[unfortunately, she actually seems to be considering that.]
They'd have to be really careful... if the hotel started acting up while they were doing that, it could blow up in their faces. [a beat.] Um, literally.
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Taking it in turns isn't a bad idea... There are plenty of people here who will share things with each other very easily. As long as one person from each of those groups is present...
True. The hotel acting up might be to their advantage, but it's not like it's designed in the guests' favour either—could just as easily screw them over.
[he presses the back of his hand against his forehead.]
It can be the world's worst relay race. Run around, make a distraction, tag in the next one. [said wryly.] Not that you know what that is. Anyway...
Well, the first obstacle is even getting them to think about this. It's not like we can just randomly tell them, "Hey, if you want to talk about anything that'll provoke the Nightman, you should really make sure he's not listening?"
Leaving things up to chance is such a pain. This would all be much simpler if we could just stab the bastard.
[sei, please.]
...I could figure it out from context! [she gives a little huff, offended at the fact that she wouldn't know what a relay race is was pointed out, even though it's completely true.] But you're right, we can't, and it's frustrating. Anything we say clearly, he's likely to remember. And if they start acting on what we say...
[she makes a small noise of frustration, then grabs for his hand.]
Well, we both know it would go terribly, if he made the connection.
[she will grip his hand so he can't pull it away, then trace out letters on his palm - she absolutely stole this idea from souji.
... Normally I'd say something about you being a musclehead who only knows how to use brute force, but frankly, I'd like to stab the Nightman too, minus the part where it'd probably go very badly for us.
[alas.
it's easy for shinnosuke to follow along, at least. all the time he spent blind taught him to become proficient in relying on his sense of touch, even if he couldn't see sei tracing the letters on his hand right now.
Medicine and first aid, logistical support, organization, note-taking, cooking, cleaning, talking to people, charming people - shut up, it's true, you would not believe what that bastard Councilor Ito made me do because of it... and plenty of other things besides that!
[she does not stop at one, because fuck you.
and she nods and draws her hand back from his, then, since it's sus.]
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They'd have to be really careful... if the hotel started acting up while they were doing that, it could blow up in their faces. [a beat.] Um, literally.
[...]
Taking it in turns isn't a bad idea... There are plenty of people here who will share things with each other very easily. As long as one person from each of those groups is present...
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[he presses the back of his hand against his forehead.]
It can be the world's worst relay race. Run around, make a distraction, tag in the next one. [said wryly.] Not that you know what that is. Anyway...
Well, the first obstacle is even getting them to think about this. It's not like we can just randomly tell them, "Hey, if you want to talk about anything that'll provoke the Nightman, you should really make sure he's not listening?"
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[sei, please.]
...I could figure it out from context! [she gives a little huff, offended at the fact that she wouldn't know what a relay race is was pointed out, even though it's completely true.] But you're right, we can't, and it's frustrating. Anything we say clearly, he's likely to remember. And if they start acting on what we say...
[she makes a small noise of frustration, then grabs for his hand.]
Well, we both know it would go terribly, if he made the connection.
[she will grip his hand so he can't pull it away, then trace out letters on his palm - she absolutely stole this idea from souji.
o talked this way in dreams. workable?]
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[alas.
it's easy for shinnosuke to follow along, at least. all the time he spent blind taught him to become proficient in relying on his sense of touch, even if he couldn't see sei tracing the letters on his hand right now.
he'll write back on her hand:
depends on who we're fooling.]
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[as she's griping, she traces out letters again.
watching eyes listening ears
if the nightman can't see what's being written, it might be a way to pass something along that they can't say out loud.]
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[he seems to be thinking about it—what she's written on his hand—before:
not bad but still sus
probably don't want to rely it on too much, lest the nightman start to wonder why they feel the need to communicate in secret.]
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[she does not stop at one, because fuck you.
and she nods and draws her hand back from his, then, since it's sus.]
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he laughs because he's an asshole]
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Stop laughing at me, you jerk!
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It's a little funny.
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It really, really isn't!
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[says the most repulsive person in the room who somehow still attracts people.]
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[the truth is it is apparently a turn-on for some people. i hate this canon.]
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[i'm crying]
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