XXI † Orpheus (
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You guys ever have one of those weeks? Where Murphy's Law becomes godly and everything that can go wrong does. And HOW.
Which might be part of the reason he's half-asleep on the table, one arm hanging off the table and the other one being used to bury his face into. And even without that, it's easy enough to notice it looks like he hasn't slept in... well, a week. But it seems more like a physical inability to rest rather than any conscious effort on his part.
Of course, anyone with the eyes for it could notice that he's supporting another soul on top of his own, which probably isn't helping in the least. But it probably answers why he's been missing for a week. Or seems completely inclined not to move from his spot half-sprawled on said table. Or why all of the demons have given up on moving him from there.
Maybe you'd have better luck?
Which might be part of the reason he's half-asleep on the table, one arm hanging off the table and the other one being used to bury his face into. And even without that, it's easy enough to notice it looks like he hasn't slept in... well, a week. But it seems more like a physical inability to rest rather than any conscious effort on his part.
Of course, anyone with the eyes for it could notice that he's supporting another soul on top of his own, which probably isn't helping in the least. But it probably answers why he's been missing for a week. Or seems completely inclined not to move from his spot half-sprawled on said table. Or why all of the demons have given up on moving him from there.
Maybe you'd have better luck?
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Yes sir.
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Mn. [And back to headdesking. Hit me when you get back.]
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When he does come back, it's with 2-liter soda bottles, some donuts, chips, all that good stuff. Hell he even threw in a cheeseburger. Setting it all on the table, he grabs a soda and sits down.} There...
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Sits bolt upright. Blinking owlishly as his eyes drift back to Souji. Stare. ... Sigh, hunching over the slightest bit now that he's no longer spastic.] ...How did you even carry that much?
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... Prompt the smaller Orthus hiding there now.} I had help.
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Thanks.
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Mn. [And silence. Pah who needs small talk.]
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... Been a while since we did something like this. {Well remember who can't stand silence in large amounts? And by this he refers to having a meal with teacher with no one hounding them, not the whole 'fak your soul someone's soul hnngh' situation.}
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Ah well. Sips soda again before speaking. Totally composed after genociding half the snacks on the table.] It's a nice change... But how long was 'a while'?
[You'd fail at measuring time too if you passed out for weeks at a time.]
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Taking a moment to think about it, he's running through the time you've been gone, spent here in the Velvet Mall or with Thanatos doing only Elizabeth knows what along with the lessons you've pushed back.}
... Five years? {We love you teacher but holy crap.}
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I see. I'll just have to be more brutal with my version of you. [You say you want all your lessons on a timely basis? We shall deliver. And HOW. And don't worry, those donuts will be maimed soon enough. Just watch.]
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