mineo's startling at that from where he's probably just hanging out - in the common room? sure. but he's getting up when he notices her stumbling, reaching out an arm to try to steady her]
Like... Jack the Misogynist Ripper and Murderbot 9000? I mean, probably better for everyone that they can't go cutting up and/or shooting people. I mean, I really do think whoever killed Grell did it in self-defense. But it's pretty bullshirt that we have to vote each other off the island for what's guaranteed to be a truly hellish public execution.
And... well, ethically wrong, to vote him off for a crime he didn't admit. [ ... ] Gah! Look at me, I've been infected by nerdism.
... but - if you didn't suggest it, then that means we would've split the vote worse. Maybe Vlad-san would've actually gotten voted for, even though he didn't do anything wrong.
So.... in a way, you still saved people. Even if it might be hard to tell yourself that.
I just don't want you to think that you're alone in carrying all that.
... okay, well. Today's... uh, I don't know what day, but I guess it's a Saturday. And it's a new day.
I'm Enomoto Mineo. I think people in the West do handshakes? [so he holds his hand out to her!] And as of today you don't have to keep being alone - not so long as you don't want to be.
[ there's a beat where she just looks at his hand, listens to what he's saying. she's spent all of her life and even some of her afterlife alone, and preferred it -- or at least, that's what she told herself. the old eleanor would have scoffed and walked away, but for some reason, she finds herself hesitating to do just that. it's just a little, but mineo reminds her---- ]
[ .... ]
[ she takes the hand, and shakes it. ]
Okay, nerd. [ she's still rude af ] But you better not go and die on me after saying all that.
Worried? Psh, don't flatter yourself. I just think it'd be super lame if you made such a dramatic promise to a hot girl like me and then immediately screwed it up.
but it's fucking nap time now? mineo is just. wandering around, fiddling with the collar buttons of his shirt with one hand, pillow under his other arm. he's on his way to the simulation room! but he blinks when he sees eleanor]
Oh, hey - Shellstrop-san. You managing okay this week?
But you stand there in the Field Operations Office, surrounded by the men who treated you like their beloved younger brother, and you receive no orders. A man who you regard like a mentor, almost like a father, stands in front of you and shakes his head. “... The higher-ups don’t want to move yet. This could still be a prank, so they don’t want to let our resources go to this.”
It’s the first time that you get a taste of rage. Your hand curls into a fist, because someone you know has gone missing, and no one cares enough to find them. “That’s bullshit,” you mutter under your breath, and the saving grace is that even if you’re heard, you aren’t punished.
For the next few weeks, you are kept so busy that you can’t think about the video - but it doesn’t leave you alone. It’s in your bones. The feeling that something’s going to go wrong. The longer that you go without seeing Yuuta Fuji, the worse you feel.
[well that was. hellish. fucking hellish. i'm going to be honest with you mineo is probably in any of the rooms with couches and just. collapsed on one, looking exhausted. the sloth urges are fucking radiating]
That's how you get killed in a place like that. [ she drapes a little closer on him because she loves embarrassing him ] But ya know, if you're into me, you can just admit it. I wouldn't blame you.
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week 0, post-exec
Woof.... which way was it, again?
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oh boy.
mineo's startling at that from where he's probably just hanging out - in the common room? sure. but he's getting up when he notices her stumbling, reaching out an arm to try to steady her]
Whoa, hey -
Are you headed somewhere, Shellstrop-san...?
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My room. It was.... that way? [ points at him. ]
Wait, no.....
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Ah, do you remember who your roommate is...?
[well. he supposes he can help get her to the sleeping bay...]
Is it okay if I carry you?
[he will ask for permission first!]
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[ honestly, she probably could walk. but is she going to say no to being carried? absolutely not. ]
[ poor mineo. ]
Go right ahead, hot stuff.
[ either he's a gentleman and he'll help her get back, or they're gonna end up banging it out. either way, right now she doesn't mind. ]
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[hghgghldkjfgh he wasn't expecting that - so he flusters a bit before he moves to pick her up]
Ahh, okay. Then let's get you back to Megara-san and she might... be able to help....
[maybe. BUT HE DOESN'T MIND CARRYING HER AT LEAST]
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[ she's just gonna flop against him, letting him do all the work. rip mineo. ]
Yeah, let's get Megraw. Megara.
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Shouldn't drunk girls be with other drunk girls or something...!
[SO THAT THEY DON'T NEED TO ASK FOR HELP FROM GUYS he thinks this is so unsafe]
Ahh, be more careful, Shellstrop-san....
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[ either way she is staying flopped in poor mineo's arms. ]
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L-L-L-Latter! The latter!!
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Your fashe is all red.
week 1, post-trial
he's going to go find her after that, because that was - a lot. it was so much.]
... Shellstrop-san.
[he sounds tentative]
.... you okay?
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See, this is why trying is stupid. We just tried our ashes off for nine hours and got nowhere.
[ that's probably a no ]
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.... you really think so?
Or is it just 'cause... we tried and didn't make it this time?
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Yeah, that. So much effort, and all we got was toberlonemaggedon and voting off sassy terminator.
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... it's not what we wanted.
But - it's something, right?
[a beat]
... I think you were right, to suggest what you did - as 'right' as anybody can be in a place like this.
[ . . . ]
But that doesn't mean that it wasn't hard on you.
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And... well, ethically wrong, to vote him off for a crime he didn't admit. [ ... ] Gah! Look at me, I've been infected by nerdism.
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Yeah.
[just. softly. because he agrees.]
... but - if you didn't suggest it, then that means we would've split the vote worse. Maybe Vlad-san would've actually gotten voted for, even though he didn't do anything wrong.
So.... in a way, you still saved people. Even if it might be hard to tell yourself that.
I just don't want you to think that you're alone in carrying all that.
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[ but she's clearly deflecting. she kind of, glances away. ]
I'm fine being alone. That's the way I've lived my whole life.
[1/2]
[just. briefly]
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I'm Enomoto Mineo. I think people in the West do handshakes? [so he holds his hand out to her!] And as of today you don't have to keep being alone - not so long as you don't want to be.
I'll have your back when things get tough.
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[ there's a beat where she just looks at his hand, listens to what he's saying. she's spent all of her life and even some of her afterlife alone, and preferred it -- or at least, that's what she told herself. the old eleanor would have scoffed and walked away, but for some reason, she finds herself hesitating to do just that. it's just a little, but mineo reminds her---- ]
[ .... ]
[ she takes the hand, and shakes it. ]
Okay, nerd. [ she's still rude af ] But you better not go and die on me after saying all that.
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Nope, I've got a promise on the line already that I won't - but I can make a second one to you if you're worried. Then I'm double-protected, right?
You can't go anywhere either though.
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[ .... ]
Oh, don't you worry about me. I'm scrappy.
week 2, wednesday
but it's fucking nap time now? mineo is just. wandering around, fiddling with the collar buttons of his shirt with one hand, pillow under his other arm. he's on his way to the simulation room! but he blinks when he sees eleanor]
Oh, hey - Shellstrop-san. You managing okay this week?
[with the invasive memories and all!]
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[ she squints at the pillow.... ]
Where are you going?
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Fuck yeah!
[ENCOURAGINGLY]
Oh - I was gonna take a nap. Can't transfer memories if you're unconscious I figure, and I'm pretty beat.
[WEIRDLY LOGICAL TRAIN OF THOUGHT]
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[ she pauses to consider this... ]
Actually, that's a pretty good loophole. Surprised I didn't think of it myself. Maybe I'll join you.
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Sure - we can conjure up a nice beach in the simulation room and a couple of hammocks!
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[ also hit me with mem whenever im so slow ]
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[ To begin: a video. (14:02 - 15:33).
And then: a declaration (22:59 - 23:18).
But you stand there in the Field Operations Office, surrounded by the men who treated you like their beloved younger brother, and you receive no orders. A man who you regard like a mentor, almost like a father, stands in front of you and shakes his head. “... The higher-ups don’t want to move yet. This could still be a prank, so they don’t want to let our resources go to this.”
It’s the first time that you get a taste of rage. Your hand curls into a fist, because someone you know has gone missing, and no one cares enough to find them. “That’s bullshit,” you mutter under your breath, and the saving grace is that even if you’re heard, you aren’t punished.
For the next few weeks, you are kept so busy that you can’t think about the video - but it doesn’t leave you alone. It’s in your bones. The feeling that something’s going to go wrong. The longer that you go without seeing Yuuta Fuji, the worse you feel.
Until another video proves you right (16:40 - 17:35).
And with every sickening gunshot, and with the word ‘justice’ in your mouth like a poison - you feel like maybe you died that day too. ]
week 3, thursday
.... can we just have one calm day....
[no]
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RIGHT? Ugh, this is way too much.
[ a dramatic sigh. ]
I'm guessing the collection of maimed 75% people Thursday is just gonna be a regular thing now...
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[he'll just shift then, making sure that there's enough room on the couch for her to join him]
Just be careful if you ever get caught in something like that, Eleanor-san...
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[ she's so optimistic. she plops down next to him, but gives him a little shove when he's cute because she's allergic to feelings ]
Aww, are you worried about me? Nerd.
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I am worried about you. That shouldn't be weird.
[and he'll just move to offer her a pillow he was laying on]
Wanna kick back and rest a bit?
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[ yeah she's curling up. ]
Hells yeah, man. I don't know what it is about this week, but I'm super sleepy.
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[but he yawns a bit - and he just flusters a little at her first question as he thinks about answering it]
Erm - you are really pretty, Eleanor-san.... But I think it just makes sense to be concerned about the people around us, right?
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[ and she yawns as well... sneepy. ]
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H-Ha? Wait, Eleanor-san....!
[aaaAAAA]
That's - No, I wouldn't blame me either, but that's not....!
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Geez, how often do you talk to women?
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M-More often here than at home.....
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[HE'S SO EMBARRASSED, ELEANOR PLEASE - ]
Ah, I used to work at the station and my office was all men.... and I don't.... I'm not really - good with talking to girls, so...