[ He was just on his way in the dorm, having not been home since the game, and almost seems like he's on a silent beeline to his room - but he comes to an abrupt halt when he notices the new decor. ]
[ He definitely had a stormy expression when he walked in, but he comes over when she beckons, taking a seat among the pile of mattresses and pillows (and teammates?).
I did. [ looks aside, cheeks red. ] But it's nothing. I mean, ok, not it's not. I wanted it to be something nice for you guys, and I thought we could all hang out on your pile, shoot the shit, eat snacks, play games, and just be... close. [ this particular bit is a touch awkward to say to king, specifically, but shhhh. this is fine. ]
[that isn't a name he knows, so he has very little issues with puffing up angrily, eyes flashing]
Well, screw her, then! Where the fuck does she get off doing that?
[he hasn't realized that the game sort of messed with Sekhmet's mind, though it's debatable on whether it'd make a difference. murder is one thing, but the power of compulsion, the ability to take away someone's free will, is something else entirely]
Is she too much of a coward to dirty her hands herself?
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You...
[ Are those CUSTOM TEAM PILLOWS? Holy shit. ]
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Come here. [ she offers him a smile. ] Call it team bonding or, IDK, whatever you like, but [ pats the mattresses. ] take a seat.
[ why, yes, THEY ARE. ]
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And picking up one of the stitched pillows. ]
... Did you make these?
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I did. [ looks aside, cheeks red. ] But it's nothing. I mean, ok, not it's not. I wanted it to be something nice for you guys, and I thought we could all hang out on your pile, shoot the shit, eat snacks, play games, and just be... close. [ this particular bit is a touch awkward to say to king, specifically, but shhhh. this is fine. ]
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At length; ]
They're great.
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I'm glad you like them. I'm going to keep practicing because I actually have an idea for something~ else~
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It'll be worth it though. Pr~o~mise~!
Now come and sit. You look like you could use another hug.
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King?
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Hey.
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Sorry.
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Hug the Prim you know you wanna. ]
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So, he does. ]
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What happened?
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King?
Did something happen?
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He- hesitates, but isn't about to lie, so, ]
Yes. At the game.
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Who died?
[RIGHT TO THE POINT]
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[ ALSO RIGHT TO THE POINT
Also explains his mood quite well, probably. ]
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Fuck.
[STILL BLUNT]
Who did it?
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One of the newer girls on sensitIV, Sekhmet.
Due to the game, she had some kind of power of compulsion over Maki. So she ordered Maki to kill Yugi, and then herself.
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Well, screw her, then! Where the fuck does she get off doing that?
[he hasn't realized that the game sort of messed with Sekhmet's mind, though it's debatable on whether it'd make a difference. murder is one thing, but the power of compulsion, the ability to take away someone's free will, is something else entirely]
Is she too much of a coward to dirty her hands herself?
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[He'd heard, but he didn't have the details.]
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Yeahhhh. ]
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