it's friday! and as of friday, rondo is out with his sword. you can probably hear him, honestly - just like earlier in the week, his noises are loud, but they're fiercer than before, sharper than before. frustrated.
across his back, the inky tattoos of the week have multiplied - the shadows and ink coalescing in more than one spot, spattering a perfectly white cloak. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for.
[ well someone has been walking around to find a safe space for this hand we have been gifted with, and yeah. walking by is happening while That is happening ]
...Rondo?
[ you good buddy. also cloud's voice is raspier than usual whatever SMOKE PROBLEMS ]
thankfully, rondo's knightly instincts are strong - he can tell someone's approaching, and his shoulders tense up when he's called out to, before he turns. he looks at cloud, his expression... frowning, clearly unhappy, but. even still, he remembers his manners, and does a little bow. ]
Cloud... [ a beat. he. looks. ] What is - [ HAND? ]
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week 0, friday
it's friday! and as of friday, rondo is out with his sword. you can probably hear him, honestly - just like earlier in the week, his noises are loud, but they're fiercer than before, sharper than before. frustrated.
across his back, the inky tattoos of the week have multiplied - the shadows and ink coalescing in more than one spot, spattering a perfectly white cloak. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for. not being strong enough to protect the people you care for.
everything's fine ]
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...Rondo?
[ you good buddy. also cloud's voice is raspier than usual whatever SMOKE PROBLEMS ]
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thankfully, rondo's knightly instincts are strong - he can tell someone's approaching, and his shoulders tense up when he's called out to, before he turns. he looks at cloud, his expression... frowning, clearly unhappy, but. even still, he remembers his manners, and does a little bow. ]
Cloud... [ a beat. he. looks. ] What is - [ HAND? ]
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... There was a fire near the swamp, and we found this. [ a beat ] I'm just grabbing something to... put it in.
[ WHERE DO YOU STORE A HAND? WE HAVE 3 LOCATIONS ]
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... I... see...
[ christ. ]
Do we... know whose it is...?
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... No one saw the bodies long enough to know for sure. [ hilarious. ] Could be from a cultist too, I guess.
[ a cultist, who definitely did this murder, for real ]
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[ ugh. ]
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[ murder... in a murdergame... none of us saw it coming... ]