Crow Armbrust (
nevergraduating) wrote2016-12-05 04:57 pm
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Week 1: Sunday, Evening ~Hallways~
[After practically spending the whole afternoon and dinnertime in the kitchen, Crow was ready to sit back and relax a little after everything. While his mind was mostly preoccupied with what had happened the previous couple of days considering what happened to Mira, he didn't miss that a couple others had been listed as having passed away. Since Kevin had held a funeral for Beatrice, it'd probably be a safe assumption that he intended to do so this time as well, although the preparations would be far more demanding considering the uptick in the number of people he had to do it for.
...Which is why he doesn't expect to see Kevin completely smashed and wandering around the hallways.]
Yo, you doin' okay there?
...Which is why he doesn't expect to see Kevin completely smashed and wandering around the hallways.]
Yo, you doin' okay there?
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[Mostly. He's kind of dragging his feet, but he's still moving as best as he can to keep up. But yeah, Kevin is... somehow still conscious. Aidios knows how he is, but he is. (Probably because he threw up all that alcohol once already.)]
And yeah, bad things happen, we pay 'em back. [He's taking another drink.] Show those heathens what they're messin' with!
[Now is that the alcohol talking or...
And then there's a hiccup. It kind of sounded like a vurp. Ew...]
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And "heathens" is a pretty interesting term to use, although he is a priest so maybe it's not too surprising. Still, he must be pretty drunk to air out his frustrations like that, since Kevin's generally managed to keep his cool at the times Crow's seen him.]
Heh. That's the spirit. We'll make sure they can't rope anyone else into their game again. Might help to stay sober to do that last part, though.
[...Okay, that didn't sound too good.] Uh, you alright there?
and here it comes...
I'll sober up, just later when this all stops.
[He drinks the last of his wine, and it seems he didn't learn his lesson from the first time when he drank wine when his stomach was upset.]
Yeah, I'm fi--
[And he can't even finish what he's saying, as he vomits a large amount of the wine he's been drinking... mostly on Crow. It's nice and warm and crimson colored! Maybe even a little green bile mixed in there because why not?
It smells bad and well, this is what Crow gets for being a good Samaritan.]
Ugh, not again.
1/???
2/???
3/4
It's over I tell you]
4/4
...Dammit. At least Crow didn't manage to jump away so that Kevin ends up tripping onto his face, but that's probably why his front is now soaked in vomit.]
Yeah, I'd really appreciate it if that didn't happen again.
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[And another nice loud burp. No vomit this time!]
My stomach feels better now.
[Are they close to his room yet, hopefully they are, because he just wants to lie down...]
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And he'll check the tablet for Kevin's room because hell if he actually memorized it.]
Room #119, right? [It looks like they're close!]
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[Then he grimaces...]
Ugh, don't take me back there. She's probably still in there...
[Exhibit A for why he's probably drunk right now.]
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She that bad of a roommate or something? [The announcements hadn't been put out yet about her death, so this is the first thing that comes to mind.]
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[Kevin goes a bit limp when he's asked, trying to rest against Crow a bit.]
She died. Probably in her sleep.
[And she's still probably there... dead. If he doesn't go back to his room to sleep he dies, but if he does go back to his room, he's sleeping with a dead body...]
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...Sorry 'bout that. [But they don't really have a choice unless Kevin wants to become a corpse too.]
Maybe we can cover her up or something. [Maybe not the most tactful thing he could say, but the only other alternative he could think of was dumping her body out into the hallways.]
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[Maybe hide her behind the folding screen? Just, he kind of lost it when he realized she was dead and left his room. And he's been drinking since...
Still, he's back on his feet (as much as he can), trying to walk the rest of the way with Crow's help.]
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We'll think up of something. [He doesn't really want to interrogate him over this, especially since he's grieving but it makes him think back to Beatrice's death. She died in her sleep, and it was because she'd broken too many rules, wasn't it?] She been like that since Saturday or what?