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[buttsinattheend]

Characters: Willard, 3-04 roommates, anyone
Setting: Aforementioned room, later floor ten
Format: Starting with action, but whichever
Summary: Taking care of a cat.
Warnings: Currently N/A


[The joy of pet ownership. He went looking for a certain someone before doing anything else when he arrived, which is coming back to bite him. Literally--as soon as he opens his trunk, all hell lets loose. Whatever the process of packing the trunk and moving it to the room entailed, the fairly big gray cat inside didn't enjoy it, nor is she okay with it taking him probably an hour or two to rescue her. His clothes she was sitting on are partially shredded, still wearable if only because the fabric is tough.

He tries to coax her off whatever the highest surface in the room is, to much hissing and sulking.]

Diana. Come on. I'll make it up to you.

[Normally he'd let her tantrum herself out, but he has roommates now, it seems. It'll be his fault if she ruins anything that's not his. Including limbs.]



[Later...

Hm. Free fish. And they're technically within his reach, although he's tried just sticking an arm in and grabbing one and it went about as well as you'd expect. This is a conundrum; Will has no idea how to fish. It's not like he has the equipment for doing so conventionally. He's also not sure that's physically possible. He's sure as hell not getting in there and taking a swim.

He's slowly coming around to the opinion that being here is mildly annoying.]

Comments

[titties]

[ Battler watches him for a moment before chuckling a bit. But, what's with this guy, anyways... ]

You could jump in, you know. They might be wa~ay easier to catch like that!

[buttsinattheend]

[Huh. Even Battler's here. Will hasn't actually met him before, but.]

Sorry, don't wanna get my only change of clothes wet. Why don't you? You've always struck me as a good samaritan.

[titties]

... Sorry, but isn't this the first time we've met?

[buttsinattheend]

Met, yeah. But unless I'm mistaking you for Battler, your reputation precedes you. I'm Willard.

[titties]

... Reputation, huh?

Guess I'm a lot more famous than I realized, hihihihi! It's a pleasure, Willard.

[buttsinattheend]

Same. If we ever have the free time, let's get together and talk mystery.

[titties]

Sounds good. Feels like it's been a while since I've been able to discuss stuff like that outside of a fight. Though, it's not like I'd back down from something like that here, either.

[buttsinattheend]

No rest for the wicked. I can't even get too much of a break, and I'm retired.

[titties]

And then you were taken here, huh? Yeesh, talk about harsh.

[buttsinattheend]

It's probably better than where I was immediately before.

[titties]

I'm almost afraid to ask, but... where were you before?

[buttsinattheend]

Bernkastel.

[Yeah that's not really a place, but it should stand alone as an explanation.]

[titties]

... Wait. How much do you know about Rokkenjima? Though, if you know about me, I guess I shouldn't be a bit surprised. Still, now she's causing trouble outside of Beato and my game?

[buttsinattheend]

Yes and no. She picked out an unusual fragment she wanted to stir up trouble in, and she dragged me into it because she needed an outsider detective.

...I also got to skim a few of the proper gameboards, to answer how much I know about Rokkenjima. They're not half bad as mysteries go.

[titties]

... I see. So, you've probably seen all of Beato's games. But... that leaves me curious.

What was waiting on the other fragment? [ he doesn't need to ask what bern might have had planned. he already has an idea of it ]