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WEEK 6

the pygmalion. . .

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WEEK (6)

monday - thursday

(31) survivors

Sunday's trial was only mere hours ago, but you find yourself faced with a new week on The Pygmalion. When you awaken, you will find the ship restored to its previous state, all areas interfered with during the murder looking mostly the same as they did before. Along with this, it appears there are new areas opened on the ship. It seems you have more exploring to do. The robot in the cafeteria has prepared another breakfast of various foods.

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[There's relief in his expression. Not having gold eyes is on his wishlist this week, but with that now he's more interested in where Adam's looking. They're both great at deflecting but it continues looping back anyway.]

Oh yeah? Then what are you looking for right now?

[ Now Adam looks back at him and narrows his eyes in a way to keep focused. ] I'm not looking for anything. [ Which is true. This is just what he does when he's afraid, become distant and blank. ]

The same thing is happening to me as it is to you. I thought—maybe it would be better if we weren't alone.

[...part of him feels kinda bad. Kind of. At the end of the day he really is a fan of self-preservation, but he'd already promised himself he wouldn't screw up and ditch another kid. Again.]

Yeah. Guess that's what partners do, right? [Sigh. The vent is so comfortable...he's fairly reluctant to leave, but:] You coming up or am I coming down? Because if it's the latter I'm not staying out in the open for long.

Do you really think I'm going to climb into the vent with you? [ Good try, Luke. He's moving away from the vent to coax him down. Sort of like a wild animal. ]

What do you think's gonna happen out here?

Well, I can't really kill you this week. [Just pointing that out. He's not exactly moving just yet and he doesn't answer, but he does gesture for Adam to move. Once he's out of the way, a few items fall out of the vent. First it's a pillow. Then it's a couple of books. Then it's a tablet. Then it's a couple of empty disposable coffee cups. There's the sound of metal scraping against the vents as he sheathes Backbiter before he carefully worms his way half out of the vent. He's still checking to make sure nobody else is around.]

With you? Not much. [He can still take on Adam if he absolutely had to.] With other people? Maybe something but still not much. But if a bunch of us aren't sleeping, it's paranoia week all over again. I'm not taking my chances of looking like someone's delusions or getting in the way of their sleepwalking or fits or whatever. [And he mumbles under his breath:] I didn't die to go through that again. [And out of the vent he jumps, landing on his feet in a crouch next to Adam before he calmly begins to pack everything up.]

[ Adam watches everything fall out, still wishing he was in the mood to laugh. Next week, he notes, will make fun of Luke so much. ] I don't think I would have fit.

[ He understands that, but he's also pretty sure everyone's been holing up in different places. ] I'll protect you. [ Said with some irony, but if he's protected he'll at least make sure no one he likes dies. ] I bet I can even take a bullet for you. Anyway, I'll go where you want as long as it's not in a vent.

[Rude. But he knows...being made fun of for hiding in a vent in inevitable.]

...probably not. I barely fit. [Once everything's packed up in the pillow case he gets to his feet, looking around the storage room again.] How much do you wanna bet that the next murder weapon isn't a gun? Let's not test the theory just in case it doesn't work. [He frowns in thought.] If I go back to my room now, I'd have to get kicked out really early in the morning to follow their 12 hour rule. Could always go back to the viewport but that's still pretty wide open, too. [...hm.] Wanna head down to the archives? May as well see if there's anything useful down there I missed.

Guess we should hope no one took Carta's gun. [ Please. But luckily, Luke is talking to a nerd so he's all too happy to go to the archives and leads the way. ]

Have you eaten anything else today? [ As he's munching on the Ritz still. Not offering any. ] We could order a pizza and camp out until late. We might be able to avoid the investigation altogether.

Where does all of the evidence get stored after the trial anyway? [For once he's following instead of leading, casually ignoring the food question. Thanks for taking his snack, jerk. But he can always request another box from another robot.] That's not a bad idea though. I'm getting a little bored with investigations by now.

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In a room we can't access, maybe. Or they're destroyed unless someone takes it first. [ He looks back at Luke. ] Aren't you a thief? Try grabbing something some time. [ Excellent advice. ]

I'm not really excited about the idea of finding a dead body anymore, no.

You were excited in the first place? [It's another shitty joke, but hey. At least he seems to be more normal even if he's gripping a sparkly pink compact in his hand. That is excellent advice and he ponders for a moment.] What makes you think I haven't taken things already?

Every kid thinks being a detective would be cool. [ Until you end up on a murder spaceship and start cutting open corpses.

He eyes the pink compact for a second, figuring that's the mirror he was talking about. At least he has no shame. ] You haven't shown me anything, which I think is an unfair secret to keep. I'm sleeping over in your room tonight. [ To root through his stuff. ]

…guess that's fair. Might've preferred that after a while. [The point of the heart compact is digging into his palm but he's not embarrassed in the slightest. Luke Castellan has run out of fucks to give when it comes to making sure he's still "normal." However, he rolls his eyes.]

It's sort of funny how you think there's actually room in my room for another person. [It's not a "no", but just sayin'. Also don't be nosy, Adam, that's Luke's job.]

Pretty sure each room has two beds. Or is that where your swords sleeps? [ He's not having it today, Luke. ] If you don't want my protection tonight, you can just say so.

[A grin. He's not confirming or denying that. However…] …fine, fine. I'd have to be an idiot to say no to that when we know what tomorrow is. Two of the people in my block have been killed already anyway.

You would be an idiot. Those are pretty bad odds. [ But that does make him feel better. He still isn't sure if Luke wants him around or not.

Once they get to the archives, he goes to where he last left off reading. ] What did you find in here? All I got were memes.

I mean one was the girl from the first week and then Kazuma, so...[A shrug. Those odds can't be too terrible.] Stick around however long you want, I guess.

[And into the archives, Luke's following and holding that pillowcase like he's Santa Claus and Backbiter's on his back.] Why is everybody finding memes? [A sigh.] I started reading about history if you really wanna know. Wars and stuff like that. They say that history repeats itself, so I'm hoping to maybe get an understanding of what might've inspired all of this.

[ Adam hums because that's an interesting point. He's read more about the politics, but he's neglected any wars. ] You think this could be a result of a war? Maybe a way to see if wars are obsolete, like if people can get along in harsh circumstances.

[ Now he's going to look for more history. After a moment, he glances over at Luke. ] You can put that down, you know.

I don't know about that, exactly, but it could be the result of what Alice and whoever thinks caused a war. I'd put more money on seeing if we can get along in the worst circumstances. Most wars start because two sides don't agree with something, right? The longer all of us are locked up on this ship together, the more we're gonna end up divided as things keep getting further and further ahead.

[He blinks, obediently putting down the pillowcase but keeping Backbiter with him. It's enough of a show of how exhausted he is that he actually listens to part of that request.] Marinette kept reminding me that this whole thing's an experiment, but I still feel like there's more to it.

[ It is very concerning when Luke doesn't argue with him. Adam is pretty used to not sleeping, so it hasn't been too terrible on him, but he does look a little worried. At least he's not totally blank anymore. ]

Do you think so? I feel like people have been getting closer the longer we're here. Sure, there are some people who will never get along, but it's human nature to seek out others. What makes you think there's more?

[For a while Luke was used to not sleeping. And then Luke died. And now Luke's back and sleeping was kind of okay and now this again so yeah, being tired and also by nature of his ADHD he's only partially paying attention even as he starts to wander to sort through some books.]

Past experience? Realistic thinking? Take your pick. [He makes a face as he picks up a book, thumbing through it without really reading.] No matter how close people are, there's always going to be something that will change their minds. And if it were an experiment...it means there's already a set pattern and we haven't figured it out yet. Doesn't it?

[ Adam is always willing to believe the most pessimistic view, so he thinks Luke has a point even if it's depressing. Definitely what they need right now, being more depressed. ]

Beyond the pattern of weekly murders? There's a pretty strict structure going on. We can only access certain rooms, we have rules, we have the same amount of time between murders and trials, similar incentives to kill every week. There might also be a control group, depending on what the third parties are. It isn't complete chaos.

[#friendship. He knows Adam has a point though.]

At least chaos was easier for me to deal with. In case you haven't noticed I'm not that great with analytical thinking. [Which is also a lie, seeing how he can be sort of useful during trials.] I know we keep talking about the third parties but...what does that really mean? Just somebody who might be running around telling people where other people are? Spies? Whoever's killing people who abstain from voting?

[Yeah, he's mostly spinning in circles with a bunch of thoughts. But it's better than dwelling on the motive.]

I haven't noticed, because you seem pretty good at coming up with ideas, Castellan. [ More exasperated like don't dumb yourself down because I'm onto you. ]

It's possible they're responsible for those deaths, but the AI seems pretty upset whenever it happens. I think there are at least a few different roles going around. Most likely spies... Ever since the first trial, I've been wondering if there's people who are trying to get us off track. [ He gives Luke a wry, tired smile. ]

Kazuma actually suspected you when I talked to him about it. It could be he was one of them.

[Adam needs to stop actually being right, it's very unnerving. Of course, the other unnerving thing is what he said after that.]

Kazuma thought I was actually part of this? [There's an irritated noise.] I'd like to hear his logic for that one. But you're right. When Dave, Roxy and I found Todd Alice didn't know that the doors to the cafeteria were blocked. Either she's a real good actor, or she really didn't know what was going on. [He pauses then, looking over his shoulder briefly even before lowering his voice.] ...and just so we're clear, if you did know something about a third party you'd tell me, right?

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