Night 60: Chapel

[corvus_veritas]

[Bursting in from here; m-u effects have now worn off.]

Good thing the chapel doors were already wide open, otherwise the panicking prosecutor might have collided with them on his desperate sprinting spree. As it was, he nearly fell over trying to stop himself once he actually got into the chapel.

"Kay!?"

... Where...what?

Byrne stood there at the

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[melodists]

"Ah." It had yet to occur to Tear that the term may be unfamiliar to Earthlings. She would amend this for the future. "Yes, that is my current hypothesis. I know someone who might be able to come up with something more concrete, but unfortunately--" The Colonel would probably prefer to have his identity intact than safely stowed away in a false life. It didn't change the fact that descriptor sounded odd in her ears. "--he was released some time ago."

Although, it might be worth asking Guy. Perhaps when they're less preoccupied with other matters...

She looked at her newly damaged hand for a moment. Despite the risk of another transference, Tear was not willing to sing. It would be a waste of their earlier efforts, for one. For another, she needed her strength in the event they were overrun. Which actually reminded her in turn. "That's right. You asked about the creatures," she stated, glancing over to Mikado once more. "I'm not entirely certain if death is common here, but the monsters they release at night are dangerous enough to pose a threat. If you're not careful, you can be..." Nothing in her wanted to finish the thought.

[ofthemotions]

...Released. Something that should seem fortuitous was said by her as if it were a death sentence. 'Unfortunately,' was it?... For that man or for them? Mikado looked at her in something close to concern, but made no movements to breach that subject. It was too disturbing to consider, and anyway, she had already moved on.

To something that was just as horrifying to think of. He swallowed harshly, then nodded once. He understood. It might be hard to believe but he could understand. "I don't even... I wouldn't even know how to defend myself..." he mumbled. Should he really stay in his room at night? No, he had just decided, hadn't he--

Mikado looked up suddenly, then bowed. "I'm sorry that I gave you that wound, Grants-san. I've been pretty useless to you, it seems."