[So, uh, probably the latter depending on how long he's been regurgitating his guts. Unfortunate! He sighs, though, taking one last sip from the paper cup before crushing it in his hand.]
Not for a lack of trying. [Which is the most frustrating part, really. Being told you're here to help, but lacking the power to do anything helpful.] ... I just don't get it. We're supposed to be immortal. So what changed? And why did Beck have to get caught up in it?
[Can they phone home for one free miracle... please........]
[PHONE HOME FOR A FREE MIRACLE!! He's definitely looking, hm, Concerned though. DID. DID NO ONE TELL ANY OF THE HOSTS ABOUT THEIR BODY FINDINGS oh my god...]
—It's possible that whatever's been keeping you alive after your first death is wearing off, if what we found in the morgue holds any weight. I don't know what exactly could have triggered that beyond just being close to the fiftieth day, though. [...] Do you know how Beck got caught up in it, by the way? Chuuya - I assume he broke some sort of rule, like Polly. Is that right?
[THESE FUCKIN HOSTS not like he'd have done anything different BUT THESE FUCKIN HOSTS!!]
... I heard about what you found in the morgue. Didn't really put stock in it until today.
[Except now Chuuya is dead and no amount of fingering has brought him back, so. Haha. That's neat.]
I can't give you the specifics. But we don't get into this kind of trouble unless we've done something they really don't like. [He can draw whatever conclusion he wants out of that.] Beck... might have just been collateral damage.
[Which he hates! And he sounds as pissed as he possibly can right now over it, but that's his assumption. God.]
Anyway he just fucking sighs at that because of course he's assuming Chuuya would up and do SOMETHING DANGEROUS AND STUPID FOR THE SAKE OF OTHERS honestly everyone on this ship is all equally bad, no one has room to cast any stones.]
Ah, I figured as much. [For Chuuya.] I didn't know Beck might have gotten caught up in it, though... [He honestly just figured between Beck and Zero that they had a rogue fuckin demon running around pushing boxes onto people and stabbing Becks.]
...How about you, then? Do you know when you started feeling ill, or if there was any particular cause? The last thing we need is the rest of you joining Chuuya.
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Since yesterday.
[So, uh, probably the latter depending on how long he's been regurgitating his guts. Unfortunate! He sighs, though, taking one last sip from the paper cup before crushing it in his hand.]
Not for a lack of trying. [Which is the most frustrating part, really. Being told you're here to help, but lacking the power to do anything helpful.] ... I just don't get it. We're supposed to be immortal. So what changed? And why did Beck have to get caught up in it?
[Can they phone home for one free miracle... please........]
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—It's possible that whatever's been keeping you alive after your first death is wearing off, if what we found in the morgue holds any weight. I don't know what exactly could have triggered that beyond just being close to the fiftieth day, though. [...] Do you know how Beck got caught up in it, by the way? Chuuya - I assume he broke some sort of rule, like Polly. Is that right?
[THESE FUCKIN HOSTS not like he'd have done anything different BUT THESE FUCKIN HOSTS!!]
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[Except now Chuuya is dead and no amount of fingering has brought him back, so. Haha. That's neat.]
I can't give you the specifics. But we don't get into this kind of trouble unless we've done something they really don't like. [He can draw whatever conclusion he wants out of that.] Beck... might have just been collateral damage.
[Which he hates! And he sounds as pissed as he possibly can right now over it, but that's his assumption. God.]
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Anyway he just fucking sighs at that because of course he's assuming Chuuya would up and do SOMETHING DANGEROUS AND STUPID FOR THE SAKE OF OTHERS honestly everyone on this ship is all equally bad, no one has room to cast any stones.]
Ah, I figured as much. [For Chuuya.] I didn't know Beck might have gotten caught up in it, though... [He honestly just figured between Beck and Zero that they had a rogue fuckin demon running around pushing boxes onto people and stabbing Becks.]
...How about you, then? Do you know when you started feeling ill, or if there was any particular cause? The last thing we need is the rest of you joining Chuuya.