[It's later in the afternoon that she's finally getting out of bed. She's still tired, physically and emotionally, when she hears someone knocking at her door. All the same, she's heading to the door to answer, trying to smooth her hair down to look less like bedhead as she goes.
She's cleaned away the blood and goo, at least. Her old shirt is a lost cause, so she has her secondary outfit on, a simple black dress with a bird print on it. It makes it impossible to see the bandages on her waist. The only thing he might notice, though it's faded after a few hours of sleep, is that her eyes are still a bit red and puffy.
When she sees who it is, she puts on a smile for him, small as it is.]
[He's got a beanie jammed on his head, because he's not that thrilled with this furry shit, but that's neither here nor there. He takes note of her eyes, but doesn't mention them as he takes a seat.]
I don’t know how much Junpei told you, but - he was bitten by one of those things we had to fight off. He said he felt like he was melting, and then he started acting wrong. You saw him, right?
[She gives a nod of understanding to his first point, even if she doesn’t comment on it. Instead:]
He keeps saying that the things he’s doing aren’t like him. He knows what he’s doing, and he knows it’s not the same as the way he normally acts. It’s not like the people possessed by demons, where they talk about their hosts like they’re an entirely different person.
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week five, wednesday
Date: 2019-11-13 08:53 pm (UTC)She's cleaned away the blood and goo, at least. Her old shirt is a lost cause, so she has her secondary outfit on, a simple black dress with a bird print on it. It makes it impossible to see the bandages on her waist. The only thing he might notice, though it's faded after a few hours of sleep, is that her eyes are still a bit red and puffy.
When she sees who it is, she puts on a smile for him, small as it is.]
Hey. You want to come in?
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Date: 2019-11-13 09:04 pm (UTC)[He's got a beanie jammed on his head, because he's not that thrilled with this furry shit, but that's neither here nor there. He takes note of her eyes, but doesn't mention them as he takes a seat.]
. . . you okay?
[It's somewhat awkwardly said.]
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Date: 2019-11-13 09:43 pm (UTC)[The sarcasm is light, tired - but it's more than she would have been able to manage a few hours ago. With a grimace, she takes a seat next to him.]
Thanks for checking in. I'm... worried about Higekiri, mostly.
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:06 am (UTC)Ah, yeah?
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:17 am (UTC)I don’t know how much Junpei told you, but - he was bitten by one of those things we had to fight off. He said he felt like he was melting, and then he started acting wrong. You saw him, right?
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:19 am (UTC)[He shrugs. He doesn't necessarily wish the guy harm, but he isn't gonna shed a tear either.]
Might be he's possessed.
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:22 am (UTC)[And it makes her feel a little bit uncomfortable continuing to fret over Higekiri with him, but she continues regardless.]
No, I don’t think so. It’s like... I can still see him in there. It’s different from anyone else who’s been possessed.
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:25 am (UTC)[It's very, very uncomfortable for him. But! He does care about Beck, and this is interesting, so whatever.]
What do you mean, you can still see him in there? Like how?
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Date: 2019-11-14 02:31 am (UTC)He keeps saying that the things he’s doing aren’t like him. He knows what he’s doing, and he knows it’s not the same as the way he normally acts. It’s not like the people possessed by demons, where they talk about their hosts like they’re an entirely different person.