[ week two: mingle ]

[murderhost]

MINGLE LOG

We're back, everybody! Fresh week, fresh house, fresh murder. It is indeed a fresh house as when people wake on Monday morning they'll see that — everything is fixed! The windows, the table, whatever property damage that was inflicted last week is all cleaned up and reset. There is no SOS on the roof anymore. None of that. Anyone who stayed up all night on Sunday will have seen the mannequins diligently cleaning and repairing the house during the course of the night, finished by dawn. Yay!

They've also opened a new room in the house. A cleaning room — there is a washing machine, dryer, and various cleaning supplies in the room. Mops and brooms and dustpans and swiffers and all sorts of things! There's even a basket for collecting dirty laundry too.

And then in the morning, they bring in a few things to note, dumping it all in the living room.

• A assortment of feminine clothing — dresses, skirts, blouses, etc
• Included in that pile of clothing are twenty-five sailor uniforms of various sizes
• Make up! Quite a bit — enough to last the rest of the time
• So many packs of underwear. You had underwear last week but like, this is better
• A tablet with Candy Crush and Infinity Nikki on it. There is nothing else accessible on it. There's a sticky note on the cover that says FOR ECHINACEA
• A gun with one bullet is on the coffee table
• A spear is laid across the coffee table as well

That said, it doesn't seem like the food restocked. Huh...

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PROPERTY DAMAGE | PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS

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Comments

[incurse]

[ She doesn't need to rest...? So...she must not be human either, right? If she was, such a feat would only be possible with a special power.

He doesn't seem too perplexed by the notion, at least, and takes it in stride, even as his brows knit together, thoughtful. ]

I'd say I envy you, but that really is a lot of extra time. [ Too much. ] I have a lot of trouble sleeping through the night myself. Maybe I'm a little too used to being tired...

[ His profile did point out his eyebags... ]

[fixtures]

[ He's surprisingly chill about this... which puts her at ease. She beams. ]

Yes, indeed. It helps if I have work to attend to...

[ Which is why she's so eager to pick up after them all. If she doesn't have something to fill the time, it's mind-numbingly boring... ]

Might you sleep easier, if someone were to watch over you?

[incurse]

I'm used to Rika watching out for me while I sleep, but she's not always the easiest to relax around.

[ He sounds like he's talking about a cat and not his emotional support vore ghost/storage cabinet but it's fine. ]

I think I'd be jumpy, whether or not someone is watching over me. It's hard not to be on your guard all the time, as a sorcerer.

[fixtures]

Rika...?

[ Her head tilts, smile blank. ]

Is that a companion of yours?

[incurse]

[ Oh, right. He's so used to Rika just being ubiquitous with his existence that he forgets he hasn't talked about her much here yet. ]

She's my shikigami. A cursed spirit who fights alongside me. And...my oldest friend. We...haven't been separated for years, until I got here.

[fixtures]

[ mercifully she does not repeat it back and say something insanely french like shiexkiegauxmie. but know that that is her truth

Anyway, she blinks at his description, surprised. ]

Oh, my. How distressing that must be, to be separated suddenly.

[incurse]

It has been weird...but it's probably for the best. We don't need to add hauntings to everything else that's going on here.

[ Even if Rika wouldn't hurt anyone without his command, her presence isn't exactly calming. ]