Animal or Vegetable? [Incomplete, Closed]

[machitobaye]

Characters: Machi Tobaye, Itsuki Koizumi
Setting: Catacombs, Morgue
Time: Day 003, Unknown Afternoon
Summary: Machi finds a morgue, Koizumi finds a morgue, Raile does some backlog because it's been bugging the HELL out of him.
Warnings: Some creepiness.

Comments

Editing happened because fractured Raile is fractured.

[machitobaye]

Hidden rooms or passages? Machi's brow furrowed a little bit as he crossed the room to grab his sunglasses, unfolding them with practised precision. "Whatever you are think... is work," he replied, not really of a mind to disagree. To be honest, it sounded like a possibly reasonable solution, but Machi didn't know enough to know, and he knew... well, he knew that he didn't know this, so he tried to abstain from passing judgment. All those notes, though...

The resurrection of the bodies as subject matter, however, made him uncomfortable. Koizumi's slight tension registered subconsciously and he adjusted slightly, unsympathetically. It struck him as... well, as a little weird that Koizumi would point out something as obvious as the bodies not being fresh, but... he was trying to divert the progression of the conversation away from him and Koizumi was asking questions he hadn't reached yet. "I am not knowing where... body from, just..." He hadn't really thought of it, but now... where had it come from? Were they from before, maybe...? Who knew how long the house had been here, doing... this...? Or were they--the house built upon itself, but... it couldn't really build bodies, or else take them from... from anywhere outside... could it? Would LeTouse's body suddenly appear here, waxen and cold and...

...would Daryan's?

Suddenly he felt sick. Again. It became very hard to stabilise his voice, or even formulate his words in a coherent fashion, but he was used to masking his feelings.. "I am just being... I am just come down, so I..." He shook his head, checking the sunglasses one last time for dust or smears before putting them on, feeling a little more comfortable once the reflective lenses were covering his eyes. The light shone off of them pointedly, unfeelingly back at the older boy. "I not... do not having idea where body are come or why is build. Just is... house."

Questioning too much of the house was dangerous, Machi knew, as was assuming anything from it, or trying to answer things with too little information--there was no predicting or filling in with reason or any kind of learning or common sense. Not from what Machi had seen.