[ HEY BUDDY execution sure happened and that was a thing at some previous, nebulous point in time. it's getting late when majima returns to the snabin, slightly drenched from being out in the rain. he doesn't seem like he minds too much, given how he merely shakes himself off before entering the cabin. it's extremely casually that he looks up and sees nie huaisang; when he speaks, he sounds much, much calmer than he was when they were all out by the bonfire. ]
[nie huaisang is all bundled up in his blankets, busy avoiding any kind of touch... also, it's comfortable? it's sort of comforting to burrito up like this. he sniffs quietly as he peers down at majima, giving him a little nod.]
Ah, hello... it doesn't feel like much of a night for sleeping, does it?
[ rather than continue the conversation without actually seeing huaisang due to how they share the bunk bed, majima chooses instead to take a seat by the desk so that he can keep his eye on the other, even if he tilts his head more toward the ceiling than looking directly at him. ]
Things just reached a whole new level of fuck, haven't they?
[ that's fair, he understands. there's a bit of a furrow of annoyance in his expression the more huaisang speaks in that dismayed tone, but he can deal with it; of all times to fear for one's life, now's a pretty fair time to do so. ]
...ain't it obvious? They're tryin' to demoralize us. Not the directors—clearly they're just as stuck in the shit as the rest of us. Nah, there's gotta be somethin' else messin' with shit behind the scenes. It's just a matter of findin' it.
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...hey.
[ rousing bedtime conversationalist, isn't he. ]
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Ah, hello... it doesn't feel like much of a night for sleeping, does it?
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[ ... it's only then that he actually, you know, looks at huaisang, and then kind of just stares at him a little. ]
...Ya look cozy.
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[everything is terrible and his blanket burrito is so little comfort.]
But it helps, a little.
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[ rather than continue the conversation without actually seeing huaisang due to how they share the bunk bed, majima chooses instead to take a seat by the desk so that he can keep his eye on the other, even if he tilts his head more toward the ceiling than looking directly at him. ]
Things just reached a whole new level of fuck, haven't they?
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They really have! If it's like that every time, I... there's really no telling how someone's chosen, is there?
[he frowns, looking thoroughly troubled.]
And to have to fight them for it...
[a twink doesn't want to fucking die]
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...ain't it obvious? They're tryin' to demoralize us. Not the directors—clearly they're just as stuck in the shit as the rest of us. Nah, there's gotta be somethin' else messin' with shit behind the scenes. It's just a matter of findin' it.
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[he only sounds MORE concerned, honestly.]
In the mansion, it was... the entirety of the place we lived in, and it took us weeks to do anything about it.
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This time is different, y'know. This isn't our first time through the gauntlet—we're not playin' on easy mode.
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[he slumps against the railing of his bunk.]
I wish having done this before meant it was easier, not harder.