[Sieghart sits in the common room—it's so nice to use a couch now that he's got two functioning legs—with a box on his lap and his sword propped beside him against an armrest. He turns an unfinished tarot card around in his hand with a look of faint astonishment.
. . . didn't think there would be this much . . . ]
[rita walks in, limping slightly. she's immediately greeted by a fluffy silver cat who leaps from a hiding space and rubs against her legs. she sees sieghart there... and just kind of stares at the weirdly familiar sight for a few seconds.
then makes her way over and sits in a nearby chair. the cat promptly climbs up on the armrest and perches.]
I didn't leave anything in there, if you're wondering. Not into that superstitious crap.
I had one of those communication coupons, and everybody that week wouldn't shut up about the dead, and daycare, and how like half the people here have been back from the dead before!?
[Blasted thoughts, blasting in every direction at everyone.]
Like he said, it was a daycare with monitors. Everything there was meant to accommodate children, which meant we only had snacks for a few weeks. We couldn't go outside at first, either.
For the record, we should be getting one more hint through the Honor Society before fully disbanding, so that might help point us in the right direction.
It's a shame, but all the vouchers we had at the time of death seem to have vanished. If I'd known that it would be me next, I would've given the rest to you and Maya.
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Week 6: Sunday
. . . didn't think there would be this much . . . ]
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then makes her way over and sits in a nearby chair. the cat promptly climbs up on the armrest and perches.]
I didn't leave anything in there, if you're wondering. Not into that superstitious crap.
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Sieghart lowers the card to watch Rita.]
Hugo said to consider it a gift for my return. Did the others really think I'd return as a ghost?
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[I really thought you were gone...]
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. . . I had my suspicions about the daycare. Seeing as there was no proof beyond a list, though, I couldn't just stand there and take it.
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Guess that was one mystery where Maya had me beat.
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[this whole "being monitored" thing is stressing her out!?]
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It was fragmented, but I got the gist of it. Were you trying to contact me back then?
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Ugh... I mean, sort of!?
I had one of those communication coupons, and everybody that week wouldn't shut up about the dead, and daycare, and how like half the people here have been back from the dead before!?
... So I gave it a shot.
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[Still, I was surprised that it was me you tried to reach.]
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[...]
A-anyway. What was it like, on that side? Heard a couple things from Mollymauk, but it sounded like he couldn't share anything too important.
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Like he said, it was a daycare with monitors. Everything there was meant to accommodate children, which meant we only had snacks for a few weeks. We couldn't go outside at first, either.
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. . . Well, now that we're all back, shall we get to the bottom of this together?
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For the record, we should be getting one more hint through the Honor Society before fully disbanding, so that might help point us in the right direction.
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On that note... what's this I heard about people in the daycare getting their powers back?
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I-It's fine, anyway. I'm doing fine with vouchers. Got a bunch of spells now.
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Just don't get too excited and set something you're not supposed to on fire.
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