zenitsu

[gitalong]

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w0, sunday

[gitalong]

[ hello Zenitsu! Missile is charging through the halls, in pursuit of a bright... shiny... orb. each time he gets close enough to pounce, his front paws hit it and it goes nyoooming further away.

step in? y/y ]

[swordflash]

[ hello, dog! Zenitsu has seen Missile running around here and there, barking up a storm. this time their paths cross when the orb rolls to a stop at Zenitsu's feet. his being him, he gasps in fear before looking down. ]

Huh? What's this, a ball?

[gitalong]

Ah-

[ oh. it's a person. it's another human person. and the orb is at his feet...

Missile sits and deliberately turns his head the opposite direction. ]

Hello! Is that your ball? You should take better care of your things, you know!

1/3

[swordflash]

[ it's that dog from before. ]

[swordflash]

[swordflash]

[ he flips over and screams. ]

The dog is talking!

i'm dying

[gitalong]

Yes! I am! You're very observant! Hello, I'm Missile!

so is he

[swordflash]

[ scream. ]

How are you able to talk? This is weird. I mean, this is really weird!

[ jin ling cursed him by saying that birds can't talk. it's that guy's fault. ]

zenitsu w0 victim, cause of death: heart attack

[gitalong]

No it's not! Because I could always talk, you know! You just couldn't understand what I was saying!

[ unless you speak "bark bark" ig ]

you found me out. the tutorial death is me.

[swordflash]

Does that make sense? No, it doesn't! I shouldn't be able to understand! This place is too weird! I'm leaving!

i knew he was too orange to live

[gitalong]

You're leaving? Where are you going? Oh! Did you find the way out? Can I go with you?

[ tell him in 3 words or less!!! ]

missile is orange too!!

[swordflash]

I'm not listening to you! I'm not supposed to be able to understand dogs, after all! Just leave me alone!

[ except, as there is no way out, he jogs away aimlessly. in the process he kicks the orb and unwittingly follows it. ]

yeah im hoping it's a sign

[gitalong]

Aww, that's mean! You shouldn't just tell doggies you don't want to listen to them! What if they have something important to say?!

[ but as the makeshift toy goes flying down the hall, Missile goes still. no, he's a mature dog! he doesn't need to go chasing after balls thrown every which way! but it's... so round... and colorful... ]


... Wait for me!!!

[ and he goes tearing off down the hall after it. and Zenitsu. hope he's not underfoot! ]

dandelion boy and orange dog found dead in one mansion

[swordflash]

[ if they have something important to say, they'll bark or whine. that's what dogs do. they don't shout at someone to wait for them (it's not always about you, Zenitsu).

but Missile sure is underfoot, and the alien feeling of something rubbing against his ankles has Zenitsu all but jumping off the ground before he falls back with a yell, rolls over onto his knees, and curls in on himself. ]

w5, post execution post findings catherd

[gitalong]

[ hewwo??? where is this anyways ]

Oh, hi Zenitsu! You're looking a lot better now!

[ you know, not furry, murderous, or dead. ]

[swordflash]

[ somewhere. it's not important. he's on his way out to the garden. ]

Missile!

[ it's still weird, hearing his name from a dog. ]

Yeah, thanks to Ash. I wasn't sure if his plan would work. Everything worked out, though.

[ as well as it could, considering how many deaths took place that night. he shudders to think about it. ]

[gitalong]

[ man, it's good Zenny didn't ever meet Lampssile then ]

Of course it did! Ash is very reliable, you know. And we got our reward items just in the nick of time! And now you're immune and everything! I think.

[ of course, it's the last week, so will it even matter? ]

[swordflash]

[ they investigated together!!

he looks down at his hand. huh. does that count for granting immunity? as for Ash, Zenitsu nods. ]

He is.

[ he pauses, then crouches down to awkwardly pet Missile. ]

Thanks for your help, too.

[gitalong]

[ ... oh yeah, they did, didn't they.

moving on! Missile will happily accept the pets! his tail is really waggin' back there ]

You're welcome! I don't think I did anything, though.

[swordflash]

[ it sure is nice to have a proper hand without claws again. he pets Missile some more before bringing his hand down to scratch at Missile's chin. ]

You went with me and Ling on an investigation, didn't you? You sure are brave for a dog.

[gitalong]

[ ooooooohhhh... yes, very good, chin scritches... ]

Is it? I don't think there's anything to be afraid of - after all, the bad stuff already happened.

[ how have we not had any investigation traps. fluffybutt aside. ]

Besides, I've already died before - dying again isn't scary at all!

[swordflash]

[ oh, that's right. Missile has died before. ]

That's not true. I died again this morning, and it was seriously scary! I wanted to cry!

[ he did cry. ]

[gitalong]

There, there, it's over now.

[ he can pet the floof for proof of that! ]

Besides, that's just why I don't think investigating is scary! If I was ever in that cage... That would be way different!

[ well now he's thinking about it and... hm. this is the worst topic ever. ]

Well, maybe not if Miss 45 did it. Guns are really fast.

[swordflash]

[ he runs his hand over Missile's fur. yes, very therapeutic and grounding. ]

Don't say that! You can't die, and she can't be the executioner. I won't allow it!

[ sweet 45 may be a gun, but being an executioner must be hard. and he doesn't want to imagine the dog as a monster. ]

[gitalong]

You won't?

[ that's so sweet! but also: ]

I don't think it would work if it was the other way around though...