R1 DEADLAND PT2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

[lockdownmods]

[it’s strange, for the people who were already dead, the shift in scenery is sudden and complete. For those who have just arrived? It’s like you’re back where you left?

How strange.

But if you ever need her, you can always reach out to the guardian of this place.]

LOCATIONS
Note: locations lag a week behind the living counterparts

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[supportrole]

[ Enjoying this pancake muffin!! While anxiously watching the screen. ]

I wonder if anyone's even going to be around to answer if they're all investigating...

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[starswink]

Yeah. I'm sure they're busy, but they do know we're here.... and the most we can offer is our support...

[Keeping an open stakeout has just been The Thing ever since Mitarai started it, so they might as well keep it up. This time the Guild will be there for them!! But a notification arrives, wow, a lot sooner than he thought.]

Oh! They're already here!

[reads...]

[starswink]

[WHAT]

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[supportrole]

[ Reading over his shoulder--








oh ]

[supportrole]

What--

[ H-he probably misread that somehow, right? He'll just... lean in a little closer and read it again, and surely it will make more sense this time. ]

[lovedanime]

[Mitarai was not sure an open stakeout was going to continue to be The Thing particularly because it would be on brand for the connection to close during the final investigation but he can't ignore the signs promising breakfast; it was worth checking out at the least, and it does turn out to still be open, so he's having a great time for an anxious person, looking for display duplication cables as busywork and nibbling the muffin so small it only fills one of his little hands and figuring out exactly how close he can stand behind Yoosung's workstation before it qualifies as unfair to Mishima.

Then he chokes on his muffin.]

Kurus...

[He turns his head away.]

Nikolai-san, please don't let Poe-san talk you into anything rash!

[sendintheclown]

[Gogol looks possessed with newfound power.]

I can’t ignore a request from my beloved! I must honour his wishes!

[AKIRA GET READY FOR A GOOD HONKING.]

[lovedanime]

We have to at least talk things out with him! After all - he didn't want false freedom at all before. He must know something now!

[starswink]

I-I hope so.

[Yoosung believed in Akira.... if he really died, then it had to have been for something good. But...]

I have such a bad feeling about this...

[lovedanime]

It's definitely not good that things are going this way. And... he didn't tell us or them what he knew... Kurusu, is he really like that? Mishima-kun's line of reasoning might be correct...

[starswink]

I don't know...

[But Poe said if that's the case, it means Kurusu is the spy. And that if Kurusu is the spy, it's because his friends are in danger.

That would be the Phantom Thieves, wouldn't it? It even says in Akira's profile that that's what he is. They must know everything. And if that's the case, everything Kurusu and Yuuki believed in was at stake.

He doesn't want that to be the case either. There's no way the Phantom Guild could pick up that slack.]

[starswink]

[Yoosung is staring too, but... his anger catches up faster, a clumsy flurry of typing follows.]

This can't be serious! It has to be a trick! Right?!

[although what that would mean is not good either...]

[supportrole]

[ What the fuck. This can't seriously be happening, there has to be a mistake. Why the hell would he even have been doing that???

Without saying a word, he gets up (dropping his half-eaten muffin in the process, sorry) and immediately goes to the next computer to type something. ]

[starswink]

Y-Yuuki, he's giving some details... I can handle it if you want...

[if Akira came here he could tell him with his own mouth, but he respects whatever Yuuki wants to do. He's just trying to be caring here.]

[supportrole]

I want to ask him myself.

[ That... probably sounded a little snappy, so he turns back with an apologetic look. ]

...Thanks, though. Sorry.

[starswink]

It's okay.

[Yuuki definitely had a right to know more than anyone else, as much as he'd like to shield him. He might as well not be spared the details.

Now Yoosung's reading Poe's latest response. His hands ball up into fists resting on the desk in front of the keyboard.]

God... an unidentifiable body....