[ rude, nathan, making nikkari wheel himself over here instead of popping up like some other hosts...! which, like, to be fair, was probably just him getting in the elevator to get back to his room thanks to how audiences work. but still.
while he's definitely cleaned up compared to the state he was in last night, he's still not as smiley as usual. sad. ]
I was told there was a power outage last night, and my body was at the cause of the disturbance.
[ he can't help the surprise on his face when nathan apologizes. there's a quip about this clearly being an impostor on the tip of his tongue when he acutely remembers the argument they'd had last week, as well as the way his jokes have fallen flat with his fellow players lately... and decides to keep it to himself, instead shaking off the platitudes with a small laugh. ]
Haha... as you've said, I am at least still alive. Ultimately, that's the most important thing, isn't it? Funnily enough, I had initially sent my request to meet with you to ask if I could borrow the wheelchair you'd been using on Tuesday, but we happened to find this in the clinic. [ he waves his hand as he flashes a particular look at nathan. ] But I don't want this visit of ours to be one of condolences.
Do you think you could try to answer some questions for me, Young-san?
[ ... he couldn't help letting that one slip! let him live! back to business, though... ]
In any case—I doubt you'll be allowed to tell me every detail, but... do you know what happened in the ballroom this morning? Was another rogue demon dispatched like last week?
I wasn't aware breaking limbs could be considered a trend...
[ but he'll drop it there. ughhhhhhh ]
I assumed as much. [ at least he tried... but then, after a second or two of consideration, ] ... You may not be able to tell me directly, but would you be able to confirm or deny any hypotheses I propose to you?
[ so, basically, the same rules for sharing role deets, which he is deeply familiar with now. ]
From TV-san—[ taako ]—made an announcement this morning in order to do a headcount. Maou-san was the only one who did not respond—Junpei was also missing, but Dick-san confirmed his status. Having been with him during our foray into the arcade last night, I understood why he might fail to show up; even if it wasn't for that, I trust Dick-san's word, especially regarding Junpei.
"Lovers" would imply both parties were both aware and acknowledging of such feelings, you know.
[ cuz like, he fucks both of them on a regular basis, and like, Hoo Boy, don't get him started, ]
The same black substance that demons bleed was discovered in the ballroom, with one of his earrings embedded in it. From TV-san, Higekiri-san, and Grune-san also found clothing most likely belonging to him scattered across the first floor.
My reasoning behind that, by the way, is that if that were the case... it would certainly explain Maou-san's persistence to declare me guilty, despite those pieces of "evidence" supposedly implicating me being meant merely to distract us and waste our time.
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while he's definitely cleaned up compared to the state he was in last night, he's still not as smiley as usual. sad. ]
I was told there was a power outage last night, and my body was at the cause of the disturbance.
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[He frowns, coming down the rest of the way.]
Sorry, mate, I had no idea you were in such a bad spot. I would've come to you if I knew.
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[ he can't help the surprise on his face when nathan apologizes. there's a quip about this clearly being an impostor on the tip of his tongue when he acutely remembers the argument they'd had last week, as well as the way his jokes have fallen flat with his fellow players lately... and decides to keep it to himself, instead shaking off the platitudes with a small laugh. ]
Haha... as you've said, I am at least still alive. Ultimately, that's the most important thing, isn't it? Funnily enough, I had initially sent my request to meet with you to ask if I could borrow the wheelchair you'd been using on Tuesday, but we happened to find this in the clinic. [ he waves his hand as he flashes a particular look at nathan. ] But I don't want this visit of ours to be one of condolences.
Do you think you could try to answer some questions for me, Young-san?
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[With a shrug, he pulls up...his wheelchair. Now they're two wheelin fiends.]
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[ ... he couldn't help letting that one slip! let him live! back to business, though... ]
In any case—I doubt you'll be allowed to tell me every detail, but... do you know what happened in the ballroom this morning? Was another rogue demon dispatched like last week?
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[It's fine he'll take the sass this once.]
Unfortunately, yes, I know all about it. And also unfortunately, you'll have to make your best guesses based on the context of the previous weeks.
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[ but he'll drop it there. ughhhhhhh ]
I assumed as much. [ at least he tried... but then, after a second or two of consideration, ] ... You may not be able to tell me directly, but would you be able to confirm or deny any hypotheses I propose to you?
[ so, basically, the same rules for sharing role deets, which he is deeply familiar with now. ]
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[Worth a shot.]
I've got nothing better to do.
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[That's off topic, he waves away the question.]
And what makes you think he was possessed?
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[ cuz like, he fucks both of them on a regular basis, and like, Hoo Boy, don't get him started, ]
The same black substance that demons bleed was discovered in the ballroom, with one of his earrings embedded in it. From TV-san, Higekiri-san, and Grune-san also found clothing most likely belonging to him scattered across the first floor.
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Sounds pretty cut and dry when you lay it all out like that, then, doesn't it?
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As far as my theory goes in relation to what actually transpired... is it hot or cold?
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Moving on from there... my next assertion: Maou-san was Muzet-san's killer last week.
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[Way, way too specific.]
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[ he's just saying! ]
My reasoning behind that, by the way, is that if that were the case... it would certainly explain Maou-san's persistence to declare me guilty, despite those pieces of "evidence" supposedly implicating me being meant merely to distract us and waste our time.
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[Maybe he was Just Like That?]
Well. What's dead is dead, at least for now.