week 7; curfew

[outsidebones]

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[unrecked]

[Comes in with a piece of paper in his hand and, like, looks as if he wants to turn around and walk back out, but instead he just

stands there looking like he wants to walk back out. Karaoke...]

[headmt]

Come on! We're chanting religious songs!

[unrecked]

Religious songs?

[MAKES A FACE.]

[headmt]

Listen, some people need some help easing into the good stuff, at least until the wine kicks in.

[unrecked]

God.

Wait--not. Literally. Don't.

[Raises a finger. DON'T SAY ANYTHING.]

[skyagain]

[ in a very low tone ]

Think we can make a break for it?

[unrecked]

[Sort of low-key points at Lup. As if to say, they run, and she will be upset. Does he want that on his conscience?]

[skyagain]

... If they sing about religion more it might be worth it.

[ maybe. but also he's looking at him with a squint please don't be voiceless again ]

[liuli]

Ah, good, more victims and voices.

[unrecked]

You.

[NO.]

[liuli]

[ winks ]

Me.

[outsidebones]

I'm sure Tsurumaru is having a wonderful time, if you'd prefer to join him.

[unrecked]

I'm too scared I'd walk in on him and the other grandpa having sex.

[headmt]

[ no one is having sex in this hotel ]

[liuli]

[ no one is having sex in this hotel ]

[outsidebones]

[oh. she nods like this is so serious.]

It is a very significant risk of parties, that you will witness elderly people try to have sex with one another.

But that is not permitted in here.

[evocationary]

[grabs his hand and pulls him into the room]

[unrecked]

[WHY IS HE PULLED IN AND THEN GIVEN A MIC ALSO. A resigned sigh.]

I see you guys are having fun.

[evocationary]

I'm not sure what you'd call this, but sure! [she needs more booze] Make them sing something that isn't a song about the holy spirit.

[toesies]

[she reaches over

and attempts to place a mic in his hand]

[unrecked]

[Accepts this mic but not with his consent. He holds it there looking stupid.]

What are we singing? Not religious songs.

[toesies]

A little Mariah Carey. Maybe Beyoncé, if everyone stops being a coward and embraces the karaoke party? And I guess Claude was chanting to Mommy Sothis but that doesn't count.

[highestheim]

[ a meek ghostly wave ]

Do you have something to share, Jason?

[unrecked]

[Hello, Hope. Um, ghost Hope. He'll show Hope this letter.]

Okita wrote to me a few times. This was the last one.

[highestheim]

[ he'll lean in to read it, provided jason holds it out to him since he can't take it for himself... and then he frowns. ]

...I see. So things are largely unchanged over there. [ ... ] If you recall the letter I sent you the day before Claude and I were revived, I had started to feel a similar sense of futility. It's... a little worrying to hear as much from Souji even today.