week three mess hall curfew gang

[survivaltricks]

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week three, friday

[survivaltricks]

[WELL THAT SURE IS A. . . LIST OF DEAD BODIES. Akira bolts awake and listens carefully to the announcements, his expression twisting into a moment of grief and frustration before they end]

[and once they do. . . he takes a deep breath to steel himself, gaze immediately flickering towards the slushie machine]

[. . .]

[GOD DAMN HE WANTS A SLUSHIE]

Sound off: how's everyone feeling? [also he is digging through his drawstring for his travel guide and a pen] Don't say it aloud; write it down and we'll compare.

[back to business]

[voidbreaker]

[ ash is sat up, slurping something from a mug as he writes this curfew bs down. ]

[concasse]

[Sanji's pissed the fuck off, so--

Someone might have to keep him here.

\8|/]

[survivaltricks]

[guess who is going to snag his sleeve]

Sanji--

[okitactless]

[Yasusada's also here and looking at him worriedly, though honestly, he'll probably follow Sanji if he leaves.]

[vigilantics]

[ steph just looks like she got hit by a truck? admittedly she already looked like that when she came to the mess hall, but it takes her a moment to snap out of it.

jason's dead. well. will process that later.

but she takes out a pen and writes something down on her hand. ]

[survivaltricks]

[considering their recent conversation she is getting a very concerned look]

[granted his gaze flickers away, towards the slushie machine, for like .5 seconds before he looks back at her]

[vigilantics]

Okay, done.

[ she pockets the pen and then. also looks at the slushie machine. wow. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[flayn looks exhausted. also she's wearing yin yu's robe which is way too big for her.]

...I do not have anything to write with... if I could borrow a writing implement from someone?

[okitactless]

Me too.

[Hm. Those announcements! Sure were something!!!!]

[fishingforcompliments]

[hands yams akira's pen once she's done with it]

[survivaltricks]

[once Akira is done writing, he hands Flayn his pen, expression stony. they need to get through this part before processing anything else]

[fishingforcompliments]

[she nods and

writes something down on the palm of her hand before passing the pen off to yams]

[unpredicktable]

[ well. dick ALSO looks like he got hit by a truck, but once everyone else has written something down he does as well, face blank

maybe it really is a universal constant that jason todd must be murdered. ]

[survivaltricks]

[what a terrible universal constant]

[GIVING HIM A CONCERNED LOOK BECAUSE STEPH MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE DOXXED BAT FAMILY FOR HIM]

[unpredicktable]

[ god damn it, steph, that's private

the existence of having siblings is private ]

[shixiong]

[ like everyone else, we are looking generally exhausted, and also sans an outer robe. this is not the first time he's been through this rodeo, so he waits patiently for his turn, and then writes his own effect down on a paper napkin.

...how strange.

once he has, he nods at akira, passing the pen back to him. ]

THE REVEAL

[survivaltricks]

[and Akira takes the pen when Yin Yu returns it!! with a nod to everyone else, he counts down]

Okay. Hold up what you wrote in three, two, one--

[ZERO]

[he holds up a blank page in his travel guide. it says I really want a fucking slushie]

[fishingforcompliments]

[turns out her hand so the others can read what's on her palm

I want to drink sweet-apple tea]

[okitactless]

[Drinks his juice with one hand, holds out the other that just says SUGAR??????]

[shixiong]

[ on his napkin: in need of something sweet. ]

[vigilantics]

[ she lifts up her hand

sugar drink craving ]

[unpredicktable]

[ dick turns his notepad that reads why do I want a slushie this feels really inappropriate ]

[concasse]

[Sanji didn't fill out shit and is drinking a carton of lemonade, so]

[voidbreaker]

Sugary drink craving bullshit.