Ok so this is mostly just for personal use because I have the compulsion to stay ridiculously organized but if y'all wanna use it too to look for certain posts that's also why is here
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wylan at 23 learning how after 7 years all your cells are officially regenerated. him realizing he now lives with a body his father never touched. him telling inej about it. inej quitely weeping that night because even if the memories are still there this body is entirely hers. idk if it makes sense and it is very badly worded but i'm at work and it's driving me insane.
yes this is exactly what I'm talking about. when the all the lil sounds are attacking you as opposed to just one big sound hitting you in the face @insomniacmothman
So in the Afterword Kurihara heavily implies that the body found in chapter 1 is actually Keita's body and that he's been dead since July
So ofc I had to go back through and make a timeline of events and sure enough the disappearance of Ayano's husband lines up with the time that the neighbor said they all moved out of the Toyko house
but while events prior to the beginning of the Authors story (i.e. events prior to September 2019) are fairly believable I actually struggled to piece together a timeline for the events the Author is present for
let me explain
so the story begins in September and the body is found outside the Tokyo house on September 8th
and making the assumption that this takes place the morning after Yanaoka asks the Author to inspect the Tokyo house floor plan
that would mean that the Author's place in the story starts September 7th.
After reading the article about the Tokyo the Author says "Even a week later, I couldn't forget the house."
Putting the date at around Sept. 15 when his editor suggests writing the article
assuming 2-3 to write the article it's published Sept 17-18?
then the first email from Yuzuki is received stating "I saw the the article you published the other day."
the phrase "the other day" can mean anything from 2 days to 2 weeks but Yuzuki says that she basically knew immediately after she read the article that it was abt the Tokyo house so I doubt she's gonna wait two weeks so I guessed that it was only 2-3days after the article published
so this email is probably sent somewhere between Sept. 19-21
and that's where things get real clunky
He meets with Yuzuki "the next Saturday" which would either be the 21 or 28th of September depending on which day he actually got the email between the 19th and 21st
this is when the Saitama House floor plan is introduced
after the meeting he goes home and calls Kurihara again, sends him the new blueprints, etc.
"I was awaken the next morning by the telephone ringing. it was Kurihara."
ok now it's the 22nd or 29th, (aka a Sunday keep that in mind)
but
now it's OCTOBER?!?!?
but even considering the article/email time line I created is wrong and he met with Yuzuki on October 5 or October 12
which would then put his meeting with Kurihara about the Saitama House on the 6th or 13th (and still on a Sunday)
he gets home, writes an email to Yuzuki and decides he's going to visit the Tokyo house in the morning
Monday the 7th or 14th
and then his day goes something like this
11a.m. - Meets with Kurihara at his flat
- Kurihara reveals Yuzuki isn't married to Kyoichi Miyae's wife
2:45p.m. -arrives at coffee shop for 2nd face to face with Yuzuki
- Yuzuki admits she's part of the Katabuchi family
- the Author calls Kurihara and they agree to meet up
- the 3 of the discuss the Katabuchi house at a rental office
6 p.m. - meeting adjorned they all return home
8p.m. -Yuzuki calls and asks for escort to Yoshie's flat the next night (a fucking Tuesday btw)
but
how can tomorrow be Monday if today is fricking Monday???!
assuming for Translation error
it's Tuesday October 8th or perhaps 15th or even the 22nd if my timeline is that far off
5p.m. - meet up with Yuzuki
5:30p.m. - pair arrives in Saitama
5:35-5:40p.m. (assuming a 5-10 min walk) - pair arrives Yoshie's flat
Yoshie shows them the Keita letter. Shows them the Left Hand ritual documents but then, but then
this shit
it's NOT the 25th you know why?!?!?
because October 25th is a fucking FRIDAY
and we allllll know it's flipping TUESDAY
there is NO WAY ITS NOT A TUESDAY SO WHAT THE HELL IS EVEN HAPPENING RIGHT NOW
....
anyway other then those discrepancies I thought the book was pretty intriguing, I like be invited to analyze the clues 😄
Just imagining Kaz taking the Grishaverse version of speed because he needs to be aware for nighttime plots but literally no one notices because he's awake all the time anyway
Jesper: hey Kaz, kiss, marry, kill? me, Nina, Inej
Nina: you can't be serious
Jesper: of course I'm serious
Kaz:..
Inej:..
Nina:...
Jesper:...wait...why aren't you answering?
Inej: *exchange glances with Nina*
Kaz:...
Kaz: I think you know why
Bonus:
Wylan: I bet I know why
Matthias: I bet you do
Jesper: hey Kaz, kiss, marry, kill? me, Nina, Inej
Nina: you can't be serious
Jesper: of course I'm serious
Kaz:..
Inej:..
Nina:...
Jesper:...wait...why aren't you answering?
Inej: *exchange glances with Nina*
Kaz:...
Kaz: I think you know why
Bonus:
Wylan: I bet I know why
Matthias: I bet you do
He holds the bottle by its neck, dangerously between two fingers. He swings it, just enough for the force of its weight to teeter back and forth.
A game of whether or not he can keep the balance. Made harder by the fact that his head is full of whiskey, the second bottle on his desk, tilted to one side, probably destroying a week's worth of reports.
He blinks slow and cat-like at the realization that vital information could be soaking up brown alcohol like a napkin not ten feet beneath him. The situation won't be funny when his liquor induced daze fades, but for now he laughs.
Or attempts to.
It comes out a broken rasp, like a rusted hinge on an old shed door.
Kaz brings the bottle to eye level, trying to gauge the amount left by holding it to light from below.
There's a quarter left, maybe. That's three quarters he doesn't remember drinking. Then again, he could have easily spilled that much tripping up the steps.
The whiskey burns going down. He's never been a drinker, but things change.
He keeps drinking for the aftertaste. Bitter as it is, there's something familiar about it. Like it's linked to some memory that he's forgotten.
He thinks of setting it down and going to bed, it's late and exhaustion is heavy in his bones. It doesn't matter though, sleep remains elusive even when it feels like his blood has been replaced by the alcohol.
He thinks of heading back down, throwing the bottle across his room, watching it shatter into a million shards, just because it would probably be the smarter option, just because he wants to hear the crash. He could use a little chaos. A little recklessness. Something a little wild to pull his thoughts out from that shadowy space in the back of his mind.
Maybe he should make his way to the club, pick a fight with an unsuspecting customer who's too stupid to realize that he's looking for blood. His fingers twitch at the thought and he almost smiles.
Maybe the rumors are true and he really is mad, it would explain why the idea of violence is almost soothing.
He wonders if the alcohol is burning a path down his throat, he can almost picture it in his head, a bright, burnt red against the soft pink. A miniature canyon carving its way to his stomach.
Another peal of that half crazed laughter slips free. He must be really freaking wasted.
He reaches out, setting the bottle down, forgetting about the angle, and watches with absolute fascination as it tumbles its way over the slight slope of the roof and over the edge. Something like elation boils up in his chest, he strains for the smash, nearly hoping for an accompanying shout.
How funny would it be if someone was walking by a that exact moment?
The crush of glass comes as a relief, as slight as it is, maybe he should go get that extra bottle.
Kaz shifts his weight knowing immediately its a mistake, the gaslight blurs into cool yellow smears on the streets below. He leans back into the roof tiles.
He really should not be up here. He's no spider. He's not-
What was the one gif I saw where Wesper having sex was equivalent to something from the Disney channel, but Kanej just touching each other briefly during that hallucination of Inej's in Shadow and Bone was equivalent to watching something from Pornhub?
