Jul. 21st, 2018

concasse: (blank↠ down and out)
[At some point, Belph will realize someone is following him.

Maybe it's just a sixth sense. Maybe he swears he hears a footstep. Looking over his shoulder doesn't give him anything, but eventually:]


Just walk somewhere private, Belph. I'm behind you.

[That sure is Sanji's voice coming from out of thin air]
concasse: (neutral↠ from the back)
[The dungeon seems empty, most likely, but out of nowhere:]

Oi, Akechi.

[Is Sanji's voice that seems to... hang in the air. Tired, worn, and blank underneath.]

It's a little late, but I figure I owe you the truth now.
concasse: (blank↠ srs bzns afoot)
[Hello, Cardia. There's going to be a knock on your door when (hopefully) Rebecca is not present, followed by a quiet voice:]

Cardia-chan? Can I talk for a moment?
concasse: (tired↠ you're pushing your luck)
[It's not like the usual Saturday where Sanji makes his rounds or parks in the kitchen for others to find him. He'd... rather much be alone, tonight, knowing what's going to happen tomorrow.

Though eventually, concern does gnaw at him long enough that he decides it won't hurt anything if he at least checks on Rebecca, and makes sure she's... sane.

As the last standing Historian. As his friend.

She'll hear a knock on the door to her room]


... Rebecca-chan? Are you in there?

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