PC: Ema Skye

[unapollogetic]

nat brought us here and now I'm making it everyone's problem....

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week 1, monday

[unapollogetic]

[ this is maybe not that surprising, but should ema find herself looking around and wandering into the library she will find one (1) defense attorney hunched over at a table with a stack of books and ferociously scribbling on several sheets of paper. he's still not fully in vacation mode, but he's at least changed out of his suit and into jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

he also seems extremely hyperfocused on whatever he's doing but also, like, looks extremely annoyed about it. he finishes whatever thought he's jotting down and sits back, rolling out his neck a little before his eyes land on her and he just. frowns. ]

I feel like a vacation with my boss shouldn't count as a vacation. [ hi. he hates it here. ]

[assayed]

[ his outfit is just the same thing but casual, not that ema can say anything because she'll always wear a lab coat if she has anything to say about it. ]

Tell me about it.

[ her boss is also here unfortunately. she comes closer to see what kind of books he's taking notes on. is he being a law nerd or another kind of nerd? ]

At least you don't have to share a room with yours.

[unapollogetic]

[ at least this is before spoon exploded. anyway... he just stares at her for a moment. it means she can see he's pulled a bunch of law texts but also a handful of travel guides and books about technology.

It'll be a miracle if Prosecutor Gavin doesn't end up buried alive in Snackoos.

he's also now imagining having to share a room with phoenix and he makes a face. no thanks. ]

No hope in swapping with somebody else?

[assayed]

Do you think someone would if the rooms are coded to our fingerprints?

[ it's a hand scan, but ema assumes it's fingerprints. she'd consider it, though. ]

No rest for the law, huh?

[unapollogetic]

Maybe, if they also don't like their roommate. [ to apollo, that sounds like a personal problem? just trade and have your roommate open the door. what's the big deal? this is easy for him to say when he's dealing with his roommate fine. then again you could just make a copy of the other person's handprint...? he's not saying this out loud because he knows ema will probably tell him exactly why that won't work. so he shrugs.

annnnnd his eyes drop back down to his work with a sigh. ]

Mr. Wright expects a report by the end of today. [ a little sardonically. he could just not do that, but it's now the principle of the matter. why is phoenix so annoying about these things. ]

[assayed]

I'll think about it if I hear someone else complain.

[ but it's also troublesome to always have to wait on someone to be let into a room.

well, she is almost always on phoenix's side over anyone else's because of history, so she just reaches over to pat him on the shoulder. ]

Good luck. If he's choosing you and asking you do this, it's for a reason.

[ probably. ]

[unapollogetic]

[ good luck, ms. skye. he's not even sure they're going to last a whole night before she kicks klavier out, and he's staying far away from it. he's not entirely surprised she doesn't disagree with what phoenix has asked, but he can appreciate the bit of sympathy anyway.

I can't think of how this would benefit him this time. which is maybe a little uncharitable to think, but he can't help it. the last few months have been... a lot. even if he can acknowledge working under phoenix has taught him a lot and forced him to grow and stand on his own two feet. ]

I kinda thought the reason was so he wouldn't have to do it himself, actually. [ this can also be true. ] But there are some weird things about this place that keep getting weirder. It's surprising we're still alone.

[assayed]

[ will klavier let himself be kicked out is the question.

but both can be true, so phoenix can offload work and apollo can learn more. ]

The moles are a surprise. I don't know if I'd take the Blue Badger instead. [ he is right, though. ] You'd think we'd see some whisper of who invites us all here.

[unapollogetic]

[ probably not, but it's fine. ]

I'm pretty sure they can be equally terrible. [ the blue badger is also creepy, please. ] No signs of who invited us, and no way of contacting anybody outside. Instead it's moles and wild animals and weird potions left out in the open. I can't even figure out where this place is supposed to be.

week 1, sunday

[assayed]

[ forces this pc upon you

they can move away from the bar for once. they don't need to watch the living after execution for a time. she just gestures to the beach since apollo said he likes nature. they can hang out there for a little while. ]

Have you noticed anything strange about the people here?

[unapollogetic]

[ tags this as i freeze outside. anyway he does seem to visibly relax when she gestures to the beach, and he begins to walk that way. let us go...

but he frowns thoughtfully. ]

Well there's a lot of them, for one. But Klavier told me they don't seem to be very helpful for questioning. [ does not register the first name. does not register how his eyebrows furrow further. ] Were they here when you guys arrived?

[assayed]

[ why are you freezing? and klavier? is klapollo happening before my very eyes?

that sticks out to ema, but she won't comment on it. it's not nearly as important to her as everything else going on. ]

They were. The way they act makes me think they've been here a long time or they've been brainwashed.

[unapollogetic]

[ client event but standing outside for four hours :meowno: also stop, he calls ema by her first name?

but thank you for not commenting on it because he'd just yell. as it is, he's already starting to let his thoughts kick into gear as he ventures across the sand, looking for a place to sit. ]

So either they've grown accustomed to what's going on, or they didn't get a choice. [ Does that mean we're about to become brainwashed, too? ] What sort of things have they said so far?

[assayed]

[ free ty from the cold outside. yes, but ema isn't the one who antagonizes him in trial.

she grimaces. ]

Only things about how they love fun and vacation and how to have fun here. They won't say much else.

[unapollogetic]

You're right, that does sound brainwashed. [ great!!! don't mind him as he just sort of drops unceremoniously on the sand, looking at the ocean with an almost-scowl. still... after a few moments he grows a little less tense. ]

... this is a question I didn't want to consider, but are we sure they're real? We haven't seen them glitch, have we?

[assayed]

[ her grimace is worse. that's something she's also considered, but she didn't want to voice it. ]

Not yet. It does seem like it's programmed speech, but if everything here isn't real, what's the point? We should just be left to think we're dead.

[ it's a morbid thing to say, but she likes things to be less fake. ]

[unapollogetic]

It goes back to the idea that maybe we aren't dead, but... [ ... well, about that. ] I definitely remember dying. And I remember seeing you guys die, so how do you explain that?

w2, friday

[unapollogetic]

[ wherever the fuck she is, she's going to have to deal with a tiny stress machine known as apollo justice stomping his way up to her. he's changed outfits since the night before, so he's in jeans and an oversized hoodie with his messenger bag of notes, and his hair's not quite as styled but none of that matters!!! what matters is he looks annoyed. ]

You could have taken me with you last night when you finally snapped out of it.

[assayed]

[ ema still needs to visit klavier to get lab coat and snackoos back, so she's a little more defenseless but also more defensive right now without her two comfort items. otherwise, she's in an outfit that's more to her usual style.

she at least has the heart to look sheepish and apologetic. ]

Sorry. You would have thought I was crazy like everyone else.

[ never mind that she was so overwhelmed by her memories all coming back and her mortification that she didn't know how to think in general. ]

[unapollogetic]

[ he's not even really angry with her, this is more out of his own embarrassment. it was overwhelming to be slammed into with such a force and all of his memories dumped back in his head, not to mention all of the memories from when they weren't themselves. much to think about... ]

... yeah, okay, I would have. That took way too long to wear off. [ there's a pause though, and his agitation fizzles out slightly as he looks at her with slight concern. ]

Are you okay? It wasn't great from my end.

[assayed]

Realizing you died a second time isn't any less weird than the first. I kind of don't want to see the others for a while.

[ out of embarrassment but even if she has the underlying desire to prove herself to others, this isn't the kind of thing she can get indignant and angry over to willpower over like any time klavier makes a fool of her in court.

but at least apollo understands this particular kind of mindfuck. ]

How are you? Did you do anything after I left?

[unapollogetic]

Yeah, I can't decide if this was a better or worse way to go. [ he says this factually but he's very much still not entirely cool with dying multiple times. it's a lot to process when you are, essentially, a normie. ] I don't know about you, but I don't really plan on telling anybody how this happened.

[ not only because they died because of their own damn hubris, but it's also just a lot to process. drowning is scary no matter what. but then she asks that and he sort of blinks. ]

No. [ that. was way too fast of an answer. ] No, it took a longer for it to wear off for me and I left pretty much right after. Nothing happened.

[assayed]

[ both of her deaths were incredibly stupid, but at least apollo was a victim of someone else in his first one. still not great either way. she makes a face. ]

If anyone asks for details, I'm saying there's none to share.

[ it won't be a total lie because she doesn't want to share.

she peers at him suspiciously. that no was way too fast. ]

If I were you right now, would I see anything?

[unapollogetic]

Good plan. [ he will stick to it! she does not have to know that someone already decided they just drowned but made it sound sadder than it is and he did not correct them because he was a pod person.

anyway, he just huffs and looks elsewhere. ]

No. [ if she were him she'd probably notice the way the tips of his ears are red and he looks faintly annoyed. ] Like I said, when it wore off I left. I don't know what happened at the party after that.

[assayed]

[ when being a pod person saves you once again but for a different reason

okay, but she doesn't need to be a pod person to see he isn't making eye contact with her. she doesn't need to b a psychologist to analyze this body language. ]

We both know you're a horrible actor, but you can keep your embarrassment this time. I also ran off as soon as I could.

[ she is throwing rocks from a glass house even though he was around to see all her embarrassment. ]