and it takes, and it takes, and it takes

[acherontiastyx]

[It... definitely takes a while for the weekly after-execution note to arrive, but it does --- kind of scrawly and on ripped paper rather than nice stationery.]

EY. YO. WE GOT EFFIGIES IN THE DINING ROOM AND WE'RE GONNA BURN EM.

FOOD TOO. THE USUAL AND HOT COCOA. GOOD FOR THE SOUL. GET SOME. MAYBE TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR ROOM IF YOU HAVE TO. JUST GET SOME.

[Anyway, in the dining room, there's plenty of mugs set out, with a janky looking arrow sign pointing into the kitchen to where you can get your hot cocoa. On the table, there's Vichyssoise, a pot of green tea, and some booze. There's also a cookie tray on the floor away from the table on which to burn the Wordsmith and Kimbley effigies, which are handily placed near the food on the table.

...also if you go in the kitchen without shoes on just. Watch the northern corner. There's no kidneys, but there's a lot of broken plates there for some reason...]

Comments

[tsugomori]

I will.

[ Beat. ]

... I didn't think this would be the place where I'd be able to write my first letter.

[ Then again he's having a lot of new experiences here... ]

[foundfate]

You've never written a letter before now?

[tsugomori]

No, not at all. I suppose it's because while I was in the citadel I didn't have someone to write letters to.

All the people I knew were right there. And even if I were to write a letter to someone I don't think I'd know where to send it. Does that sound strange?

[ He'll tilt his head... well, maybe so. A lot of people have written letters in history... ]

[foundfate]

Not particularly, with how you've explained it. Letters are more for friends who are far away.

[tsugomori]

[ He'll give a nod, in understanding. ]

Do you have a lot of friends who live far away back at home?

[foundfate]

Not really, no. We all live in the same city. But sometimes I'll leave letters for them, for holidays and such.

[tsugomori]

I see, I see...that is quite kind of you to do that.

[ Holidays, hm? He wonders if Japan still does that, in the year of 2205... outside of the citadel that is. He has zero clue. ]

Do they give you letters in return? Or 'thanks'?

[foundfate]

Just thanks, usually. Or maybe a phone call.

...honestly I don't have many friends at home anyway, so it's not like I have a lot of experience with it.

[tsugomori]

A "phone call", ah, I see...

[ Sorta. The first time he's seen a phone is when he's arrived here and he still doesn't know how it works, um.

Although at the mention of the man not having many friends back home, it is a shock. ]

I'm surprised to hear that you don't. You're quite a kind and sweet person.

[foundfate]

['It's hard to make friends when ghosts bother you all the time.'

'Nobody wants to be friends with the scrawny, weird kid.'

'It's not like I go out of my way to make friends anyway.']

Ah, well, that's just how things are.

[tsugomori]

[ "That is just how things are."

Yes... that was how it was. If so, then such a minor thing shouldn't be bothersome. He'll set it aside...otherwise he may do something troublesome and leave Watanuki a letter at his door. That was so silly. ]

Mm. Well, I suppose that may be the case sometimes.

For what it's worth, I do hope I will continue to have the chance to enjoy your company.

[foundfate]

[Of course that would be silly, who would leave a letter at a door like that? It's not like Watanuki would read it and actually respond or anything.]

Well, I don't plan on dying anytime soon, so I'll be around.

[tsugomori]

[ Knowing Mikazuki and his ... everything, it's still a possibility. ]

Good, good. Well, if you need any help with anything else, let me know?

And hopefully, we'll be able to discover something new next week.

[foundfate]

Yeah, hopefully. And I'll let you know for sure.

[Mikazuki has, somehow, gained a bit of Watanuki's trust!]