[ i'm sorry he's ignoring this and is just going to fuss around the kitchen to at least get ice. at least part of it is because he feels like he needs something to do ]
We were. [ frowning, frustrated ] So it's why I'm not sure how things could've gotten like this.
Uruha pointed out that we do have to eat... and we do have pulses still. So maybe, biologically, our bodies are alive again here?
[ ??????
he doesn't know anything about bodies i'm finally free from playing a science bitch ]
But even then, it doesn't make sense to even do it. Why? Resources are infinite, and Charlie was extremely kind. No one deserves to die in general, but I can't find any motive...
It could be that. We could be in some sort of limbo state.
... You're the first to straight out suggest that it was intentional. [ he says, tilting his head back. ] I don't disagree. Her circumstances aside, she was healthy, and with the matter of the locked doors and forced sleep, her death is highly suspicious.
The only reason I can think of is her connection to Hell.
I'd like to be wrong. [ very plainly ] But I was with Charlie at the beach earlier this week, I don't think she'd exactly go out for a night swim suddenly. We were with her, and she was trying her best to keep everyone's spirits up...
If the door unlocked, I'm sure she would've tried to wake us so we could all get out and sleep in our beds.
Okay... I know it's not really the time right now, but...
If you're arguing or something, or you need help, just let me know... I'm sure a sudden death is a strain on any relationship, but I hope you two are going to be okay.
[ i'm like laughwheezing typing this but he's SO sincere he's like SOOOOOOOO sincere ]
it is so not the time but also like, jiaoqiu looks like he wants to take charlie's place in being kicked off the mortal coil so he has to explain ]
No, there's - no relationship. I woke up on Wednesday with intense romantic feelings and then abruptly lost them on Thursday. I don't have any idea what happened there.
[ rubs at the bridge of his nose and tries not to let his face get too red ]
he's processing a lot right now because yves' love for love is so unreasonably real. there's truly nothing in the world that he treasures more, and watching his friends fall in love in record time was actually one of the highlights of his fucking week i'm not even joking. having that be some mean prank actually makes him frustrated, along with some like, earth-shattering realization that love might not be forever
but that little sentence from jiaoqiu is all it takes for yves to walk forward and pull him into a hug ]
... sorry. No one should have their emotions manipulated like that, least of all with something so precious.
[ this poor boy he's so sincere and i love him if he dies i'll blow this whole building up
for jiaoqiu, he's just kind of standing here feeling embarrassed, which is why he's startled when yves comes up to hug him. it's been an unreasonably long time since he's been hugged, so his initial reaction is to stiffen, his tail fur poofing out in surprise.
but. only for a second. after that second, he awkwardly rests a hand on yves's back, and half hugs him back. he doesn't know what to say. it takes him a minute. ]
... Thank you. [ he settles on, slightly hesitant. ] I suppose it was nice while it lasted, delusional as I was.
[ HE HASN'T BEEN HUGGED? ON THIS AFFECTION WEEK? BLOWS UP THE GAME
but yves doesn't take offense to the stiffening or the awkwardness - in comparison, his hugs are warm and natural, like they're second nature to him. he holds onto jiaoqiu like he's precious, like he wants to protect him from any weird magic that can mess with him again. ]
... maybe this time, it wasn't real. But... you deserve that type of affection any day, Jiao. You deserve that happiness every single day, and I'm sure that you're going to get it.
[ WELL LIKE ONCE but that was his divorcee so it doesn't count
this is so very sincere, and it's difficult. it shouldn't be, but this sort of thing has always had a hard time making it over the barbed wire fences he's lived in for the last good portion of his life. people are allowed to slip their fingers through the bars, but that's about as much as he's willing to accept, and it's no different here.
still, he isn't mean about it. he couldn't be. he's glad there are still people in the world who know how to let themselves feel anything other than pleasantly numb. ]
You flatter me. [ he says, soft. ] You've only known me a few days and you believe this so earnestly.
I am content enough. And in any case, it isn't so important in the face of what we're dealing with now.
cue yves annoyingly wiggling his fingers through this barbed wire fence for the next 8 weeks like a tickle monster trying to break through
which is to say - he means it. earnest, sincere, painfully so, but also unfathomably stubborn. he's heard every self-deprecating thing before, every time someone tries to rebuff him but there is always this unshakeable, core belief beneath it all: you are deserving of love ]
... you're right, so I'm not going to spend the day arguing with you about it. [ much.
he pulls back from the hug just enough to look jiaoqiu in the face ]
But I think I know the important parts, from your dedication to healing to the way that you tease. It's not flattery when I believe you're someone I could love.
We can talk about it after we're done figuring out what happened to Charlie, though.
[ LIKE A TICKLE MONSTER i can't say that wouldn't work tbf
he's like - not uncomfortable, because that's a strong word. he's perhaps seen. like yves just looks right through him and ignores the nihility. he doesn't know what to do with that and it makes him feel like a bug under a magnifying glass, itching to get away. love is difficult and out of his reach and opening up to it feels like swallowing the sun.
a pause. he meets that gaze, eyes open just enough to show the cloudy haze over gold. he can barely even see what this earnest face looks like.
... ]
Right. [ tersely. a beat. ] ... I hope to be able to do some sort of autopsy tomorrow, if we aren't given a satisfactory explanation tomorrow. If there even is a body still.
[ he's sooooooo annoying and persistent about love
but he takes this as their understanding, and he'll leave it alone for now. he does know when to focus, even when some part of him really does just want to talk about love just to prove it's possible.
for the time being he'll just give jiaoqiu's shoulders a gentle little squeeze before pulling away - back to getting him that ice ]
It'd be great if you could. We had to do some investigations of murders on the island before, so I'm a little used to the work but having someone skilled in an actual understanding of the body would be above and beyond helpful.
[ he exhales heavily, and then leans against a counter, tilting his head back. ]
Thank you, Yves. [ genuinely. ]
I think that I am not the only healer here, so their expertise will be valuable, as well. And this is all under the assumption that there will be one in the first place, and that it'll give us any answers at all. I've enjoyed the angels and their company, but... I think I'll need to trust my own judgement.
[ he's going to have to just. get... get real close. yves his eyeballs. ): ]
[ ice ice ice.... yves fills up a small bag with it, and then goes to get a small towel to wrap it with so it's not so bitingly cold ]
... I know. Just let me know if you want to stay nearby, or anything. [ HE'S TRYING NOT TO HOVER BUT HE DOES WORRY ABOUT JIAOQIU'S EYEBALLS. he'll doublecheck super quick to make sure that no one else is around, but lower his voice as he walks back to jq anyway ] I can ask you a lot of questions that sound like I'm trying to understand, but at least describe it better for you if you need it.
[ he's a sincere lil guy, but he does try to be clever in the moments needed. ]
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Jiao! Are you okay? You didn't get hurt last night?
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his ear flicks and swivels, and then he looks up at yves, taking a deep breath. no smiling today. ]
Yes, yes. I'm alright, though I've twinged my back. [ a beat. ] Are you alright, Yves?
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I'm okay. [ swiftly ] Your back...? You want me to get ice for it? Or a hot compress? Both?
[ what yves is looking for is an icyhot ]
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jiaoqiu huffs out a laugh, but it's a little mirthless. ]
No, no. I slept wrong. It'll ease with the day, don't focus on me. [ a beat. ] Marcoh tells me that you were with her last night.
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We were. [ frowning, frustrated ] So it's why I'm not sure how things could've gotten like this.
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It's a suspicious situation, to say the least. [ he rubs at his forehead. ] Not to mention the thought-impossible feat of dying a second time.
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[ ??????
he doesn't know anything about bodies i'm finally free from playing a science bitch ]
But even then, it doesn't make sense to even do it. Why? Resources are infinite, and Charlie was extremely kind. No one deserves to die in general, but I can't find any motive...
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... You're the first to straight out suggest that it was intentional. [ he says, tilting his head back. ] I don't disagree. Her circumstances aside, she was healthy, and with the matter of the locked doors and forced sleep, her death is highly suspicious.
The only reason I can think of is her connection to Hell.
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If the door unlocked, I'm sure she would've tried to wake us so we could all get out and sleep in our beds.
[ that's normal logic.... ]
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[ ... ]
I didn't hear anything. It was very quiet in the kitchen.
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[ like what the hell ]
Was it just you...? [ wait ] Wait, I heard Bas was at the beach...
[ LOVERS? NOT TOGETHER? THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE ]
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It was just me. [ and also he just. makes a cat no like banana face. ] ... Yes, well. That's a whole other situation.
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Okay... I know it's not really the time right now, but...
If you're arguing or something, or you need help, just let me know... I'm sure a sudden death is a strain on any relationship, but I hope you two are going to be okay.
[ i'm like laughwheezing typing this but he's SO sincere he's like SOOOOOOOO sincere ]
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it is so not the time but also like, jiaoqiu looks like he wants to take charlie's place in being kicked off the mortal coil so he has to explain ]
No, there's - no relationship. I woke up on Wednesday with intense romantic feelings and then abruptly lost them on Thursday. I don't have any idea what happened there.
[ rubs at the bridge of his nose and tries not to let his face get too red ]
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???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ]
What..............................
[ YAOI............... ISN'T REAL? ]
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I couldn't tell you, other than it's all very humiliating.
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he's processing a lot right now because yves' love for love is so unreasonably real. there's truly nothing in the world that he treasures more, and watching his friends fall in love in record time was actually one of the highlights of his fucking week i'm not even joking. having that be some mean prank actually makes him frustrated, along with some like, earth-shattering realization that love might not be forever
but that little sentence from jiaoqiu is all it takes for yves to walk forward and pull him into a hug ]
... sorry. No one should have their emotions manipulated like that, least of all with something so precious.
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for jiaoqiu, he's just kind of standing here feeling embarrassed, which is why he's startled when yves comes up to hug him. it's been an unreasonably long time since he's been hugged, so his initial reaction is to stiffen, his tail fur poofing out in surprise.
but. only for a second. after that second, he awkwardly rests a hand on yves's back, and half hugs him back. he doesn't know what to say. it takes him a minute. ]
... Thank you. [ he settles on, slightly hesitant. ] I suppose it was nice while it lasted, delusional as I was.
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but yves doesn't take offense to the stiffening or the awkwardness - in comparison, his hugs are warm and natural, like they're second nature to him. he holds onto jiaoqiu like he's precious, like he wants to protect him from any weird magic that can mess with him again. ]
... maybe this time, it wasn't real. But... you deserve that type of affection any day, Jiao. You deserve that happiness every single day, and I'm sure that you're going to get it.
You're a person who's easy to love.
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this is so very sincere, and it's difficult. it shouldn't be, but this sort of thing has always had a hard time making it over the barbed wire fences he's lived in for the last good portion of his life. people are allowed to slip their fingers through the bars, but that's about as much as he's willing to accept, and it's no different here.
still, he isn't mean about it. he couldn't be. he's glad there are still people in the world who know how to let themselves feel anything other than pleasantly numb. ]
You flatter me. [ he says, soft. ] You've only known me a few days and you believe this so earnestly.
I am content enough. And in any case, it isn't so important in the face of what we're dealing with now.
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cue yves annoyingly wiggling his fingers through this barbed wire fence for the next 8 weeks like a tickle monster trying to break through
which is to say - he means it. earnest, sincere, painfully so, but also unfathomably stubborn. he's heard every self-deprecating thing before, every time someone tries to rebuff him but there is always this unshakeable, core belief beneath it all: you are deserving of love ]
... you're right, so I'm not going to spend the day arguing with you about it. [ much.
he pulls back from the hug just enough to look jiaoqiu in the face ]
But I think I know the important parts, from your dedication to healing to the way that you tease. It's not flattery when I believe you're someone I could love.
We can talk about it after we're done figuring out what happened to Charlie, though.
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he's like - not uncomfortable, because that's a strong word. he's perhaps seen. like yves just looks right through him and ignores the nihility. he doesn't know what to do with that and it makes him feel like a bug under a magnifying glass, itching to get away. love is difficult and out of his reach and opening up to it feels like swallowing the sun.
a pause. he meets that gaze, eyes open just enough to show the cloudy haze over gold. he can barely even see what this earnest face looks like.
... ]
Right. [ tersely. a beat. ] ... I hope to be able to do some sort of autopsy tomorrow, if we aren't given a satisfactory explanation tomorrow. If there even is a body still.
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but he takes this as their understanding, and he'll leave it alone for now. he does know when to focus, even when some part of him really does just want to talk about love just to prove it's possible.
for the time being he'll just give jiaoqiu's shoulders a gentle little squeeze before pulling away - back to getting him that ice ]
It'd be great if you could. We had to do some investigations of murders on the island before, so I'm a little used to the work but having someone skilled in an actual understanding of the body would be above and beyond helpful.
If you need any support, just let me know.
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Thank you, Yves. [ genuinely. ]
I think that I am not the only healer here, so their expertise will be valuable, as well. And this is all under the assumption that there will be one in the first place, and that it'll give us any answers at all. I've enjoyed the angels and their company, but... I think I'll need to trust my own judgement.
[ he's going to have to just. get... get real close. yves his eyeballs. ): ]
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... I know. Just let me know if you want to stay nearby, or anything. [ HE'S TRYING NOT TO HOVER BUT HE DOES WORRY ABOUT JIAOQIU'S EYEBALLS. he'll doublecheck super quick to make sure that no one else is around, but lower his voice as he walks back to jq anyway ] I can ask you a lot of questions that sound like I'm trying to understand, but at least describe it better for you if you need it.
[ he's a sincere lil guy, but he does try to be clever in the moments needed. ]
If you call for me, I'll be there.
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