[ our location(s)..... jolyne is just plopped down wherever, maybe near the capsules and is sipping from a can of beer from her dumb can stockpile. when she sees chiemi though, she does lift a hand and wave. ]
Hey. How're you doing after getting to meet our weird masked leaders?
Hey. [ frowns as she kind of takes note of how she looks shaken. then again, like, someone's been mcmurdered so she gets it. ] Yeah, apparently so. Someone got up to some real s@&$ while we were asleep.
... Kind of freaked out, I guess, between suddenly getting locked in somewhere, and now... this. I was with Rocket-san last night—it's weird to think that he's dead now, you know?
... Mm. It's not like I thought that this place would be safe or anything, but my guess would've been more like... a monster attack or something wild like that.
Not—well, this feels like a... "normal" murder? As weird as it feels to say that.
Yeah, I was kinda thinking more like... at worst Godzilla, you know? I mean people kept talking about cats in trees and now...
[ she just kind of mulls that over and lifts a brow up on that last bit. mostly because she's not sure how to understand that? just a small tilt of the head. ]
I dunno. Just... it's kind of like reading about a random shooting in the newspaper, you know? The kind of thing where if the entire situation wasn't so weird and if I was just back home browsing the internet, I probably wouldn't have thought about anything if I'd read about it besides, "oh, that sucks."
[ makes a :nyeh: face in agreement because god this blows. instead of being just Some Random Murder though now it's rocket, and a bunch of people are kind of hurting because of it. she nods though. if this were normal, hearing about some guy getting killed in a city feels pretty on brand. crime's all around. ]
They hit up a lot of places by the sounds of it, he had some kinda of crazy night. The casino, the café... what the h#$@
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Hey. How're you doing after getting to meet our weird masked leaders?
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Hey, Jolyne-san. [...] Wild night, huh.
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Hey. [ frowns as she kind of takes note of how she looks shaken. then again, like, someone's been mcmurdered so she gets it. ] Yeah, apparently so. Someone got up to some real s@&$ while we were asleep.
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Chiemi... You doing okay?
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I didn't think it'd hit so close to "home."
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Not—well, this feels like a... "normal" murder? As weird as it feels to say that.
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[ she just kind of mulls that over and lifts a brow up on that last bit. mostly because she's not sure how to understand that? just a small tilt of the head. ]
What's that mean exactly...?
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They hit up a lot of places by the sounds of it, he had some kinda of crazy night. The casino, the café... what the h#$@