Week 4

[lockdownmods]

[ It's now Week 4 at Fayflower University. With the new week comes another memory, and a new floor to explore. That's nice, after everything, right? Right, of course it is.

However, other things have changed besides the floor access. The wall has always been a point of contention after the fiasco in week one. And then the frog, and now the investigation. However, going within three feet of the wall is oppressive now, in feeling. It feels as though you're being watched-- and targeted for something.

Be careful~]

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Comments

[devotingly]

Fuck off!!!

[ without really thinking about it, waver uses his free hand to grab the blade. the adrenaline helps keep the pain away, at least, as he grips it hard enough to draw a generous amount of blood.

and grabbing the knife gives him enough momentum to take another stab at gogol’s leg. and another. and another.

waver can’t really hear himself over the blood rushing through his veins, but he’s screaming. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[HE JUST WANTED TO READ A BOOK PEACEFULLY!? Was that too much to ask?! Poe drops the book he was in the middle of in shock at the sudden screaming, but a moment later he's rushing toward it. He freezes when he sees the situation.]

Waver?! What are you doing!?

[Is he going to have to pull you away from the clown? He's going to try and pull you away from the clown.]

[devotingly]

H-he—!!

[ well, waver doesn’t mind being pulled away from gogol. but he’s shaking like a leaf, obviously terrified. ]

He attacked... he attacked me. He attacked me!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

He did what!?

[Okay, yeah no, Waver is being put behind Poe now. He may not be a great adult, but he is an adult and he cares about Waver's well being. So.. he'll put himself between Waver and the Clown.]

I- are you okay!?

[devotingly]

W-what?

[ waver hasn’t noticed the large gash on his palm but... that’s steadily dripping blood on the floor. so.... he’s sort of okay? ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

You're hurt....

[Well... since the Clown won't bleed to death anytime soon, Poe's going to fret over Waver instead. He's going to try and gently take Waver's hand so that he can get a better look at the wound.]

[devotingly]

I’m—I’m fine.

[ he speaks between shaky breaths, trying not to break down in front of all these people; he’d be so embarrassed with himself if he did.

his wound... well, waver won’t die from it either, but it’s as long as the switchblade—clearly from having held onto the knife. it’s not too deep either, but it’s obvious that waver had a hard grip on it while fighting.

just seeing it makes waver nauseous. ]

It’s fine... [ he laughs shakily ] It doesn’t even hurt...haha...

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Poe's just... going to mentally curse his inability to actually comfort others.]

I.... we should get you to the nurse's office and away from him.

[There's a tightly controlled anger in Poe's voice. He was worried the clown might do this... be he can't believe he actually had the nerve to do it.]

[devotingly]

No, that’s— that’s not... necessa—

[ except it might be very necessary to at least get him some sort of help. as quick as the adrenaline came it also went away, leaving waver without any energy. so he faints, his face paler than usual.

at least you practiced carrying dead weight in the trustfalls, right?! ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Waver!?

[That and the fact that Waver is light is the only reason Poe doesn't drop him. Poe... clearly has no idea what to do once he's caught Waver and is just... awkwardly holding him now. Help.]

[pathofconquest]

[The past few days have been almost as bad as anything else. But he's surprised to walk in on this disaster and see Waver amongst them. When Waver passes out, he rushes over.]

Waver!!

[He gently nudges Poe and nods.]

Leave him to me. I can't just leave him here. He needs to see the doctor.

[There's no contract between the two of them; no obligation-- it's simply something that he as Alexander has to do. He has to protect this person. Why... why is that? He's not sure why he feels so strongly about it. But there will be time to think about that later.]

[sendintheclown]

[Gogol's still fucking laughing.]

It's rude to interrupt a show before it's over, don't you know?

[There's the slightest hint of a threat in there.]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Clown.

[He is not in the mood for your shenanigans!]

Be. Quiet.

[How bad are those leg wounds by the way? Does he need to worry about Gogol bleeding to death anytime soon?]

[sendintheclown]

[He'll live, unfortunately. But they're a little nasty.]

Oh, my- what a serious tone!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Good. He'll just let him bleed for now then. As long as Waver won't die over Gogol, that is fine.]

You attacked Waver. Why?

[He already knows the answer, but he might as well hear it from the clown himself.... also can he see where Gogol has his knives on him? Because he is planning on taking those back now.]

[sendintheclown]

Why do you think, Detective?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Because of what he said at the last trial... I suppose even you have your weak points.

[He regrets giving you knives... though he supposes Gogol could have gotten one from the kitchen anyway.. so it didn't do much in the end.]

[sendintheclown]

[He claps slowly, the blood on his gloves dripping as he does.]

Very well done Detective, wonderfully astute! Yes, I wanted to teach that horrid little boy a lesson! What a first-rate super deduction!

[communitycalendar]

[Hey guys! Cecil is here because he heard the chicken screams AND Waver's screams!

Once he sees what's going on, he slaps the knife out of Waver's hands! No more stabbing!]

What are you DOING?! Kitchen knives aren't meant for this sort of thing! You're stressing it out!

[devotingly]

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!

[ well, he doesn’t mind being separated from the clown by poe, but what the fuck is cecil trying to say?! ]

DON’T YOU SEE? HE HAS ONE TOO!!

[sendintheclown]

[Very proudly holds up knife. Ta-daaaaa!]

[lovedanime]

[Mitarai is just now running into the library because unlike some people he was all the way in the computer lab when he heard that screaming. The glinting of the knife is much easier to take in than any other part of the tableau, so:]

Gogol-san, no, put that away; you could hurt someone!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

He already did.

[Just... someone please take that knife away from the clown???]

[lovedanime]

...

[Mitarai looks back and forth and - "he has one too", it makes sense now.]

Gogol-san, why this? There isn't even an incentive... Did you really think hurting Waver-san was just the only was to face your despair? That's... It's so wrong...!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

He did it because of what Waver said to him at the trial. He's terrible like that.

[Just... he's so tired right now. He can feel a headache coming on as he considers the precautions they'll have to take to keep the clown contained after this.]