[... 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. ]
[Awesome. Wonderful. Goro's letting go of Akira's hand to fit the chains back around the handles of the door, lock this evil away.]
... Well. That was exciting. I'm certain it was some kind of wild animal, though... All I could think about were those humanoid monsters that could climb the walls.
[ At least that's what he's comparing it to, though he does remember several exorcist movies where the possessed can scale the walls. There's also Arachno-Man, but he's entirely different. ]
It is likely an animal as you said. This place would be a fine nest for several critters.
[ But how would they get in? Mice are definitely not heavy or loud enough to prompt creaks and opening doors. The reasoning marquees pretty quickly in Akira's thought bubble, but a loud noise deep within the building pops it completely. ]
Yeah... I don't think I would be happy about someone breaking into my home.
[ Forest! Forest. They're traversing the great and beautifully illuminated sunset kissed city to find their rightful place for a late night picnic. They really ran late and it finally hits Akira when they find a nice that's still close to civilization with open space.
They were supposed to watch it?? There's at least some light out so he can splay the little quilt. ]
The dumplings are probably cold by now, but I also packed some sandwiches. At least the miso soup should be all right? Since it's in a thermos.
[ Watch him just take out a fuckton of shit out of his bag. There's also the obvious dessert container with the sweets Goro asked for. ]
[... Holy shit, that's a lot. Goro's flattered? And-- there, his sweets, he is resisting the urge to immediately grab them and instead sneakily scooting closer to take them instead. The lack of their sunset doesn't seem to bother him.]
You made so much... I'm sure it's fine, Akira, I simply can't wait to try it. Did you cook away your nervousness or something?
[HE'S ONLY JOKING, OF COURSE, but that'd be cute. His bubble's got hearts again. Food..!]
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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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... Well. That was exciting. I'm certain it was some kind of wild animal, though... All I could think about were those humanoid monsters that could climb the walls.
[God, they were gross.]
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[ At least that's what he's comparing it to, though he does remember several exorcist movies where the possessed can scale the walls. There's also Arachno-Man, but he's entirely different. ]
It is likely an animal as you said. This place would be a fine nest for several critters.
[ But how would they get in? Mice are definitely not heavy or loud enough to prompt creaks and opening doors. The reasoning marquees pretty quickly in Akira's thought bubble, but a loud noise deep within the building pops it completely. ]
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It seems there's a definite reasoning behind those ghost tours only being on the outside... whatever lives inside wouldn't like visitors.
[Whether it be a fucking bear or whatever.]
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[ Forest! Forest. They're traversing the great and beautifully illuminated sunset kissed city to find their rightful place for a late night picnic. They really ran late and it finally hits Akira when they find a nice that's still close to civilization with open space.
They were supposed to watch it?? There's at least some light out so he can splay the little quilt. ]
The dumplings are probably cold by now, but I also packed some sandwiches. At least the miso soup should be all right? Since it's in a thermos.
[ Watch him just take out a fuckton of shit out of his bag. There's also the obvious dessert container with the sweets Goro asked for. ]
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You made so much... I'm sure it's fine, Akira, I simply can't wait to try it. Did you cook away your nervousness or something?
[HE'S ONLY JOKING, OF COURSE, but that'd be cute. His bubble's got hearts again. Food..!]
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