Day 58: Sun Room (Fourth Shift)

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Peter's lunch meeting with Tear had gone far better than he could have even expected. It was a good thing that he wasn't the sort of person who judged by age, seeing how the girl had proved herself to be very capable despite the fact that she was only a teenager. Not that Peter would ever admit it out loud, but Tear was a lot more mature than his own niece. He could only assume that Tear's circumstances had forced that onto her, though, which was the downside to the whole thing.

Or maybe it had something to do with her being a healer. She'd probably seen a lot of horrific things in her life already, things that some other people would never experience. Then again, Claire had seen her own body mutilated, so personality might have something to do with it too.

Either way, they had a basic plan. He was going to try and look into safe areas while Tear was going to work on their alliance with Search and Rescue. He wasn't too worried about the latter, but the former might be a pipe dream. Seeing how he had no interest in playing with beads and glitter, Peter chose to remain in the Sun Room.

It didn't take him long to draft up a message with his question, and once he'd posted it up (covering a few other replies in the process, but at the end of the day the board was low on real estate) he went ahead and found himself a seat. This way he could keep a careful eye on the replies that he got.

While he had already agreed to meet with Max tonight, Peter realized that the earliest this paramedic group could get going was the following night anyway. That was something to aim for, at least. Even if it was just him and Tear taking care of things at first, that was a start.

[For Haruno Sakura.]

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"Wha--?!" Sechs flinched from Ritsuka's accusation, as though slapped square on the face without warning. Stammering, he released his grip on the boy's shoulder and backed away, shaking his head in disbelief. "No way! I-- I didn't try to kill you last night! What are you talking about?!" he exclaimed, his mood teetering between hurt and anger over such words. Yet a few seconds later and Sechs' denial and confusion succumbed to blood-draining realization. "I just blacked out and... and..."

The Replica's words trailed off, silenced by the all consuming thoughts that were suddenly speeding through his mind like racers in a violent Motorball tournament. Just what happened after he blacked out? There must have been more to the pain that knocked him into unconsciousness last night. The infection he sustained in his right side... When it reached his back, it must have given power to the living drug that resided in his spine and...

No...

Forgetting everyone else in the room, Sechs' focused his gaze on Ritsuka, his heart pounding furiously against his ribs as he struggled to grapple with a situation that threatened to throw him into another frenzy of untamable emotions. With how his ally was behaving, and the huge memory gap between Sechs' decaying state and the moment he woke up the following day, Sechs now had to know what occurred. Yet he felt he already knew the answer -- and it agonized him to no end.

Dreading the question he was about to ask, Sechs' whole body seemed to cringe as he took in a shaky breath. "I don't remember anything after I blacked out..." he said after a dry gulp, "I... I became someone else last night, didn't I...?"

sorry for the huge wait ;A; i lost ritsuka's muse for a bit

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As expected, Sechs was denying what had happened. Who would admit to that anyway? Only a truly depraved person would enjoy scaring children at night and trying to eat them and, despite what had happened, Ritsuka didn't want to think Sechs was like that. He was rough around the edges, sure, but so was Ritsuka and because of that, he'd thought the guy was alright last night. Up until he fell to the floor and that darkness had come into him like some sort of demon.

Sechs let him go and Ritsuka moved back, scooting back on the floor. His limbs couldn't quite get enough strength back into them to allow him to push himself off the floor yet. Still, he could feel his muscles tensing in case Sechs made a move and he had to run. Taking his mother's abuse was one thing, but what had happened last night wasn't something he could simply walk away from.

"...You-?" Don't remember? He didn't remember? Then that thing he'd become was literally like a possession of some sort? Ritsuka wouldn't have believed it if it hadn't have been for the way Sechs' body had rotted away before his eyes, but... "...You really don't remember?" He relaxed slightly, frowning at the way Sechs seemed just as disturbed as he was at the whole situation. "...Yeah. You said you were going to eat me. It was...like you weren't you anymore."