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[mellowyellow]

masaomi kida ♞ bacura
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un: jupitersgrace

[notthatjason]

Hey. Checked out this Night Market, yet?

[mellowyellow]

Okay, so.

My curiosity might've hit a peak low after last month's war game.

I ain't going alone.

[notthatjason]

Well, I was planning to check it out. I'll watch your back if it has you that worried.

[mellowyellow]

Why does everyone suddenly want to check out my ass?

You watch my back, and I'll watch your front. Deal?

[notthatjason]

That wasn't what I meant, so I don't have an answer for you there.

Still, sounds like a plan...I think.

[mellowyellow]

That's why you're my bro.

Grab a bite to eat at the inn first?

[Because he's not eating at the market. No way. You can't make him.]

gift; 12/25

[originallutece]

[Masaomi will find a silver metallic bird waiting for him outside his doorway. Don't step on it, Masaomi! There's no note or indication who it's from. hm! ]

[mellowyellow]

[Gonna convince himself he's got a secret admirer. And what cute but elegant taste too!

It's now sitting on the table in his room.]

text -- backdated to christmas

[notthatjason]

[Attached is a picture taken just outside the church. It's a small army of tiny snowmen (no taller than 5-10 inches) or perhaps more accurately snow sigillaria. If you look, each snowman has an initial on its belly to correspond to the people Jason considers himself close to. Written in the snow are the words: Happy Saturnalia & Merry Christmas.

He couldn't find enough gifts for everyone he wanted to, so he sculpted these an sent out a sort of Christmas card instead. Of course, the snowmen are still there in person for the foreseeable future.]

[mellowyellow]

[This hits Masaomi unexpectedly hard. Here he is, trying his damnedest not to show himself to these people, trying to run away from everyone before he's forced to accept the reality of his death, M.K.'s death, and his own continued helplessness. Here he is, alone in his room, looking down at his tablet. But on that tablet is a picture of his little, initialed snowman surrounded by the others anyway.

He's only been cooped up in his room for a few weeks. By choice, even. But his resolve shatters nonetheless, and his fingers settle over a digital keyboard.]

Hey. Can I make some more buddies for these guys?

[notthatjason]

Of course. I think some others have stopped by to add to it too.

[Specifically someone added little origami animal friends among the bunch.]

[mellowyellow]

[Oh no, too cute. Masaomi will be taking more pictures later.

But first he has to throw on a big, honkin' jacket and roll a few basic snowmen so he can add them to these cavity-inducing ranks. These get no initials. They're meant to be his friends from Ikebukuro, so he figures no one would recognize their names anyway.]

@wayne

[pearlstrings]

Hello Masaomi. I realize this timing could be better, but I have a few potentially invasive questions to ask, if you're feeling up to it.

[mellowyellow]

[Masaomi stares down at his tablet like it just bit him. Then he groans.

This timing could be better? WHY YES. YES, IT COULD. What's so important that it can't wait until every muscle in his body has stopped aching? He almost doesn't want to know, is ready to drop the tablet and go back to sleep, but curiosity stays his hand.

He really, really hates his own curiosity.]

Not a big fan of persuasive writing, huh?

That's no way to make me feel up to it!

[pearlstrings]

[Persuasive writing huh?]

I'm a very cute girl that needs your help.

[mellowyellow]

[Welp. He sure is awake now! Is this the real deal? Has his self-hype machine finally yielded fruit? Only one way to find out.]

See? You can do it if you try.

Masaomi Kida is here to assuage all your fears and doubts!

Ask away!

[pearlstrings]

Gee, are you sure? There's so much to be scared of.

Like the parade. I heard you've seen it once before, right?

[mellowyellow]

[Oh. Oh.]

Yeah. I've seen it.

[And in the whirlwind aftermath of their rescue, he'd managed to forget all about it. Until right now. He chooses to ignore the twisting deep in his stomach.]

@ELVIRA (a few days after the wild hearts event)

[vampirella]

( ugh. she strongly considered just ignoring his existence for the rest of her stay in Beacon, but overall her sense trumped her shame. she needs to keep tabs on Masaomi now, for her own sake. it's not at all him she's concerned about. GOT IT? good!!! )

still in one piece?

@ELVIRA

[vampirella]

on a scale of 1-10, is there even a chance i can avoid being haunted by some creepy ghost kid after fishing through a pile of doll arms for a torch

[mellowyellow]

That depends! Was the pile of doll arms hiding a satanic pentagram drawn in blood??

[vampirella]

i didn't dig far enough to check, but i'm not ruling it out. honestly wouldn't even be surprised

great, now i'm going to be possessed by an evil doll that needs a body. she better appreciate getting one this hot

[mellowyellow]

Hey, we don't know that yet!

She's a creepy doll ghost, right?

Maybe she has really bad taste??

[vampirella]

compared to existing in a pile of dismembered doll parts next to the creepiest building i've ever seen in this place (and i assure you that's saying something), any body would seem like a home run, i'm sure

[mellowyellow]

[Hmmm... Touche.]

Maybe you could make her transfer out of you or something. Is there anybody still around who you hate with a fiery passion?