kenkou team post

[suplexer]

Who: Kenkou and visitors
When: Post fear game
Where: Kenkou dorm
What: Post-game recovery
Warnings: PTSD, abusive parents, death, memory loss, and more!

[ how are the sickies post-game? ]

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[suplexer]

[ It all feels a little too much like the first day, with everyone doing their best to pick up the pieces after being put through something awful.

Except... there are lasting effects, now. Tifa's doing her best to avoid the glimpses of Sephiroth in her peripheral vision, and it helps if she just rests her eyes. So that's what she's doing as she curls up on one side of the couch and tries to decompress. She's not asleep, just... resting.

There are bowls and plates of food that she's brought back from the cafeteria, as well as some hot drinks. Rice porridge, soup, mac and cheese, and other comfort foods are there for people to grab as needed. Along with some tea. She made sure that was all in place before allowing herself to rest, it seems. ]

[beathollow]

( she seems to be the only person not hallucinating actively, so even if occasionally her posture jerks more like a mariontte, she's running around getting food, tea and coffee, but..

eventually, one might hear the soft sound of crying from her bedroom.

... but after midnight, you might hear a frustrated, furious yell- )

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

[suplexer]

[ It's a terrible feeling, to be crying all alone. Tifa doesn't think that anyone should have to go through that. So, after only a moment of consideration, she raps lightly on the door.

... And then realizes that Snowdrop can't actually reply and let her know if it's okay to come in. Hmm. ]

[beathollow]

...

( after a moment, the door is opened and she steps aside to let tiger lily in. she's holding the rabbit tight and close, eyes puffy and red. ... ah, she'll need something to write with...

her lyric notebook sits on the desk. she'll just have to use that. )

[brokenlance]

[Dimitri moves through the space like he's the only real person here - everyone else is simply a specter, not actually real. When his eye catches one of them, he looks away quickly to try and focus on something else.

It means he doesn't have to keep up the pleasant and polite prince act anymore. He's distant, morose... sometimes just stares at nothing.

...He's borrowed a book on Japanese folklore from the library. That seems to be his new focus right now.]

[beathollow]

( she knows he sees her as a headless corpse, so she tries to stay out of sight now. but azure may find a tray of food and a mug of tea by his side at some point. )

[brokenlance]

[...food and tea appeared.

it's strange. his other ghosts never reached out like this. was something about kenkou different? did they not hold the same resentments, because they were not betrayed? it really feels like these ghosts care for him... strange as it is to think.

he'll have to read up on this more. for now, he eats and drinks.]

[suplexer]

[ He's definitely still acting off, treating them like they're not really there, as if he assumes they're already dead. It's hard to know what to do about that, and sometimes her attempts to get his attention are completely ignored.

When she spots him with the book, though, she tries to sit by him to express an interest. ]

... Have you learned anything in there?

[ Please, just talk to her. ]

[brokenlance]

[at first it doesn't seem like he's going to answer. he's too engrossed to be distracted by the voices of ghosts. but then, it seems like he reached a stopping point - some kind of conclusion, that makes him put the book down with a contemplative look.]

I had no idea the nature of spirits in Japan was so different. I was remiss in not studying them sooner.

[he's still not looking at her - Dimitri talks like he's thinking out loud to himself.]

SUNDAY

[beathollow]

( snowdrop isn't expecting much as she walks out this next morning. something meager to force down for breakfast, perhaps an opportunity to check on the others...

but there's things on their table again.

a dull spark of hope lights up and- )

Ah!

( to some it might not mean much- just a slab of dark glass framed with metal and a plastic case. but... to snowdrop? it's a lifeline. snowdrop picks up her phone, and-

... it works. there's nothing wrong with it at all, it's even fully charged. she can't help but sigh in relief, holding it close. )

... Thank goodness...

[suplexer]

[ Tifa also hadn't thought too hard about whether or not there would be any rewards for what they went through, but when she steps back into the dorm after her morning training (that Sephiroth had continued to haunt, but at least she had been alone), she finds Usagi, clutching onto... ]

Oh! Is that a phone?

[ It's kind of shocking that a normal high school girl would have one. ]

[beathollow]

Huh? ... Oh, yes. And it's repaired... I'm so relieved.

( she has no idea why this would be a big deal. i also don't. i haven't played remake yet- )

[presgarddihellis]

[polite knocks some time after the cave trial thing.]

[beathollow]

( zzzzzoh shit a person's at the door.

...

she'll get it then, though it's very obvious she just woke up... )

... Hello?

[presgarddihellis]

[something weirdly familiar about this guy with black hair and brown eyes but sharp features. also voice familiar except lower timbre.

also, Katsumori? colors? on his uniform?

but he's holding out a bag of cafeteria food.]

Hello.

Please ensure that those who can't leave the dorms easily remember to eat today.

[suplexer]

[ Oh, a visitor! Tifa is quick to open up the door. ]

[presgarddihellis]

[weirdly familiar looking dude except definitely not anyone she's met before?

except he does sound familiar, also. just. lower timbre of voice.]

Apologies for disturbing any rest.

[he comes bearing bag of cafeteria foods]

[brokenlance]

[man it's convenient that ghosts can open doors too]

Oh. Hello.

I... don't believe I've made your acquaintance.

[presgarddihellis]

... no, I don't believe you have.

I'm another face of Miskatonic Smith's from Katsumori. Do call me Arkham Raven when I have this face, however.

knock knock

[moonfeather]

[Fio thinks, that perhaps checking in on some of the people she's started to become acquainted with will help keep her illusion plagued mind off of, well, the illusions. She couldn't be the only one suffering after their tests of courage and she's leaned heavily enough on her teammates.

Outside of Kenkou's dorm, there is the sound of someone running real fast and then a harried knocking on their door. Said person also sounds out of breath?]

Re: knock knock

[brokenlance]

[Dimitri opens the door, looking slightly feverish and a little wobbly]

Brisa? What brings you here?

[...and why are you out of breath?]

[suplexer]

[ Hearing the panicked knocking, Tifa immediately rushes over. She knows that there are still ghosts in the halls and all over the school, and the dorms are one of the only reprieves from them.

So she flings the door open, then motions the Yakuyoke girl inside. ]

Quickly!

at some point after a shiawase visit

[brokenlance]

[Dimitri shuffles back to the dorm, looking... well, like he wanted to sink into the earth and disappear forever! And he actually looks around the room, for people!

People who... m...ight be alive!!

Goddess please kill him now

He presses his hands together awkwardly, to try and keep them occupied while he attempts the impossible: stringing together a coherent series of words. He's trying not to wring them, but they go through several gestures - clasped, steepled, fumbling together. Just as he fumbles over his apology.]

I... have perhaps been made aware... that is to say, I have subjected you all to a grievous error - one of... presumption. And as a result I have acted in a manner which has been inconsiderate and... troubling.

...I have no defense for myself in this matter. Even putting aside the circumstances, I allowed my mind to be twisted, and for that I can only beg your forgiveness.

Re: at some point after a shiawase visit

[beathollow]

( the moment she saw the door open and the flash of blonde hair, snowdrop had ducked into hiding- she can't bear to keep hurting him with just her visage, after all. but she listens quietly, wringing her own wrists together awkwardly. )

... You were... under the effects of the test's curse. It's not your fault.

( she's not standing up from where she's ducked into the kitchenette. not yet. she remembers every flinch, every pained word and sound, the heavy heart. ... and she remembers trying to tell him futilely, every time. but... )

You were grieving. ... You still are grieving.

[suplexer]

[ When Dimitri returns, Tifa isn't really sure what to expect. The members of Shiawase had told her they would try to get through to him, but it's not like she could be sure that would work.

So when she steps out of her room to greet him, it's with some uncertainty, her hands clasped in front of her.

Though while he still barely seems capable of looking at her, this time it appears to be out of embarrassment rather than because he thinks she's dead.

She heaves out a breath. ]

I'm glad you know now that we're okay. Are you still seeing the injuries on us...?