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[literal_trainwreck]

WHO: Thistle (And visitors, if they are so inclined)
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 3, after all the shit went down

[Well that was a lot. Time to get a good night's (day's?) sleep in those new rooms! Ha ha, just kidding. What are we actually doing?]

Comments

[shortforever]

Don't 'huh' that! It's missing half of that conversation anyway!

[cultofthesham]

Oh yeah?

[shortforever]

Yeah, the thing we were supposed to investigate were supposed sightings of the old mafia boss, who should have been very dead by then.

[cultofthesham]

I'm going to go out on a limb and assume he wasn't.

[shortforever]

Oh no, he was very dead.

His body was possessed.

[cultofthesham]

Yeah that'll do it. What was in there?

[shortforever]

A really nasty ability-user that tried to kill me and take my body too. But we took care of him.

[cultofthesham]

Mm. Living? Then, I mean. I assume not now.

[shortforever]

Living then, yeah. Once we killed him he wasn't a problem anymore.

[cultofthesham]

Well good. That's the hope, isn't it?

[shortforever]

Yeah, that's what we wanted. Mori got to be free of all the rumors, Dazai got to solve the mystery, and I got to keep living.

[cultofthesham]

Win-win-win. Very nice.

[shortforever]

I could've done without all of the attempts on my life, but at least it's over.

[cultofthesham]

Hey, assassins just means you're getting worth assassinating. That's a good sign!

[shortforever]

I'd rather not be worth assassinating.

[Don't listen to him he 100% did this to himself.]

[cultofthesham]

Awe, what kind of attitude is that?

[shortforever]

Sometimes the special people don't wanna be so special. Is it really that weird?

[cultofthesham]

[ . . . ]

Yeah. It’s freakish.