☾月亮 ☆

xue luó ∗ shsl astronomer status: alive affiated with operation: nexus

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 輦道二 ☽ [sousuke & caadia]

[eguchi-resort-blog]

Dirty work needs to be done by someone, he supposed. If the poor guy really did croak from poison, there might as well be some evidence in the supposed entrance point. Over time, he simply began to care less and less. His hair was scruffy and unbrushed, even curlier than usual against those beastial affinities. The dodgeball game’s aftermath shook his core to the point he’d simply like to forget everything about it. But it felt nice to be natural. He never thought that he had been pushing himself to always be so chipper. But it was true. He had a lot on his mind all the time.

When Xue pulls his hand away, all he gives is a short look of confusion before shrugging it off. Her eccentricities were no longer a point for his ridicule. Surprisingly, the innkeeper had grown slightly fond of her odd tendencies. He didn’t understand all of them, nor did he exactly want to. But a few moments alone revealed a lot about himself.

“Ya really gotta start talkin’ in a way I can understand you if you’re gonna go on those lil’ rants of yours.”

He shakes his head gently, shrugging as Xue takes him along for an escapade. Apparently their search now expanded past fondling the body. He was pretty glad for that fact. Loic’s room? Sousuke had no room to agree, the tall boy practically being ushered along by his purple haired companion. Like anyone could get a good night’s sleep in this place anymore. Everything smelled like sadness and leftover corpses. 

Wait, find something?

“Please, god, tell me you lended him something before he croaked. I’d even accept you mackin’ on him or somethin’. Or. Do you know something about this? God, I’m like your older brother or something.”

Sousuke sighed under his breath, beginning to ransack through Loic’s room with his new found animal speed to find whatever strawberry pink object Xue was detailing.

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Everything was fine.

Feeling drained, Caadia allowed herself to be pulled and dragged by the others, showing absolutely no resistance. Admittedly…she was hoping to investigate with a certain someone, but it was near impossible to disagree with Xue…kinda. Sorta. Okay, not really. It was really easy to disagree with Xue, but Caadia simply had no drive to even make an attempt. 

She remained silent the whole time, but watched closely. Her eyes weren’t darting around the room like every other investigation thus far, but rather they were fixated on the pair who were clearly working. Her nerves were still on high, however, as she was sweating and biting her lip. Even after two bodies…she couldn’t handle the fact that people were still dying– how was someone supposed to get used to it?

( “It seems subject 266 Toubei Kobayashi is also a victim.” )

…Everything was fine.

As they made their way to the room of the victim ( One of them ), she heard the announcement loud and clear, and she almost felt as if she had been struck by lightning at that moment. A victim…? That meant…he was dead, right…? No, that couldn’t be true. It wasn’t true. He…he…

( “I was kind of hoping I wouldn’t have to leave you so soon.” )

( “I’d make the time for you no matter what.” )

( “You’re really precious, you know that?” )

( “I just… want to spend all my time with you, if you’d let me.” )

Why was he dead? ( He lied to you. ) He couldn’t be dead– why would anyone kill him? He was so nice…surely no one had a reason to kill him! ( It should’ve been you instead. )

“…I…I um…I’m sorry…I’m just going to…stand by the doorway…”

And with that, she fell silent again, watching the two from the door. How…was she supposed to help in a situation like this…? She…just didn’t want to think about all of this anymore. She wanted all of this to end.

[shslcelestial-blog]

Seeing how easy it was to drag two very sleepy and sad kids to someone’s room, Xue didn’t mind being the only one really putting any hard work on this. Well.. hard work for her own ideas, not for the corpse that was found. She barely exchanged any word to Caadia, feeling sorry for her, but also not knowing what to say. Xue knew she just said whatever she wanted, and there was almost no repercussion for what she did or said. She wanted to be careful for her.. wife? Friend? Who was Caadia to her anymore, now that she didn’t like being with her anymore, it appeared. 

“Wait.” She stopped her search to glare at Sousuke. “<Lend him something? Of course not.> I wouldn’t ever let my lips touch him, he was too prissy for my liking.” She furrowed her eyebrows, how could she best explain this.

“I’m trying to find lube he has.” She wrinkled her nose at the older brother comment and went back to digging through everything she could get her hands on in the room. 

Surely, Apollo wouldn’t mind returning to a mess. Or those who cleaned corpses-- Leroy-- wait no. Leroy would never clean their mess except when it applies to murder. Nevermind. 

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 輦道二 ☽ [sousuke & caadia]

[eguchi-resort-blog]

There’s a palpable distaste and bitterness chilling the innkeeper’s bones. Upon those feral ears listening that he was not human- but a monster simply guised and raised as one shifted his demeanor. It seemed the preppy and upbeat ‘service with a smile’ slowly faded into the background. Somethings simply had an ache that no amount of time ticking by on a clock could ever hope to mend. A heavy load on his back. Crushing his bones, shattering his ankles, unable to keep walking forward.

So he stands.

All he can do is stand, rigid and in place, neutral and unbiased. To try and ignore all the thoughts and feelings in place. The room he and Kerry shared- or at least his portion had been thrashed to the point of being almost unrecognizable over surfaced gnarled by new found fangs and new found strength. Standing as a statue, watching things go by while silent in reflection. There’s nothing to a stone obelisk but his own thoughts.

Even though he worries.

Even though he notices. 

These feelings are artificial- drafted by the medicine which transformed the feral beast he is into a human. A beast left alone- standing under the rain, working until his feet hurt trying to stay alive. In reality, not much separated Sousuke Eguchi from a feral monster. By now, he may as well begin to lose whatever humanity he has left.

A familiar wetness comes across him. Ah, she must be around again. His eyes stare at the floating corpse. Out of all people, it was Loic to fall prey and perish. Funny. He almost thought it was certain someone would be out for Squid’s blood thanks to the last murder debacle. Yet it still chills him. Loic, no matter how pretentious and conceited still was no fool. Someone had stepped up their game high nowadays.

Previously disgusted at bodies, now more disgusted at his own being, Eguchi peers at the corpse and goes to check the blood on his head and open his mouth to check for any foreign substances. Filthy, defiling a body like that.

“Dead as a doorknob, Miss Xue. No need to do that.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

Xue closes a hand over her mouth, more in utter disgust than in surprise this time when Sousuke opens Loic’s mouth. She immediately goes to grab at his other arm, making sure his hands are no longer touching the corpse’s mouth. She bursts in full mandarin, talking at a much faster pace than usual. “<No, no, you are not touching that. Loic is dead, of course, no need to pry into his disgusting mouth and search for things! No need to shake him either, touching corpses are bad, bad bad bad and we have to move on. Right now.>”

She tugs him away from the corpse, as much as she can with her weak arms and current wet state. She continued dragging him away as much as she could before realizing she was probably, raining on him and let go. “<We do not touch the corpses, yes? Then, the heads will fall and you will regret everything you ever did as a teenager. As a monstrous teenager.>” She continues rambling on in another language, and stops as if something occurs to her. 

“We have to go.” Then, she takes his hand as she drags him back to where the rooms are, peeking into every room until she finds the room she’s looking for. “His room.” She points in, she’s never really been to Loic’s or Apollo’s room, well, she guesses it’s Apollo’s room now. She doesn’t care for her rain cloud seeping into the room as she goes to what assumes is Loic’s side and starts digging around for something. 

“I need to find something. Help me search too. Should be pink. Strawberry.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 輦道二 ☽ [sousuke & caadia]

Her feet aren’t grounded this time as she makes her way through the halls of the facility. Her feet are in fact, very slippery due to the rain cloud hovering over her head still as she went to the destination Leroy had stated over the speakers at three in the morning. She had barely gotten any rest the night before-- hell night wasn’t even over yet before she was woken up by the sound of Leroy’s voice. She didn’t bother to get dressed, simply going out with her silk night gown and her rain proof blanket wrapped around her body. She didn’t bother to even grab any shoes, so she was walking barefoot through the halls as the rain was at a small drizzle stage.

Leroy hadn’t lied to them ever, well, only sometimes, but never on the topic of corpses. He seemed rather eager at times, to announce one of the residents at the facility dead-- or he didn’t seem to care. This was his job after all, to take care of a bunch of rotten kids, or monsters, or kids turning into monsters. Xue didn’t know anymore, she was getting very tired of how Leroy handled his job. She liked Ellen much more, despite her strict nature and she didn’t also seem to care about their situation. 

She stepped into the area, pouring rain where she went as she saw the others around Loic’s corpse.

Xue paused for a second, a smile stretching across her lips. The smile looked nervous, at most. “..<He’s dead?>” Xue had to admit, she mostly made fun of Loic, but she.. she didn’t know how to feel anymore. Bad? She mostly felt most of the victims in cases are idiots-- they should have learned, all of them. Loic, on the other hand, always looked like he knew what he was doing.

What did any of them learn from this? 

Xue backed away from the scene, her smile fading as she turned. She bumped right into someone and was knocked back a step. “<Fuck! Goddammit, watch your-->” Upon seeing who it was, she stopped cursing in a foreign language and looked up and down at the person. 

“Hi.” She blinked, looking back at the body. “Leroy did not lie to us this time, he is dead, I think. I am not sure, I can shake him to see if he will awaken.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 天牢一 ☽ [matthias]

[ultimatebloodsport]

The chuckle that escapes from his mouth is not at all good-natured but it’s hardly an evil cocky one, either. It’s more of a dry and bitter one, the only sort of laugh he feels he can manage these days. He shakes his head at her reply, returning his attention to the pond’s surface.

“Might be a monster but I ain’t a ‘wish death upon all’ monster. Not yet anyway, I guess. I’d be careful ‘bout wandering ‘round in a daze on your lonesome though. No one’s safe, y’see.”

With the speed Leroy’s fucking things up perhaps it won’t take long for things to get to that stage. He already knew he had a bad temper and too much power. A little less control… and a little less mental fortitude… and what could he do to people? What would he do? He doesn’t want to think about it. But in the back of the mind it bobs there like a buoy, a possible future.

When she mentions he brings ‘warmth’ he can’t even muster the chuckle this time. His eyes just look into the water, as if he’s hoping to see something. A glimmer of hope, maybe. Or this ‘warmth’ that apparently Xue says he has. What warmth? If he really had that, then Marta wouldn’t have died. She would’ve known he cared and that she wasn’t alone. If he was warm, then his father would not have looked at him like… what, a monster? Ha, yeah. He supposes that isn’t a metaphor anymore. But if he really was warm… then he wouldn’t have these conflicts even within himself. This burning bitterness he held for so many of them. For Squids, for Loic, for Mayumi. For those who abandoned Marta and would no doubt abandon him should he step out of line. For a dancer that doesn’t dance is ugly and a disgrace to these people - to succumb to weakness, to be afraid, it makes them look at you differently. The murderers, for their moment of weakness, get the guilt of murder and on top of all that, they get a gruesome execution of their own. And then… after all that… they know nobody will remember them kindly.

How could Xue call him warm while he held thoughts like that? After what he did to her? He was ashamed of that, of the lack of control. But there was no fixing that bridge. Even if it was possible… he just didn’t have the strength for it. Not anymore.

“Maybe it’s best. I dunno. Nice words ain’t gonna change the hurtin’. You know that.”

He isn’t actually sure she does. The best way for him to communicate to Xue right now however is to think of her as an everyday person. No one specific. To forget the drama, the good times and bad alike.

“Besides, you got the wrong guy. I can’t help anybody, y’know? Even if I wanted to. Warmth… I don’t have that. Can’t be gentle like I should be. Besides, told everyone to burn before. Don’t think anyone’d wanna hear from me.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

She’s surprised by the chuckle from the dead man, but the shock is seen by the distant sound of thunder rumbling from her rain cloud. She’s glad to see him turn back to the pond, she only tilts her head when she hears him speak back. She thought the conversation would be awkward, seeing how their previous interactions weren’t this peaceful. It may be for the fact Xue was spacing out more than ever. 

“Yet? Do you wish for all of us to die someday, Mister Wolf?” She pauses for a moment, mostly ignoring that she ever heard the monster part. “I do not mind really, if you recall from our previous conversation, I do not wish to die.” She blinks for a moment and the rain clouds seem to settle. “I kind of do have that feeling now, of death. It is weird. But I am strong enough, nobody will mess with Xue.”

Despite her own weird sentences coming from her mouth, she still remains in a dazed state. 

Xue stands around for a few seconds, looking aimlessly over at the room, making sure her eyes to never stay in the same spot for too long. Especially when she looks at the back of his head. It’s odd, seeing him this way. It was like that too, when she saw him punching the tree. She.. felt like Matthias was better than her in every way. Well, everyone probably was. She was just some Caged Princess that can’t feel any sort of sympathy for anyone. Unlike Matthias, who was always ahead of her, always moving on, always mourning the dead. She didn’t care much for the dead. 

But, seeing him now like this, he seemed to be stuck in one place. She was always stuck in one place, but now it looked like the only direction she was going to was back. Back to the start. She focuses again when she hears his voice and grips onto the doorway as she slowly starts to float up to the ceiling “..Do I know that? My.. supposed father always taught me nice words didn’t always work, and sometimes things are forgiven. But I do not know him as my father anymore, do I trust him? I do know this, nice words cannot heal the strangle marks left on my neck, Mister Wolf.” 

She kept her choker off for a reason. A reminder. She finds herself hitting the ground again as gravity works once more for her and she lands directly on her butt.

“Ow..” She looks back up at Matthias and remains on the ground.

“The wrong guy? Do I not have the Matthias Wolfram I was speaking to since day one? The gentle giant, I thought. I am sure you did not mean it entirely to everyone, yes? I told you to burn, but I meant it. I still do. But we do not focus on that now, you have this warmth. Nice words cannot heal me, but they can heal others. Xue knows this.” 

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 天牢一 ☽ [matthias]

[ultimatebloodsport]

The sound of rain probably alarmed him more than her appearance did. And like that, the person who entered could only be Xue. He hasn’t been in a good enough mood to see her for a while now but it seemed like fate was cruel and would keep these meetings happening. First with that ridiculous game and now here… was she seeking him out on purpose? No, that was impossible. Given her throat slitting gesture he had no doubt she hated him. That made sense. He wasn’t quite sure if he hated her right now. She was certainly annoying and he was angry at her but when she dropped from the sky like that… he caught her without even thinking. Would you do that for someone you hated? Maybe you would. Maybe it was just the right thing to do and he was simply unsure to being in that position.

He’d been playing around vaguely with the pond’s surface before he looks her in her dead eyes. Huh, this is familiar. She looks as wrecked as he was. Maybe still is. But he’s not really in a good enough place to play the comforting big brother. Not right now. After what she pulled, said about Marta, maybe not ever.

“Shouldn’t be out here on your lonesome, lil star. Where’s Sousuke?”

His tone is fairly deadpan, to the point. He does have some concerns, some worry for her but it’s not coming through. That’s good. He has no intention of patching things up just like that. And honestly, he is quite curious about this. Where /is/ Sousuke? He should be keeping an eye on her. It’s clear she’s completely out of it.

[shslcelestial-blog]

Her eyes remained completely fixated on the image of the moon, she almost seemed entranced by it, but eventually, her eyes wander to the reflection of the moon on the pond. She saw a slight ripple, which she assumed was due to the rain cloud entering and filling the ceiling of the room, but once she heard a voice, she realized she walked into a room with someone in it.

Someone who probably hated her so much they wanted to kill her.

It took her a while to turn her gaze to Matthias, as he spoke to her, as he called her something she hasn’t heard since the previous trial. She could only remember the brief memories, her name being yelled out, him calling her spoiled and being shaken around like a rag doll. Then, she recalled something from earlier in the gym. 

Her memories from after Leroy’s announcement were blurry, but she recalls seeing everyone underneath her, and then, she fell. Straight into Matthias’s arms. She remembers her hands grabbing for something, in case she floated to the top again.

She pauses for a while, blinking with almost a curious look to her. “..You are curious about me, Mister Wolf?” Her voice sounded almost hushed, a whisper. “Mister Eguchi dropped me off at my residence, and I went out again.” Xue blinks, looking around her.

“..And what about you, Mister Wolf? Surely, people are upset over this ordeal. It is best to comfort them, you provide warmth.” Not like she was over what happened, she was just stating facts. She remembered, back before Marta had died, the light in his eyes, the warmth from his smile. There were more people out there, that deserved more comfort than her. Not from Matthias. 

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 天牢一 ☽ [matthias]

Xue was always a strange girl. She was always saying odd things to others, but she always seemed in tune and mostly-- paying attention. She never found herself to be a spacey person, and overall, she had a very active attitude towards things. Yet, when the news of adoption was delivered harshly over a set of speakers, she wondered-- who was she really, then?

Her father made her into the person she was, a strange girl, and with that, who was she anymore? She was a monster, the people and things her father warned her about.

The reason she never could leave the house. Because of the monsters.

They were so dangerous, they were vicious, they were.. 

She was a monster.

Obviously not taking the news well, Xue proceeded to wander after Sousuke had dropped her off at her room. She thought, sitting in the bathtub with a look of absolute bewilderment was maybe not doing her any good and got up to look for something. Anything to keep her mind off of being adopted. 

Who was her real mother and father, she had asked herself. She stepped in the third area, completely dazed. There was a padded room, where she could scream out and yell, maybe that would help her than lazying around. Xue turned into a room, her eyes flickering over the moon that was projected. “..This.. isn’t..” Her voice trailed off as her eyes remained fixated on the moon, the rain cloud above her just poured on the poor girl who was in her rain proof attire, but her hood remained down. She looked completely soaked to the bone, as the rain cloud poured into the room and a light shower covered the room. 

[balanceofprobabilities-blog]

world on fire  ;; [open]

[balanceofprobabilities-blog]

Just what he needed to brighten his day. A dose of fucking rain. And the star girl to boot. He felt a couple of his brain cells just up and give up on the world as a deep sense of pure unbridled rage washed over him. Or maybe that was just the raindrops. He couldn’t really tell, because either way he was burning and his fingers twitched as he watched Xue approach him. Not now. Please not now. Anything but this. He slowly tilted his head up to face the ceiling, as if asking God, if you’re really out there, please give me a fucking break.

“…Hello, Mme. Luo.”

With a deep sigh, his gaze dropped back down to Xue as she talked. He did his best to ignore everything she was saying, really. His eyelids closed, and he tried his best to focus on his breathing instead. The sensation of things constantly wiggling around in his hair was really fucking ticking him off. He looked like he might’ve even been vibrating very gently, just so full of angry energy that he couldn’t keep himself still. 

Before he could speak again, he had to take a deep breath to steady himself. His fingers shook, slightly numb to him. His head felt hot and he really just wanted to scream at the moment. He couldn’t, though. That wasn’t professional. Instead, he stayed eerily quiet for a long moment, eyes once again closing and opening.

“Yes, aren’t I pleased. I think I’m just fine. Not tired at all. The only tired I am is tired of all of this… this…. Augh. No, never mind. Do not speak to me like that. I’m having none of this I am not in the mood to deal with bullshit right now, Mme. Luo.”

There was a rage in his eyes that was only dulled from how bloodshot red they were. Or maybe that made it more intense. 

“I am not feeling well at all and I would appreciate it if you took that into consideration before making my day worse.”

His voice was less careful than usual, an uncharacteristic roughness grazed his syllables. He was tired. He was angry. And he was not ready to deal with Xue of all people.

[shslcelestial-blog]

She completely ignored his hello to her, whether or not if she did that on purpose or not is a mystery. Xue is a goddamn mystery herself. As she waited for him to talk, he watched his reactions to her rambling on and on and-- 

“Pfft--” Was she laughing. She put a hand over her mouth and snickered a little. “They wiggle.” She looked up and pointed at his new hairstyle and burst into laughter. She tried to keep it contained as much as she could, but she was busy watching the snakes in his hair wiggle. Even himself, he seemed to be vibrating gently. 

Xue cleared her throat when he seemed to be finally ready to reply to her hurtle of odd questions and the entire time he was speaking, she was shaking due to her containing her laughter. She was totally focusing on his snakes instead of him, but of course she paid attention to what he was saying.

Totally.

“Oh! Right, you are just fine! Doing dandy! You are tired of this too, yes? Ahahaaha! What bullshit?” She blinked innocently, like she didn’t process ANY of that. Nice. 

She just grinned in response to his look at her-- a familiar look she got earlier, and maybe she could reel it in a little to avoid--

They wiggled again. 

“Can I touch them? Please? Pretty, pretty, pretty pleaaaase? Come on, uh.. Mister...” She squints, she was too used to calling him weird names. “Mister  Lévesque! Pleaaaase! <Please, please, please??> With a cherry on the very top?”

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 閣道四 ☽ [open]

Perhaps there is a way to stop the cloud from spreading all around the facility. Just because Xue was getting all moist, doesn’t mean everyone else had to as well! She recalled there being environmental rooms, she almost got killed in one of those rooms earlier! She skipped around, ignoring the forming puddles due to her rain and peeked into several rooms. Several were no good for the poor girl and she simply shook her head, moving on. 

Xue was about to move past the padded room until something caught her eye. The room had a drain, and maybe if she just kept herself in this room, the rain cloud would stop spreading across the area. She almost stepped in, until one of the lights that hovered around her crossed her path and she almost ran into it. “<Fuck!> Move!” She grumbled as it just hovered out of the way and she stepped in, taking in the padded room. 

She stepped over the drain in the middle, watching as the water from her rain cloud dripped into the drain. She grinned as she looked around her, seeing the rain cloud seep into the room as she walked in and all of the sudden--

She was floating, rising in the air, closer to the clouds. “Wha--” She had no time to react as she suddenly hit the ceiling and she dropped to the ground, like gravity still worked.

“Ow! Ow ow ow--” 

She rubbed at her back, where she hit the padded ceiling and looked around. “No.. gravity?” She stood up, and flinched as lighting flashed behind her. “<Shit!>” She turned around and heard thunder rumble. “No, no, that is not me--” 

A scream was ripped out from the star girl’s throat as she floated to the ceiling, the rain clouds all around her flashing and scorching the ground. “Stop stop-- Stop it!” The more she screams, the more the cloud starts to stir up into a storm. Wind around her picks up and she closes her eyes, curling up as she remains near the ceiling.

“Make it stop!” 

It’s as if someone turns off a switch and everything around her slowly calms down, the lights from before overcome the rain and they shine, drying her hair. A light beams down as she turns around, noticing someone down at the exit.

“..Hi.” 

[balanceofprobabilities-blog]

world on fire  ;; [open]

Things always seemed to get worse in this place. Not that LoÏc wasn’t expecting it or anything, but he was kind of getting tired of having to deal with everyone else while it was happening. He was not a happy camper, and his head itching so badly was horrible in conjunction with these stupid nails. How did those people DEAL with nails like that. Not only did he break the skin of his scalp because of it, but his fingers felt ridiculously uncomfortable as well, and everything was starting to get on his nerves. He was doing his best to calm down, and with the opening of a band room, he decided that was the best place to head. Just like his old high school. 

What he didn’t take into account was that his nails were going to get in the way of his flute-playing. It was the most awkward attempt at the instrument since he first picked one up, and he poked himself in the face a good number of times trying to figure things out. No matter how professional he tried to act, he was still a teenage kid. A very frustrated, very upset teenage kid. Giving up the attempt at music, he groaned loudly and sunk to the floor, lying down with a soft thump. And then the announcement happened. And everything felt like it was being pulled apart and he thought he was dying and Jesus maybe it would’ve been better if he DID die. Pained screams filled the room for a short moment, he curled up tightly, squirming uncomfortably until the changes stopped once again. He froze in place, silent outside of a quiet hissing sound. 

Minutes later, the door creaked open, and Loïc immediately scrambled to his feet, as if he wasn’t just screaming and rolling around on the floor like a fucking disappointment. He did NOT look happy. With crossed arms, he faced the intruder, staying quiet for a moment.

“Tabarnak, what is it.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

Maybe the day will go a little better if she learned how to play an instrument, Xue thought. 

Maybe being almost strangled and tossed around by a rag doll, and then mocked by her room mate wasn’t so bad. The rain thing, could be worse too. Well, except for the fact the rain cloud didn’t hover over her this time, but it slowly kept on expanding until it stretched over the entire section of the new area they got. She hoped they had drains around here, having the place flood again would not be nice. Thanks, Florian. 

Of course, the poor girl didn’t anticipate being moist once more, so showering and changing back into her regular clothes was obviously, pointless. So, here she was, ruining her favorite jacket and dress again, all because she decided to sprout a rain cloud again. This occurrence was probably, at most, weirder than her. 

Seeing how the massive cloud that was raining all over, and sometimes thundering, was still following her, she thought it would be better to not wander around much.

Which meant, she was going to wander around to see what would happen to the cloud. 

Before entering the band room, she called out “<Knock, knock!>” and swung open the door without waiting for a response. Xue, you didn’t even knock on the door. She paused when she saw Lotion Man-- she meant, Loic in the corner of her eye and rushed up to him. 

“AAAHHHH!!!” Thank you, Xue.

“You got the HISSS HISS!!” What does this even mean. “And, <gasp> your nails! Your nails, they grow! Like before, Lotion Man! You looked tired, but you always alwaaays look tired. You are using the uh.. the lube, correct? Use it more, it shall relax you!” 

She realized she didn’t let him speak and shut her mouth. Only for a bit.

“So how is Lotion Man feeling?”

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 右轄 ☽ [mayumi]

[mayumisawada-blog]

They wanted to get away for a bit; that trial was stifling, intense and they were fairly sure many people weren’t exactly pleased with them right about now. Given what they’d said, it was a fair judgement. However, they weren’t in the mood to be reprimanded or yelled at right now, so after a quick detour to their room to change out masks-hey, they weren’t going to walk around looking like something out of a Junji Ito manga-they headed off to the new areas. The roller rink had seemed interesting, though they weren’t exactly proficient at it themselves, so it was to there that they’d headed first.

Upon opening the door, the music choice made her raise an eyebrow. Really. Good lord, Leroy sure was on top of all the classic memes, wasn’t he? Anyway, they were about to strap on a pair of skates and maybe try their hand at skating  when a bang interrupted them. Clearly, someone had already thought of this. Who on earth…?

A shout revealed the stranger; the purple-haired girl with a…way with words, and a raincloud over her head, though the raincloud was no longer present anymore. What was her name again…? It’d slipped their mind and they’d never really met her outside of the trial room…well, better wing it.

“Get my what over here? Sorry, I don’t speak that language! Anyway, was that you making that big thump just now, or was I hearing things?”

They wondered if it was okay to step onto a rollerskating rink without skates on. Surely it wouldn’t be too bad, right?

[shslcelestial-blog]

Xue was way too impatient for Mayumi’s slow ass, and pulled herself up on the wall some more to yell at them. “I said-- get over here! You are way too slow for Xue!” She attempted to stand up straight with wheels attached to her feet, and just crumbled to the ground again with a loud thud. 

“Ow ow ow-- No! That was not me-- you misheard! Anyway, Mista Mask, I recall you having another mask earlier at the--” Her sentence was halted by a buzzing in her ears, call it white noise. It echoed all throughout her head, causing her to go completely silent, and then, the sound of something shattering stopped it. 

She sits up, confused for the sudden noise and calls Mayumi over to ask what’s happening. Then, her body explodes into pain, like a knife reentering wounds all over her body, blood doesn’t spill from her body but she feels an intense headache. She screams out in pain, holding her head to make it stop. Her vision blurs, and she falls onto her knees, a cloud forming above her.

A rain cloud.

Beams of light surround her head, hovering, sometimes moving away the cloud that’s increasing out the area. Grey clouds, spreading towards the ceiling, it appears still for a moment until a large downpour happens and a distant noise of thunder is heard. 

All of the sudden, it stops. 

Like it never happened, it retreats back to Xue, pouring rain over her once again and she lays still on the ground.

“.. <Goddamnit.>” 

[ultimatebloodsport]

Round.5 ✖ Bad Moon Rising ✖ Open

[ultimatebloodsport]

The fairytale Sleeping Beauty is a cute one. Sweet in nature, even. A girl wakes up thanks to True Love’s Kiss. It’s a similar feeling in some sick sense here. It’s no kiss but it sure is a wake-up call. But perhaps Matthias didn’t need to wake up quite like that. His body moves long before his mind does, each movement slick and vicious like a mountain cat after blood. It’s a good thing she’s right by a tree, her imitation of him just making appear all the more childish. He works quickly, slamming her into the tree by her shoulder, all with one hand. There’s a fury in his eyes that Xue has likely never seen before; not in him, nor anyone.

“… Had no idea you wanted to talk so badly. Wanna talk? Let’s talk. Tell me, star kid, how much pain have you been through in your life? Call me stupid but not much, I’d say. You pity that runner gal? That it? You wanna feel like she did?”

And without warning, he throws his hand around her throat, one hand holding her on the tree, on her throat. With his sheer physical prowess and height holding her so easily comes so naturally to him.

“Just like Squids, right! Poor Squids! Poor kid, right? How’s it feel? This is what he was gonna do to Arielle. But no, you’re right… it’s Marta’s fault right. ALL MARTA’S FAULT! You want to act like you know EVERYTHING, Y’KNOW?! YOU’RE THE MORAL FUCKIN’ COMPASS, RIGHT?! MARTA’S THE VILLAIN, HUH? MAKES YOU FEEL REAL GOOD TO MAKE PEOPLE INTO MOCKERIES, Y’SEE! HOW ‘BOUT ME, XUE? AM I BAD GUY?”

He slams her head back into the tree and finally lets go of her throat but his body is by no means calm. Matthias could strike again at any point and it shows. Every action is without any kind of mercy.

“Dirty snitch… haha… ha! The one person I fuckin’ trust, give my heart to gets murdered in front of me and you come in here and you WALK ALL OVER HER MEMORY. Who does that?! How the FUCK can you justify that?! But no, ‘course I’m the bad guy here. The Big Bad Fuckin’ Wolf, huh? And she’s the bad guy. Because she had no one in her whole life who cared about her. Yeah, sure, being set on fire sure seems appropriate.”

He takes a deep breath and slams his fist right by her face, missing it just by a hair or so. That’s intentional. Matthias looks her in the eye to make sure she knows just how intentional it was. And how lucky she is it was. Although his tone had quieted the fury in it had not faded.

“Marta didn’t betray me, y’see. She was ‘sorry’. Which is more than I’ve ever had before. Not that your fucked up spoiled little mind can comprehend that, y’see. Always surrounded by people who dote on ya, huh? Ha, even that little fucker didn’t go through with his plan… and yet, Marta’s the one who’s called the betrayer… it makes her the bad guy here, ‘pparently. And as for you… ha… yeah, congrats, your opinion mattered. I heard it, alright. I hope it was damn worth it. You want to ignore me? Y’know, given all this. I’d say that’s a damn good idea. Because if you ever come back here again and say shit about Marta again… you will leave in pieces. See,”

And he laughs a dangerous deep laugh.

“I don’t feel much of nothin’, y’know? So you can come at me with a knife and whatever. You can set me on fire. But y’know, I’m not gonna stop. ‘Cause it don’t mean a damn thing to me. So if I ever decide I want you dead… believe me, you’ll be dead. And there is nothing you or anyone here can do to stop me. There y’ go. You heard my problem.”

He takes a step back from the tree, hands now at his sides, as he continues to watch her.

[shslcelestial-blog]

It all happens too quick.

Xue, who never expected someone like Matthias to attack her, Xue, who stepped too far past the line. Xue, who was trying to catch her breath due to the shock of being slammed against a tree, a hand on a shoulder enough to push her back completely. She dares to look him straight in the eyes, she can’t cry, that mean she gave in to Matthias. Though, her words from earlier are gone as all she responds with are whimpers to his questions. She breathes out, taking words out from her thoughts. Scrambled out, they don’t make sense.

“Can’t-- It hurts--” Then, a hand around her throat causes her to freeze up completely. There’s a look of pure terror in her eyes now, and both of her hands reach up to scratch at his own hand. Her dainty body, never meant for fights, her perfectly cut and painted nails, reaching and digging into his hand. 

“Matti--” That’s the first time she’s called him like that. “I can’t-- breathe-- Matti-- I don’t--” Her head is slammed into the tree, and a squeak escapes from the back of her throat. Tears escape from her eyes, all she can do is look at him. Does she pity him?

“Matthias, I don’t want to die.” Her voice, is a whisper. Her voice, was always soft and like a whisper. Is she begging for mercy? No.

She’s telling him only the facts.

Xue collapses to the ground once he lets go, wheezing out. Her body backs up against the tree, her hands scramble towards her own throat and chest as she struggles for air. Air that’s already there, air she’s wheezing out. She’s not sobbing, but tears continue to fall. She seems to have more trouble breathing due to shock than crying, and her hand continue to rub at her neck. With one final hit next to her, she wheezes out and looks him in the eye again. What does he see, in her?

Not guilt. Not regret.

She looks confused. She looks upset.

Xue flinches when he laughs and lets her head fall forward when he backs away from her. She knows his eyes are on her.

Thus, she yanks off her choker, throwing it at his feet. She looks up, hair in her eye as she spits at his feet, her own spit landing next to the choker.

“..<Eat shit.> You are a very bad man, Matthias Wolfram. I recall you saying something in the previous trial, I believe it was you saying we hope we burn? We all burn, yes?” Her voice cracks, and if he makes a move or even breathes, she flinches. 

“I hope you burn down, with us. It is what you deserve.” 

[ultimatebloodsport]

Round.5 ✖ Bad Moon Rising ✖ Open

[ultimatebloodsport]

There’s a famous line he somewhat recalls… he’s never been good at putting names to thoughts, to entertainment, especially. But this line entered the pop culture sphere so at the very least he knew of it regardless of whether he knew anything about the origins.

Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.

That’s the mentality coursing through him, from his clenched knuckles to his lost eyes. There’s almost something disparaging about the way he looks at her, as if the girl’s not even worth his time. And in a sense, that’s true. He’s looked out for Xue for a while. Actually, hasn’t he been a very good person there? She kicks and screams, doing the equivalent of throwing peas off her plate at her scolding parents, demanding attention. She’s difficult and laughs without any idea of the timing. And all this time he’s been kind. Patient. He’s kept her from making any dumb mistakes - kept an eye on her. He’s been - good. And now look at her. Little girl all grown up. She’s suddenly got a gleam in her eyes, like she’s ready to join the adults and tackle the important issues. And the first important issue she decides on… is him.

It’s hilarious, really. He’d call it a betrayal but he’s too tired to even think about that. The better question is did this bond ever mean anything in the first place. Likely not.

“… Y’know, I thought I was bein’ pretty direct but either it went over your head and I wasn’t damn clear enough. Xue. I don’t want to talk to you. You don’t like the way I think? That’s real swell, kid. But y’see, I don’t think I care much ‘bout what you think of the way I act.”

He turns his attention away from her and glances back at the tree.

“You can go now.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

Great, she’s called a kid. 

Xue never liked being a spoiled brat, she was very aware she was just some spoiled rich kid throwing constant fits. Never had anything bad happen to her, never experienced pain, never experienced loss. Not like Matthias did. She found Florian out, she cursed those who pitied the damn fool. She had Marta explode on her, when she was just confused about this whole thing. Xue didn’t lose them, the rest did. Calico did. Sousuke did. Matthias did. 

Xue has never lost a damn thing in her life, and she’s grateful for it. She really is. She just wished she would stop being so confused about this whole ordeal and Matthias just spoke to her--

“Oh <fuck!>, it did go over my head, Wolfram! But you know what, you do not desire to talk to me? I will just keep on going then, if you really do not care what I think!” She didn’t know if she’s ever felt this mad before, sure, Florian made her pretty pissed with his worthless accusations, but Florian was never her friend.

Matthias was her friend. Or was he? He doesnt seem to think much of her anyway. 

She huffs out, she can go now? Oh, she’ll definitely go. 

“What the <fuck> is your problem, Mister Wolf?! I.. Xue will fight you then, if I’m not even worth your own time! You desire to punch trees? Because you trusted somebody for once, huh Mister Wolf? This is all what I think of you Wolfram, so you better listen up and stop ignoring me! I will throw a fit! I will fight you!”

A pair of tiny hands reach and try to shove him over, but being the tiny person Xue was in comparison to the giant Matthias, she only pushed herself back. “<Shit,>” She looked over at the nearest tree to them and punched it, bruising and leaving her knuckles bloody. 

“Here! Would you rather I react like you, Mister Wolf? Well, you may guess here, you’re upset because Miss Okeum lied to you right? The dirty snitch lied to all of us! So maybe, you may get over your own issues and--” Another punch, she’s wheezing at this point. “Maybe you can stop judging me, because I feel it in your tone!”

She finishes punching the tree, turning to him with a grin. “It hurts, does it not, Mister Wolf?! Xue will ignore you too, after this, because it never mattered, does it! It’s all Miss Okeum-- wait that’s not how you feel! It’s our fault, isn’t it! We twisted her, we made her feel like this, we did not reach and save the poor girl in time, and just because you trusted her. You trusted her, you relied on her, and you did not know her yourself, did you? You did not know she would murder, her, Miss Johnson-- POOR MISS JOHNSON!”

Her grin fades, she looks desperate, almost confused. “She only wanted to relax, didn’t she?! And your poor poor, Miss Okeum decided to lie to Mister Squidsy too and hurt him-- and then finish Johnson off? How do you feel about that, Mister Wolf? Betrayed? Does my opinion matter NOW to YOU?!” 

[ultimatebloodsport]

Round.5 ✖ Bad Moon Rising ✖ Open

There’s a iron-y taste of blood in his mouth. When did that come to be? His memories had never been the best but they’d sure as hell been clearer than today. Right now everything felt… glitched. Like if he took one wrong turn he could just walk right out of existence. How did that work? God, even thinking about it made his head burn. It’s a subdued kind of rage. It’s like he’d gotten most of the frustration out of his system in the trial. And with that remaining… what was even left of him?

Without the anger, he was nothing… was that it? His own fault. He could admit that in some sense. Even now, he had trouble admitting Marta was wrong. In the trial, even towards the end, adamant in his beliefs, he’d said Squids was guilty. And yet even so… even then… he’d had to seen her killed. Paraded around in some gross mockery and then made to suffer. And yet, Squids had not suffered. Mayumi, with their obnoxious laughter, had not suffered. Loic, and his . Jericho and their lies, had not suffered. And Apollo… Apollo and his black heart had not suffered. Only Marta. And in a sense, him. So what was the crime here? Being lonely? Maybe so. Maybe the wanting of friends was the flaw in itself.

One thing was for sure, what he wanted was some alone time. And to hit something. Hard. It was at times like this he truly hated the lack of feeling. What he wouldn’t give to feel his own pain. To feel alive. But that was the problem, wasn’t it? He hadn’t really been alive in a while. Here, somehow, he’d felt… he was needed, helping even. Now? He realised it’d all been worth nothing. And it was a return to that nickname. The Dead Man.

The Environment Rooms are new and strange… and one in particular seems to appeal to him. A dark forest, mirroring his own destructive feelings. He feels like screaming but if he tried he was sure nothing would come out. Instead he can do what he’s always been good at.

One kick. Two kick. Three kick. Matthias is sure he’s getting bruised smashing the trees, a roundhouse replaced with a jab followed by another punch. But it doesn’t matter. In some sense, it’s good to find this normalcy. It’s good to feel in control. Of himself and his feelings. Worthless things they were in the end.

After a while he realises he’s huffing. His hands are soaked in blood. Honestly the time’s flown right by and he doesn’t quite remember how long he’s been here. Or how badly he’s messed himself up this time. But it doesn’t hurt. And as long as it doesn’t hurt, he’s fine.

As another person enters, he makes the minimal gesture of turning his head, a distant look in his once vibrant eyes.

“What…? Don’t reckon there’s much to say. Do you?”

[shslcelestial-blog]

Xue found herself not only confused by Marta’s actions, and how she turned out to be, she was rather conflicted on her former (?) friend, Matthias. She didn’t know much about the Wolf himself, they had interacted a few times and they both were friendly to each other, which lead to Xue believing he was in fact, a friend of her’s. Looks like they both didn’t know anything about each other, alas. 

Why did he insist on Squids so much, who was not a victim in this situation, but back stabbed by Marta? In fact, Marta back stabbed all of them. The girl knew from the very beginning, she knew what she inflicted, she knew she manipulated Squids into believing he killed Johnson, like a fox. And why.. did he cry? For her sake, for his own sake? Self pity for believing a murderer until the end? 

All of this, was really confusing her. 

Xue considered herself a very bright girl, well it’s not like she was street smart in a sense. She was book smart, but she got no bragging rights. But despite that, this entire situation just made her puzzled. About everyone, and how they felt about her. Most importantly, how she felt about others. 

Did she hate Matti? No.. she couldn’t.. but she does. He placed blame on everyone, for the murderer that was Marta Okeum? Sure, none of this was justly, but Xue knew, she did nothing wrong here. In fact, nothing bad has ever happened to her here, except for the whole shock and rain cloud thing. She was just trying to live.

More of this was too much for the spoiled girl, and she decided to put her mind off of the current situation.The new areas seemed fun, the environmental rooms, roller rink, the gym and such. She was looking forward to having fun, until when wandering, she comes across a dark forest. 

And an extremely exhausted sounding voice. 

Her eyes were directed over where Matthias was and she squinted, frowning. 

“..Mister Wolf.” Her eyes were locked onto his-- noticing his usual bright self was dimming away. “Much to say, to what exactly, Mister Wolf?” She places a hand on a hip and keeps her distance. “..Would you like me to ask something, then? Something about you? Or that trial? About me?” 

She’s picking a fight now.

“What is wrong with your mindset, Mister Wolf?” 

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 軒轅十一 ☽ [caadia]

There was one thing Xue knew about herself: she had somewhat of a grasp to do several things with the free time spent in her mansion of her house, trapped inside for seventeen years of her lonely goddamned life. But, she wasn’t that lonely. She had her parents, maids, butlers, friends she never got to know before coming here. But never, never someone she got really close to.

The star girl had somehow found her way into one of the new areas of the place, the band room. She taught herself how to play basic piano songs, but she wasn’t a big expert. Xue also knew how to play very traditional instruments, and by seeing the array of things in the room, she could do anything.

How about a trumpet, then? She could learn how to do that. Going through the trumpet section, she dug through until she found a case and pulled it out. Grabbing one of the row of chairs, she took a sheet of music and settled herself in. Of course, without her vast amount of books she usually had, teaching yourself how to play the trumpet was rather difficult.

She knew nothing about this, other than what she’s seen in books and she believed one of the people she had met by sneaking out was a trumpet player. They always brought their case, but never played it in front of her. She placed her lips on the mouth piece and just spread spit all over, coughing afterwards.

“Why will it not..” She grumbled and tried again, her mind wandering as she tried to figure out how to play the damned thing on her own. Now that she was thinking about the trial the day before, why didn’t she comfort Caadia?

She was crying, after Marta literally exploded with her feelings of the case. She’d usually defend her, or yell at the person who made her cry, but she felt so.. confused at the time. Hell, she’s confused now. About everyone. About Caadia too. What were all of those advances, she wondered?

The winks, her flirting in Mandarin, her asking for her hand in marriage, saying she’d make a good housewife.. what did it all mean? Her mind wandered a little too much that she didn’t notice Caadia at the door, and choked, pulling the trumpet away and wheezing. 

“Oh uh--- ack-- Miss Williams! Fancy meeting you here.. in this room.. are you doing well?”

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ 右轄 ☽ [mayumi]

Uncomfortable.

That’s one way to describe how Xue Luó felt at the moment, after a week or so of being moist and wet constantly, she felt relieved when her rain cloud stopped. But, she had wished the effects had never stopped, and Okeum never murdered poor Johnson and Xue could forever have a rain cloud with her. It suited her mood. Speaking of her mood, did she even know how she felt?

She was confused, awfully confused. Okeum, who looked so sweet, so innocent. When she was lying. Did she want for them to all die, what was her motive? Why did she make a deal? Why did she keep that all in her? Whenever Xue felt anything, she just yelled it out. She didn’t mind. Alas, at the current moment, she didn’t feel like talking to anyone after the trial. She just kicked the desk away and stormed out of the room once most of the crowd had cleared. What was wrong with her?

What was wrong with Marta? She didn’t understand.. still-- why did she..

Xue took all of the bad thoughts and put them very, very far away from her. When she got back to her room, she would take a shower and sleep. That’s all. She would put her rain clothes away and for once, wear her usual. Yes, excellent, but.. then again, there was a roller rink so maybe she shouldn’t wear a dress.. but she doesn’t even own pants. She shrugged and walked out, making her way to the other section.

She found the place really.. dull without a crowd, but she ignored the empty silence and muffled... what is that. What is up, Pussy Cat? Xue hopped over the skate check and placed her own heels where she took a pair of skates and noticed the music changed to something else. Was this mocking her?  It is electric. Very electric. 

Xue decided to maybe skate out her feelings, of course with how empty it was, she debated on yelling too. Both. Skating and yelling. Well, she was going to yell somehow, she never knew how to skate. She slipped on the skates, carefully scooting her way to the rink by pushing off of the walls. Xue glanced over a rather high dj stand and decided to not climb it with skates on, getting onto the track and.. immediately falling. 

“<废物!!>” Welp, good job Xue. Getting on her feet by using the wall again, she noticed a certain someone.. someone weirder than her, perhaps. “Hey! Mista Mask! Get your <ass> over here!” 

No, she was definitely weirder than them. 

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ apodis ☽ [sousuke & apollo]

[bibliotheca-apollonis-blog]

Apollo had the distinct impression that he was being yelled at. He didn’t like that. He had, of course, followed the summons to the movie theatre like all the others, and found a corpse, as the woman over the intercom had said.

He shuddered; he was always cold, but an even sharper chill went down his spine. Arielle Johnson wasn’t a person he had paid any particular attention to - as if he paid attention to any of these people - but rather the scene was conceptually frightening. A dead body. She had been up and walking around yesterday, and now she was dead.

It wasn’t even like Butler, who had been brutalised so badly. Arielle looked just as if she had fallen asleep. Strangled while watching a movie, or perhaps after falling asleep in here. It was yet another reminder that none of them were safe, that it could just as easily have been Apollo lying dead.

And then shouting ripped him from his thoughts. “I don’t speak Mandarin,” he stated, looking contemptuously at Xue, “Try again in English, or German, or something.” Wasn’t sure what she expected of him like this. So he turned his back on her without waiting for a reply and stepped toward the corpse that had until very recently been Arielle.

He took a look at her neck to see if there were any ligature marks, and, if so, to see if he could reason out what had made them. He then, ever so gingerly, checked her pockets to see if anything of note was on her person.

[eguchi-resort-blog]

Silently, he hoped that this wasn’t happening again. Maybe this time Leroy and Ellen had got it wrong and they just caught some kid asleep outside their room. Blissfully ignorant of the fact they probably gave everyone a heart attack. It was fine though. Everything has just dandy. 

He noticed the foul blue liquid had stopped pouring from his head. His seething rage dissipated once more. Was this it? Was this the end? Did he bleed so much he was going to die? Hah, he wished. He felt the top of his head. The ears were still there. Was he doomed to live like this forever?

Lazilly, he walked down to the movie theatre after Ellen and Leroy came on. Someone else had died, just like he thought. Wasn’t that a sight to behold? Arielle, with ears as pointed as knife tips. He would have been sick if he wasn’t accustomed to the smell of blood by now.

“…”

He simply gave a hand wave to Xue and Apollo, walking up to the body directly. Dead. Actually dead, once again. He hoped it wouldn’t come to this again, feeling goosebumps riddle his skin. But he couldn’t show anyone he was afraid. That just wasn’t professional, wasn’t it, Mr. Eguchi? If you could even call yourself a human worth being professional now. He had ears! What a freak!

So he instead checked Arielle’s body for any other kind of injuries save for the one are her neck, then investigating the seat she was rested on and underneath it as well. He proceeded to slowly walk around checking the other seats as well.

“… Hey.”

[shslcelestial-blog]

“..Oh! <Shit!>” Xue dropped the Mandarin, unaware she was speaking in another language the poor classicist couldn’t comprehend. She frowned, watching as he turned her back on her and started investigating the corpse. She didn’t feel like touching any corpses, the last time she did the head popped clean off and she felt a tad bit uncomfortable with how she manhandled Lacey’s body on accident. She apologized in her head again. Sorry I mishandled your corpse, from Xue. 

She instead looked over at the pink feathers gathered at Arielle’s feet and frowned. Feathers? Who was this girl? Surely, if she shook her body more feathers might fall from her. Wait Xue, you told yourself you were banned from touching corpses. Right. Gotta keep your hands to yourself. 

“Hey hey, Mister Brandt, do you think we’re human? I mean here, look at your horns! Your horns that are growing out of your head.. that is very strange! And me! Xue got a rain cloud--” She paused for a moment as Sousuke walked in and she gestured to him wildly with her hands. 

“And him-- Mister Fucker, <is a fucking animal! Bork bork!>” Are you barking, Xue.

“My point is, we are not human! This is amazing, is it not! AAaaAA--” There she goes, yelling again in the movie theater. She seems stressed out. 

After that weird outburst, she quickly walks over to Sousuke, pointing a finger at him. “So what did you find? You too Mister Brandt, confess your sins!” What the FUCK.

[shslcelestial-blog]

☆ apodis ☽ [sousuke & apollo]

When she awakes in the bathtub, she finds the rain cloud is gone and she was simply sitting in a puddle with very damp clothes on. Gross. She sits up, rubbing her face tiredly as she started to strip off the damp clothes. On the days the rain was reaaal bad, Xue would sleep in the bathtub. All of the rain water would go down the drain and even if cold bits of water dropping onto her face was annoying and clutching an umbrella to prevent that, she found it was quite comfortable. 

It wasn’t. Having a rain cloud was a total pain in the Uranus. 

After getting dressed with a new set of clean and warm clothes, she found she had the electric shock still. Frowning, she grumbled as she picked up her rain coat in case the cloud had come back to make her life more miserable and winced as she picked up the fabric. She didn’t notice, but on the speakers was Leroy’s voice. A usual thing, she had figured it was something about fantasy football or maybe-- he found he had some type of toe fungus. Something in his voice bothered her a little though, maybe for once in his life, he sounded proud of himself?

Then, Ellen’s voice kicked in. She slowly turned to the speaker located in the bathroom and raised her eyebrows. 

Everything else was tuned out after she reported the body. She stormed out of the bathroom, knocking a few things over in the process (sorry, Jericho) and without waiting to see if Jericho was even in the room with her still, she made her way to the movie theater. 

There was no stench of blood. No spilled blue all over the floors. Arielle was just there, peaceful as she can be with bruises on her. 

“..<Foolish..>” She muttered, feeling herself move away from the body. She froze when she realized she passed someone and pointed a finger at them, yelling. “<AAHH-- it’s you! You you you!! You!>” What the fuck, Xue.