[Chapter Ten - Audio; Japanese. English.]

[perpetualstoic]

[The post begins with silence. Heavy breathing. A shiver. Or is it a sob? It's pretty hard to tell. After a few minutes, he starts mumbling in Japanese.]

You fucking...

You idiot.

Moron. Idiot. How the ever-fucking-hell could you...

Goddammit Shuichi, you're a fucking moron!

You. Scientist bastard. Fix him. Bring him back. Now. He already...

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[sing_bluesilver]

It's not going to work.

[perpetualstoic]

They'll fucking pay for it.

[sing_bluesilver]

Yeah, they will.

Do you need anything?

[perpetualstoic]

No. It's fine, Sakuma-san.

[sing_bluesilver]

Is it?

[ As much of an irritant he can be, he'll probably slip on out to check on Eiri too. Once he gets Mika to sleep that is. ]

[perpetualstoic]

...

[He can't really answer that. He's not okay and he knows it. And as much as he wants to be alone, any company -- any distraction from the corpse is a good one.]

[sing_bluesilver]

Ah...

[ He can understand him not having an answer. He has had days like that himself. And he is going to check up on him, even if Eiri doesn't want to leave Shuichi alone. ]

[perpetualstoic]

[By this point, he's begun to move again. He'll be on the couch now, alone and leaning forward with his head against his forearm.]

[sing_bluesilver]

[ And Ryuichi sneaks away from a sleeping Mika and steps inside Eiri's room without bothering to knock. He doubted anyone would answer it anyways. He walked over to Eiri and just crouches down, putting his hands on Eiri's knees. ]

[perpetualstoic]

[He heard the door open, but he didn't look up right away. It wasn't until he felt the hands on his knees that he finally did. He looks at Ryuichi, and it's pretty obvious that our resident hard-ass has been crying. His eyes are red and puffy, and his cheeks are stained from the dried tears.]

... Sakuma-san.

[sing_bluesilver]

[ He looked back, all guant lines and hard edges from hunger and internal demons, and raised his right hand. Gently, he brushed his knuckles against Eiri's cheek to offer what little comfort he could give. ]

Eiri-san.

[perpetualstoic]

[His eyes widen slightly. He's definitely not used to seeing this side of Ryuichi at all. Especially not when he's feeling this way.]

... He's fucking gone.

[sing_bluesilver]

[ Ryuichi is not like his old self these days. Then again, a lot of people have changed as the weather went on and on. ]

I know.

[perpetualstoic]

[Well, it still is pretty weird to him either way. But not enough for him to verbalize it.]

His body is still here too.

[sing_bluesilver]

They really must enjoy seeing us bleed, inside and out.

[ It's the only explanation he could come up even if it sounded weak to his ears. The scientists were acting on a new impulse, one that left people starving in their beds or freezing in the snow and did nothing to bring them back or even remove the bodies. ]

They are the cruelest.

[perpetualstoic]

They're a bunch of twisted as fuck perverts, that's for sure.