actually. I thought you probably had some insights into this competition, especially regarding the gods and the murders... Do you mind?

[tootsiepop]

[A little bit of both, maybe. If Connor's being passive aggressive, he doesn't seem to be aware of it himself. He doesn't even seem to notice how emotional he's being over this.]

No... I don't mind. What would you like to talk about, specifically?

mfw i forget what they were going to ask about the gods and murders

[digestif]

... Well, I'll start with this. You must have agreed to come here because there was something you wanted to accomplish, no matter what. Can I ask what that was?

[ they're interested in what his desires are. ]

WHOOPS... it happens

[tootsiepop]

You may.

[Calling them his own desires might be a stretch, given what they are... As Mizuki will soon learn.]

I was assigned a mission by my creators. One that has proven... more challenging than initially expected. [An understatement, really.] Failure is not an option. So this competition is a means to achieve CyberLife's goals.