[ He takes that hairpin with one hand as the other quickly youtubes something. "How to pick a padlock" brings some good quality videos, so he takes a moment to watch it in full. It's simple by instruction, but complicated in execution.
At least Akira's fingers are meticulous and nimble from building models, so he does work on the lock. It takes him longer than the video he watched (the longest attempt), but the lock does click open? ]
[The longer it takes, the more antsy Goro gets; he keeps an eye out for anyone that might report or stop them, leaning against the wall and watching Akira work every now and then. He sighs in relief when it clicks, pushing off the wall and frowning at the state of his hairpin.]
It would've been lovelier if it happened sooner. Watch for cobwebs, your hair'll be a magnet for them.
[ But, uh, here's your hairpin back. Goro may never use it for its intended purposes again, but it'll make a decent picklock for old doorknobs and the like. His thought bubble does imagine himself with an Afro made of cobwebs... is that something he wants? He's not sure.
It doesn't deter him from unraveling the chains, setting them down softly, and opening the doors to a dust bowl inside. ]
At least I have glasses for this.
[ Let's go! What kind of museum was it, anyway? He's curious. ]
[Some kind of old history thing! Think the sorts that might've had small exhibits of ancient wildlife and stuff. There's not much left to it though, pretty much everything but backdrops and props are required to be moved for preservation sake.]
I wish I'd thought to bring mine, but I hadn't planned on going anyplace that'd require them... They would've been nice to have during the presentation too.
[Alas. He's hesitant to go in, and when he does he closes the door almost the entire way so it doesn't seem too suspicious on the outside, using a part of the chain to prop it open. Goro's absolutely taking Akira's hand when he catches up to him though? Absolutely.]
[ Oh, those are pretty cool. He loves him some stuffed animals like that trophy room Goro found himself abandoned in last month. A+. There are some leftover toppled relics of some exhibits (foliage, some critters), probably too tattered/damaged to ferry out.
The dust tickles Akira's nose as he enters, stride put to a halt as he carefully itches it. ]
You do look good in glasses. [ He has seen the magazine photos. As he turns to look at Goro to make sure he's okay, he's actually startled by the sudden hold on his hand? ] Are you scared?
[ Why else would Goro even try to hold his hand in public?! Actually, is this public? Okay, in broad daylight. ]
[... It's creepy and empty and feels a little like they're being watched (his own self-induced paranoia) but! You know. This is fine. He's also not the best with the dark unless he's distracted (phone or not), and no matter how much daylight they have there will be dark points in here, he's aware of these things.]
I just don't want to split up by accident. [...] And I wanted to hold your hand again.
[Might as well. Admit to that. This place'll be good to build up his guts... Like, he already went for it, might as well cut through the shoddy excuses. This is Easy mode.]
Any normal person? But I guess that answers my question.
[ Akira is a little unsettled, but he kind of likes it. There's something about the beaten tarp and old smell that brings out the adventurer in people. Despite that, he doesn't question Goro more especially with that reason. Instead, there's a squeeze of his hand.
It's fine. ]
I don't think I'll get lost, but I don't mind this. [ The main lobby seems to be normal with its reception booth intact, piled on dust. ] There are two floors with a east and west wing...
[ And a noise from upstairs. Now Akira is getting the feeling that they're being watched? ]
[ He's guessing Goro meant the east wing for the first floor? He'll go ahead and lead them over yonder even if he wants to investigate whatever is upstairs. Soon. Very Soon. Just wait— ]
Woah.
[ There's a very manged prehistoric wild cat statue baring its fangs in front of them when they turn the corner. Let's circle around that even if it feels like its eyes are staring at them? ]
Spirits can sometimes possess objects and people, right? At least in fiction it seems to be a very popular concept.
Er, yes. If they're powerful enough, if a person is particularly sensitive, if they're welcomes in... The more usual culprits of possession are poltergeist for objects and demons for people, however it's said that given enough time... any object can essentially gain a soul itself due to the life around it.
[Which isn't. Helping him any. But fun facts! Fun facts.]
[ It all kind of makes sense! Akira knew about demons and poltergeists, but the line to differentiate the many layers of spirits is definitely beyond him. Bless his friend for having a strange pool of fun facts. They pass the wild cat statue and proceed deeper into the wing. ]
Would it be too optimistic to hope that you might know how to conduct an exorcism?
It would. However, I can certainly look up a step by step guide if needed.
[Which he hopes it won't be needed??]
Salt's usually the primary way to keep demons from possessing others, and... we are lacking it completely. Please refrain from potentially antagonizing spirits while we're here. If there's any around. Which there most likely is not.
Did you mean antagonizing the spirits any further? I'm sure tresspassing should already stress them.
[ He can see Goro is trying so hard to keep his cool, but it's definitely not working. Akira is more solid on there not being spirits in the museum... They seem to only show us in the dense forest area. He's already thinking about the forest —"the spirits there seemed more frightened then we were." ]
Also, I can't guarantee anything. My luck is usually bad.
[ At least he says all of that with the lilt of his voice? It's not even a big deal! It's just a spooky museum, abandoned... And the sun is also fucking setting what were they thinking?? ]
Do I? I didn't know that.
[ Just kidding... He knows fate hates him from that one memory about the Velvet Room. He's not quick enough to stop the thought bubble, but just one word shows up: ruin. It seems this wing is empty? There are some props for this pocket in the wall to showcase some wildlife. Most of it is dusty foliage. ]
Since the sun is still out, maybe we should take some commemorative photos.
[... Ruin..? Goro had every right to be worried about his friend earlier, he has the right to be worried now. But he'll not press it, keeping conversation light.]
Document evidence of trespassing? You'd make a poor thief, Akira. I'd catch you in an instant.
[Honestly. He flexes his fingers idly, spotting a stairwell at the end of the wing.]
Though if we were going to, taking pictures of the view outside would be a nice reminder. There's hardly a person that's been in here sense it was closed down, I imagine, so it wouldn't be easy to recognize.
[ As Goro is yammering his mouth off like he usually does, Akira just takes out his phone and holds it up high to get a good angle of them. There's the corner of some leaves, dusty tarp, and some cobwebs, but at least they look great. You know the best thing about glasses is that they mask panda circles.
No warning, he takes a couple of photos. Sorry if you come out looking funny cause you're in the middle of talking. He does consider that, which is why he took a couple rather than one. ]
[ He wants to agree and talk about the sunset, how it reminds him of the few moments he had with his family in the countryside, but... He's too busy squinting at this white blob? Is it a dust mote? That's what Goro said, right? ]
... Are you sure?
[ Because as he progresses through the several photos, it does seem to take form. It's almost humanoid in shape. ]
[... Hoped you liked feeling your hand once upon a time. Far off memory now. Goro's trying to resist the urge to run, to hide, and it manifests in some pretty bad shakes; he ends up half-curling into Akira's shoulder, blowing out.]
There's-- there's no such things as ghosts. And even there was, Robin Hood take care of them.
[Reasoning, reasoning. There's a chilly wind blowing at Akira's neck; draft or ghost?]
[ While he's enjoying the atmosphere and thrill very much, he finds himself overwhelmed with concern for his friend instead. Whatever fun he had dissipates as he loses circulation in his hand. Usually, he would press on, but the signs are not good. Hoping to console Goro, he places... Or attempts to play with his hand to keep him occupied. ]
It's getting dark. [ If they want to leave when there's still light out, they should head out now. ] Maybe we should leave and try this out another day with more people.
[ Cause Jesus Christ he felt that chill run by his neck and it makes his hair stand on end. Deep breaths, steady your heart—he really wants to venture some more, but... Yes. The weight against his shoulder tells him he should consider the team. ]
Come on. Let's go.
[ With a little nudge and tiny turn, they're heading back to the main lobby only to hear the sound of some door creak. ]
[That's a good distraction, yes, an embarrassing one but it's good. He feels guilt sweep through him ("You always ruin good times, don't you Goro. He was so excited too.") but follows, gaze downcast.]
I'm sorry--
[whatever thought he'd been about to speak is interrupted by the door creak and he pauses in his step, mind clouding with spectors and spooks, a horror movie on repeat. He actually quite likes the horror genre? But games, real life-- it's better in fiction.
Goro glances around for the source, speaking quietly. Both so his voice isn't noticeably trembly and because he doesn't want whatever it is to hear him.]
[ It's all right. They're by themselves, so embarrassing distractions are okay. He even swings their hands back and forth to make all of this seem silly. It's just an empty museum. ]
I would say front.
[ Because they can see from the lobby that it's slightly open for some reason, as if telling them to just leave. It may just be the short gust that opened it. The doors have worn down over time, after all. It's really... Nothing to worry about. Even if there's another shrill creak from upstairs—IT'S FINE. Out the door they go! How nice, Recolle is on the verge of dusk. ]
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[ He takes that hairpin with one hand as the other quickly youtubes something. "How to pick a padlock" brings some good quality videos, so he takes a moment to watch it in full. It's simple by instruction, but complicated in execution.
At least Akira's fingers are meticulous and nimble from building models, so he does work on the lock. It takes him longer than the video he watched (the longest attempt), but the lock does click open? ]
What a beautiful sound.
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It would've been lovelier if it happened sooner. Watch for cobwebs, your hair'll be a magnet for them.
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[ But, uh, here's your hairpin back. Goro may never use it for its intended purposes again, but it'll make a decent picklock for old doorknobs and the like. His thought bubble does imagine himself with an Afro made of cobwebs... is that something he wants? He's not sure.
It doesn't deter him from unraveling the chains, setting them down softly, and opening the doors to a dust bowl inside. ]
At least I have glasses for this.
[ Let's go! What kind of museum was it, anyway? He's curious. ]
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I wish I'd thought to bring mine, but I hadn't planned on going anyplace that'd require them... They would've been nice to have during the presentation too.
[Alas. He's hesitant to go in, and when he does he closes the door almost the entire way so it doesn't seem too suspicious on the outside, using a part of the chain to prop it open. Goro's absolutely taking Akira's hand when he catches up to him though? Absolutely.]
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The dust tickles Akira's nose as he enters, stride put to a halt as he carefully itches it. ]
You do look good in glasses. [ He has seen the magazine photos. As he turns to look at Goro to make sure he's okay, he's actually startled by the sudden hold on his hand? ] Are you scared?
[ Why else would Goro even try to hold his hand in public?! Actually, is this public? Okay, in broad daylight. ]
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[... It's creepy and empty and feels a little like they're being watched (his own self-induced paranoia) but! You know. This is fine. He's also not the best with the dark unless he's distracted (phone or not), and no matter how much daylight they have there will be dark points in here, he's aware of these things.]
I just don't want to split up by accident. [...] And I wanted to hold your hand again.
[Might as well. Admit to that. This place'll be good to build up his guts... Like, he already went for it, might as well cut through the shoddy excuses. This is Easy mode.]
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[ Akira is a little unsettled, but he kind of likes it. There's something about the beaten tarp and old smell that brings out the adventurer in people. Despite that, he doesn't question Goro more especially with that reason. Instead, there's a squeeze of his hand.
It's fine. ]
I don't think I'll get lost, but I don't mind this. [ The main lobby seems to be normal with its reception booth intact, piled on dust. ] There are two floors with a east and west wing...
[ And a noise from upstairs. Now Akira is getting the feeling that they're being watched? ]
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that was a noise. Goro's grip tightens, glancing up, then blows out sharply. An animal, maybe? Most likely...]
East first. We'll just work our way around.
[let's. let's go.]
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Woah.
[ There's a very manged prehistoric wild cat statue baring its fangs in front of them when they turn the corner. Let's circle around that even if it feels like its eyes are staring at them? ]
Spirits can sometimes possess objects and people, right? At least in fiction it seems to be a very popular concept.
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Er, yes. If they're powerful enough, if a person is particularly sensitive, if they're welcomes in... The more usual culprits of possession are poltergeist for objects and demons for people, however it's said that given enough time... any object can essentially gain a soul itself due to the life around it.
[Which isn't. Helping him any. But fun facts! Fun facts.]
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[ It all kind of makes sense! Akira knew about demons and poltergeists, but the line to differentiate the many layers of spirits is definitely beyond him. Bless his friend for having a strange pool of fun facts. They pass the wild cat statue and proceed deeper into the wing. ]
Would it be too optimistic to hope that you might know how to conduct an exorcism?
[ Just... In case? ]
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[Which he hopes it won't be needed??]
Salt's usually the primary way to keep demons from possessing others, and... we are lacking it completely. Please refrain from potentially antagonizing spirits while we're here. If there's any around. Which there most likely is not.
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[ He can see Goro is trying so hard to keep his cool, but it's definitely not working. Akira is more solid on there not being spirits in the museum... They seem to only show us in the dense forest area. He's already thinking about the forest —"the spirits there seemed more frightened then we were." ]
Also, I can't guarantee anything. My luck is usually bad.
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You say that, but you weren't the one trapped with an unwanted admirer. You just tempt fate too often.
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Do I? I didn't know that.
[ Just kidding... He knows fate hates him from that one memory about the Velvet Room. He's not quick enough to stop the thought bubble, but just one word shows up: ruin. It seems this wing is empty? There are some props for this pocket in the wall to showcase some wildlife. Most of it is dusty foliage. ]
Since the sun is still out, maybe we should take some commemorative photos.
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Document evidence of trespassing? You'd make a poor thief, Akira. I'd catch you in an instant.
[Honestly. He flexes his fingers idly, spotting a stairwell at the end of the wing.]
Though if we were going to, taking pictures of the view outside would be a nice reminder. There's hardly a person that's been in here sense it was closed down, I imagine, so it wouldn't be easy to recognize.
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No warning, he takes a couple of photos. Sorry if you come out looking funny cause you're in the middle of talking. He does consider that, which is why he took a couple rather than one. ]
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Akira. Please listen to me for once.
[... no see the infuriating thing is that he's highly photogenic so even the "weird" ones look really good.]
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[ Why are you being so rude? Akira is confused by how good Goro looks in all of these. Question marks everywhere, but that's okay. ]
I read that there's a small balcony where you might spot some spirits below. Maybe we can take a picture of the view from there? Capturing the sunset—
[ But Akira squints because... There's this white blob kind of behind them in the photo. Hm. ]
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[... But Akira's preoccupied with something on his phone? Goro peers over too, stiffening instantly, grip tight.]
... Dust mote, [but it's a whisper, like there's something there anyway.] It's just a dust mote or something like that. A large one.
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... Are you sure?
[ Because as he progresses through the several photos, it does seem to take form. It's almost humanoid in shape. ]
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There's-- there's no such things as ghosts. And even there was, Robin Hood take care of them.
[Reasoning, reasoning. There's a chilly wind blowing at Akira's neck; draft or ghost?]
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It's getting dark. [ If they want to leave when there's still light out, they should head out now. ] Maybe we should leave and try this out another day with more people.
[ Cause Jesus Christ he felt that chill run by his neck and it makes his hair stand on end. Deep breaths, steady your heart—he really wants to venture some more, but... Yes. The weight against his shoulder tells him he should consider the team. ]
Come on. Let's go.
[ With a little nudge and tiny turn, they're heading back to the main lobby only to hear the sound of some door creak. ]
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I'm sorry--
[whatever thought he'd been about to speak is interrupted by the door creak and he pauses in his step, mind clouding with spectors and spooks, a horror movie on repeat. He actually quite likes the horror genre? But games, real life-- it's better in fiction.
Goro glances around for the source, speaking quietly. Both so his voice isn't noticeably trembly and because he doesn't want whatever it is to hear him.]
... Which door do you think that was?
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I would say front.
[ Because they can see from the lobby that it's slightly open for some reason, as if telling them to just leave. It may just be the short gust that opened it. The doors have worn down over time, after all. It's really... Nothing to worry about. Even if there's another shrill creak from upstairs—IT'S FINE. Out the door they go! How nice, Recolle is on the verge of dusk. ]
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