[that clearly catches him off guard, and he looks troubled for just a brief moment before it shifts back to regular concern. it's fine. this topic is... Fine.]
They've... they've been known to be, yes, but in the cases I know of-- it was a single limb replaced. Nothing like a... patchwork corpse.
That's what was in the hospital. People sewn up all together. A couple of women together, and then someone that looked like they were embedded into a stretcher of some kind. They were chasing us around.
I - I really. Really. Hope they were dead. [ she's got a pretty high tolerance for violence, but thinking of those people as people and not monsters makes her feel sick. ]
Lio killed them, I think. With the fire. They were really miserable sounding.
Fire is best... it's very effective. If they were dead, that should have done it-- we'd often burn bodies to ensure they couldn't reanimate, like they do here.
...though if they really do, I can't imagine where those would have come from...
[ she's just gonna. lay down, don't mind her. just on the floor? probably? i have no idea where they are. doesn't matter, she just lays down. ]
Me either. [ she curls around her stupid box that she's been holding since she got out of the room. ] I think I have some ideas, but nothing solid. I need to talk to someone first and see if what I have is.
Um. [ god she's so tired. words are really hard. ] Is... is right.
[oh, okay, that's happening-- he's sitting down too, then, so he's not just like. hovering over her. he doesn't have anything to offer her for a pillow, though...]
So. So there's - in the hospital. [ THIS IS GOING TO BE A HELL OF AN EXPLANATION ] I mean. The morgue. In the morgue? There were zombies. And there was a list. On that list was a bunch of names? And they were the bodies. So in the hospital there's - here.
[ she peers around to make sure nobody is watching, and then opens her box. there is a grappling hook just covered in glitter in the box, as well as a sticker of a cat that says MEOWRIFFIC on the inside of the box. Also, some papers, which is what she pulls out. ]
On these papers are names that I can't. See. I can't see them fully. So I gotta match them. Because I think fucking Blue was experimenting on people.
[haha wow what the actual Fuck. huaisang definitely looks startled at the mention of zombies, and it does not go away when she opens the box and there's a glittery-ass grappling hook...
he'll try to peer at the papers too, though, to see if maybe not being able to see whatever's on them is just a Beau Thing.]
Why is it so sparkly... [okay, no, ignore the glitter. zombies. focus. he fans himself idly as he tries to think.] And why would there be more corpses-! When I asked Miss Plum about the deceased, she said she wouldn't allow corpses to shamble around in the house...
[was he lied to? are there bodies in all of these locked fucking rooms? are they SURROUNDED BY THE UNDEAD???]
[ she would also like to know about glitter. it's awful. ]
Don't trust any of them. They're all fuckin' liars. They're nice, but they're liars. [ she points her finger up in his face. ] Don't forget that.
[ he can see the papers! they're all faded and nearly illegible, but there's notes. They read as follows:
one page, with the name field containing the only legible letters Y K: Young, but did not appreciate the lollipop. Leg healing fine. Had a little visitor today as well. Visitor did appreciate lollipop. another, with DEPS & MBIS: Twins. Even get sick together. Fascinating. Recommended a few tricks even after they coughed up blood. Worth looking into. Also recommended nurses instead. and a last one, with TA K OH: Prince????? ]
[he shrinks away from her pointing finger, he swears he'll remember... probably.
but after that he takes a closer look at the pages, brow furrowed while he reads.]
I have no idea what these names could be, either... but then I also have the feeling the names I'm used to are much different than everyone else's. Some of the guests here don't even have a family name, much less a courtesy name...
[it's been confusing, but he is managing. continuing to read, though-]
Do you really think that's what was happening...? They do seem like they could be normal enough notes from just-- treating someone.
Why would they be here? Why would they be in the middle of his huge fucking mansion where he brings people in and like, we all turn into monsters? Peach said this is usually a thing for - for cultural exchange, but there's a monster in the lake.
[ she scowls. ]
I gotta check. Because someone has a list of the names of the zombies in the morgue. And I gotta make sure they match. I gotta make sure he's not --
[ she pauses. her voice quakes a little. ]
If any of you end up like the shit we saw in the hospital, I'll never fucking forgive myself.
[is the kraken a friend or NOT. he wanted to trust galo on this one, he really did!
when her voice shakes, though, he hesitantly reaches out to set a hand on her shoulder. it's a light touch, just in case she doesn't like it or he's, you know, unintentionally poking an injury here.]
...I can't really promise to do anything to stop it. There's not much that I could even think to do, as I am, but if I can support you- I can at least try to do that much, miss Beau, if you can forgive this Sect Leader's lack of ability.
[ she seems okay with it! in fact, she very carefully reaches to rest a hand on top of his. ]
You - you just do the best shit you can do. [ she says, exhausted. you know when you get so tired you just want to cry? she actually is - not sobs or anything, just tears dripping down her face. ]
Just be careful, okay? I like you, man. I don't wanna see you get fucking -- any of that. I don't want any of that.
[oh god don't cry please don't cry he doesn't know what to do with crying? usually if anyone is crying, it's him. all he can really do, he supposes, is stay where he is, because he doesn't have any kleenex or even know what a kleenex is.]
I'll try, but please-- do the same. I really don't know what I would do if you weren't here to speak with.
[he doesn't pull his hand away, so she can absolutely do that-- the gesture gets a tiny little smile.]
Well, we'll see. They may just decide to get rid of me instead, with my luck...
[there's. a longer pause, here. he's considered this something best kept quiet, but he really can't do much with himself and jin ling alone. if they're to help each other, if he's going to share anything, then--]
-but at least for now, I'll be all right if they do.
[yikes! he shrinks back a little, but his grip tightens before he lets go, as if to tell her not to worry. he's not letting go because of that. she'll get some nervousness and uncertainty in turn, as he hesitates before reaching into one of his giant sleeves and pulling something out.
it's a small human skull.]
No, they won't. [and, because they've been discussing horrible dead things:] Ah- I can explain, really! This isn't... well, actually, I don't know where it came from, but... I received it after working with two of the others last week. It's meant to protect me.
[that undercurrent of Anxiety is still there, because even if the beau he knows is good... if anything happened to her, if anything changed her, she'd know. he'd be in a lot of trouble, then.
but he has so little to offer to prove that he's willing to help; at least letting her know he has some measure of safety is something, when she's seemed worried.]
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Mmhm. [ she says with a sigh ] I'm okay. Don't worry.
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[he's FRETTING, one of his normal fans clutched in one hand as he looks her over.]
Just what happened to you-- I thought this place was dangerous enough already!
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Lemme ask you a question, actually - your corpses. Do they ever look like they're all mashed together? Like people sewn together.
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[that clearly catches him off guard, and he looks troubled for just a brief moment before it shifts back to regular concern. it's fine. this topic is... Fine.]
They've... they've been known to be, yes, but in the cases I know of-- it was a single limb replaced. Nothing like a... patchwork corpse.
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That's what was in the hospital. People sewn up all together. A couple of women together, and then someone that looked like they were embedded into a stretcher of some kind. They were chasing us around.
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And they were-- corpses, for certain? They'd have to be, wouldn't they... oh, I never thought I'd say I hoped something was dead-
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Lio killed them, I think. With the fire. They were really miserable sounding.
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...though if they really do, I can't imagine where those would have come from...
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Me either. [ she curls around her stupid box that she's been holding since she got out of the room. ] I think I have some ideas, but nothing solid. I need to talk to someone first and see if what I have is.
Um. [ god she's so tired. words are really hard. ] Is... is right.
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Miss Beau, what do you mean-? About what?
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So. So there's - in the hospital. [ THIS IS GOING TO BE A HELL OF AN EXPLANATION ] I mean. The morgue. In the morgue? There were zombies. And there was a list. On that list was a bunch of names? And they were the bodies. So in the hospital there's - here.
[ she peers around to make sure nobody is watching, and then opens her box. there is a grappling hook just covered in glitter in the box, as well as a sticker of a cat that says MEOWRIFFIC on the inside of the box. Also, some papers, which is what she pulls out. ]
On these papers are names that I can't. See. I can't see them fully. So I gotta match them. Because I think fucking Blue was experimenting on people.
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he'll try to peer at the papers too, though, to see if maybe not being able to see whatever's on them is just a Beau Thing.]
Why is it so sparkly... [okay, no, ignore the glitter. zombies. focus. he fans himself idly as he tries to think.] And why would there be more corpses-! When I asked Miss Plum about the deceased, she said she wouldn't allow corpses to shamble around in the house...
[was he lied to? are there bodies in all of these locked fucking rooms? are they SURROUNDED BY THE UNDEAD???]
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Don't trust any of them. They're all fuckin' liars. They're nice, but they're liars. [ she points her finger up in his face. ] Don't forget that.
[ he can see the papers! they're all faded and nearly illegible, but there's notes. They read as follows:
one page, with the name field containing the only legible letters Y K: Young, but did not appreciate the lollipop. Leg healing fine. Had a little visitor today as well. Visitor did appreciate lollipop.
another, with DEPS & MBIS: Twins. Even get sick together. Fascinating. Recommended a few tricks even after they coughed up blood. Worth looking into. Also recommended nurses instead.
and a last one, with TA K OH: Prince????? ]
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[he shrinks away from her pointing finger, he swears he'll remember... probably.
but after that he takes a closer look at the pages, brow furrowed while he reads.]
I have no idea what these names could be, either... but then I also have the feeling the names I'm used to are much different than everyone else's. Some of the guests here don't even have a family name, much less a courtesy name...
[it's been confusing, but he is managing. continuing to read, though-]
Do you really think that's what was happening...? They do seem like they could be normal enough notes from just-- treating someone.
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[ she scowls. ]
I gotta check. Because someone has a list of the names of the zombies in the morgue. And I gotta make sure they match. I gotta make sure he's not --
[ she pauses. her voice quakes a little. ]
If any of you end up like the shit we saw in the hospital, I'll never fucking forgive myself.
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[is the kraken a friend or NOT. he wanted to trust galo on this one, he really did!
when her voice shakes, though, he hesitantly reaches out to set a hand on her shoulder. it's a light touch, just in case she doesn't like it or he's, you know, unintentionally poking an injury here.]
...I can't really promise to do anything to stop it. There's not much that I could even think to do, as I am, but if I can support you- I can at least try to do that much, miss Beau, if you can forgive this Sect Leader's lack of ability.
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You - you just do the best shit you can do. [ she says, exhausted. you know when you get so tired you just want to cry? she actually is - not sobs or anything, just tears dripping down her face. ]
Just be careful, okay? I like you, man. I don't wanna see you get fucking -- any of that. I don't want any of that.
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I'll try, but please-- do the same. I really don't know what I would do if you weren't here to speak with.
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Yeah. I'm trying. I gotta be here to make sure you and everybody makes it. If you hear anything, tell me, okay?
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[a little shake of his head, there.]
If I do learn anything, I'll be sure to let you know.
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Use that to your advantage, man. If people don't think you're a threat, they might drop shit around you. You can overhear a lot that way.
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[he doesn't pull his hand away, so she can absolutely do that-- the gesture gets a tiny little smile.]
Well, we'll see. They may just decide to get rid of me instead, with my luck...
[there's. a longer pause, here. he's considered this something best kept quiet, but he really can't do much with himself and jin ling alone. if they're to help each other, if he's going to share anything, then--]
-but at least for now, I'll be all right if they do.
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Nobody is gonna get rid of you. [ scowl. she's too tired to know if he meant anything other than like, the permanent version of getting rid. ]
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it's a small human skull.]
No, they won't. [and, because they've been discussing horrible dead things:] Ah- I can explain, really! This isn't... well, actually, I don't know where it came from, but... I received it after working with two of the others last week. It's meant to protect me.
[that undercurrent of Anxiety is still there, because even if the beau he knows is good... if anything happened to her, if anything changed her, she'd know. he'd be in a lot of trouble, then.
but he has so little to offer to prove that he's willing to help; at least letting her know he has some measure of safety is something, when she's seemed worried.]
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... Oh. [ she nods. ] Yeah. Yeah, we got a knife. Yours is better. [ she seems relieved! feels that way too. ]
Don't tell anybody else you have that. [ she's thinking along the same lines. ]
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