[So here's the thing. The lube is mostly fresh still, weirdly, and Minako's making some progress dislodging it with window cleaner so good job girls!
On the other hand, Tonbo's going to feel a light pressure on his face and find his vision suddenly blocked. Likewise, he's going to feel a slight rub of something like a cloth on his body in the same location he's working on, not to mention the sudden but subtle dampness on his front.
[ if tonbo's not going to say anything about it she's. just going to follow minako's lead and get all the goop off first. let's make the spear less shiny and glistening.
spritz spritz scrub scrub. i hope we all decided he doesn't need to be stitched up. ]
[ rub a dub dub in the creepy murder closet, this is fine.
but yeah, unless Tonbo does something, she ain't gonna notice shit. unless if it's corpse!Tonbo's incredibly slow, almost deathlike breathing rate or. anything in that vein. ]
[ the irony of being technically last is no one gets to hear his quiet noise of alarm when his vision blacks out. good thing he did that? nice going, him.
it's probably not until he stumbles back, hand going to his eyes that it's even noticeable. just ignore the slightly panicky breaths happening under his fingers ]
[The cut's there but he's not bleeding or needing stitches stop, be nice to Tonbo. I say, as this is happening. The girls are working on their cleaning and the longer they touch and scrub at the body the more pressure points Tonbo will feel in each space their hands are. It's itchy, probably, in the way that clothes can be and also a little slimy and the scent of windex is wafting into his nose even if he can't see still.
Likewise, the longer they go about cleaning and uncovering some wounds, they may look up and notice very light coloration appearing on Tonbo's neck in the same spots as on his corpse. Tonbo himself will also feel a bit of a soreness to his front.
Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Tonbo?]
[ and by 'was' i mean german for what, not past tense of to be. anyway, that'll definitely get her to wait, at least, pausing in the middle of cleaning off the portion of chest she's on, but
hm. ]
Wait, is it... reflecting over to you...?
[ they. they still need to get out of this room. um. ]
[ please leave the sheet and his dignity be, minako.
meanwhile, despite his eyes still covered, his nose crinkles and sneezes a little at the sudden whiff of windex. is it from minako now or minako then? we just don't know. ]
My vision. It's gone dark.
[ he removes his hand, squinting like it's going to help but alas no dice. if he rubs at the sudden wet spot on his alive and talking self is that gonna do anything? ]
I don't know if it's because of.... [ gestures vaguely in front of him. he's probably pointing to a bucket ]
[Rubbing at the sudden wet spot on his alive self means it's smearing on his dead self so yes, congrats, they are connected! It seems as though there's something binding the two Tonbokiris together.
[ oh no, it's more metaphysical bullshit, isn't it. anyway, hm. ]
... I suppose it'd be a bad idea to continue doing anything to that body until we figure out how to ... break? Sever? Whatever connection exists between you and it. [ since the weirdness only started happening when they started working on it. ] Should we remove the cloth? That should make it so you can see again, right?
[ where's akechi's chainsaw when you need it. all right, let's skim those shelves again, are there any conspicuous sharp things or are they going to have to wave their own sharp things around in the air like idiots.
or are they just going to have to keep cleaning the body which may or may not end up (re?)killing tonbo, it's fine? ]
[ Minako doesn't even wait for Tonbo to say yes or to no 45's question - she just turns and pulls the towel off. no more blind debuffs for the spear(s?)!
she'll also take the opportunity to try checking under the table. is there anything distinctive about the table? or anything useful under it? ]
... Before Anaido-san and the others found the Memorial Hall, they had to go through a set of puzzles, and recreate Tsurumaru-san's death. Tomioka-san and the others had to... set something on fire, right?
[ is there some pattern she's missing that might give them direction...? ]
[ it’s fine the less tonbo sees of this the happier he is. which is why he continues squinting even when the towel is removed, definitely not wanting to face the horrors of the situation just yet. it's fine he'll just be here, low-key freaking out, letting the girls do all the work for now.
especially after minako reminds him of what occurred in the memorial hall.
but he’s shaking his head before he even realizes it, absolutely wanting all cost to avoid That Place again, heart pounding in his throat at the idea. ]
If we- if we could avoid that. Perhaps there is just something else we just haven’t noticed yet?
[Well, there are some sharp things like paint removing tools and the like, so that's a possibility? As Minako looks around and under the table, she'll find something taped to the underside that when pulled away appears to be a scale in the likeness of Tonbokiri's face.
At least Tonbo can see! He may feel himself jostled as Minako very subtly moves the table to grab the sheet under it, so that tie isn't severed yet. The longer exposed though, the darker the bruise grows on the corpse and begins to spread over the true (?) Tonbokiri.]
Flayn passed out during their excursion, so she didn't know how their group got out. Lili isn't fond of me, and I didn't get a chance to speak to Yin Yu. As for Giyuu's group- I don't know that the fire was set on purpose. When I spoke to Shinobu she made it seem more like it was an accident, but...
[ well minako, better get that scale out and get tonbokiri to stop? hiding away his pain? i guess??? if that's what's going on here because 45 is pretty sure none of these are Akechi's metaphysical chainsaw. alas. i mean, she'll come back with some of those paint removing tools, just in case, but they're probably not what needs to be done here.
can't believe tonbo needs to perform a rendition of let it go to not become a corpse. ]
[ Minako's voice drifts out from under the table. she sounds a bit distracted ]
Oh that's true, and neither Tomioka-san nor Shinobu-san seem like the type of people to cause one accidentally on purpose... Anyways, I think I found something! It's a-
[ she stops, grunting as she scraped away the tape holding the scale up. stupid tape, stupid short nails. ]
-a pain scale, I think? Hang on, I've almost got it-
[ when she pops back out again, scale in hand, she'll flash it at both her teammates, but especially Tonbokiri. it's "his" body in the table, after all, it's likely centered on his feelings. ]
Tonbokiri-san, how would you rate your pain at the time those injuries occurred, and how would you rate it now?
Yamatonokami said similar to me. Something had completed the matter for them.
[ tonbo's going to conceal don't feel so hard he's returning to his blade the minute all of this is over. feeling what's happening when he's standing away from it but also holding his bladed form is a weird loop of Too Much Feeling but Not Enough Feeling(?) but in the wrong way. how confusing. ]
Eh? I don't- [ do you think swords understand a pain scale? ] What does that even mean?
[It means that since they've centered on the problem, a bit, the bruising spreads more on the real Tonbo and begins to lessen on the corpse itself. What does that mean, Tonbokiri?
The longer they linger, however, Minako will begin to find small bruises blossoming on her body as well, along with indents in 45's. That's probably not good.]
It means be honest about how bad those injuries are, or were, and how they made you feel at the time- or even now. No nonsense, just rate it on how bad you think it was versus how bad it could've been.
[ or just pick some faces and go with it, tonbo, because she is absolutely charging you for repairs if this keeps up. not this decay and damage business again!! ]
[ well, he certainly didn't like it, trapped in a place where he could only watch as things happened to him. ]
That final week..... all of it happened because of the demon in my skin.
[ the panicky wide eyes of being trapped seem to trigger something, and he takes a step back away from everyone, clutching onto his spear as if to ward off everything between them. ]
Every action, every injury. It happened to me, but it was not because of me.
[ there's that disconnect after all. the memories are there, as vividly as if it happened to him and yet, every last one there is someone else directing his actions. of course, he would have unresolved trauma. and that's not even getting to nikkari's final cut (which is debatable if he actually felt or not) done so lovingly, yet hurt the most.
he shakes his head, wrenching himself out of his spiraling thoughts and looks down at his corpse(?) Is he to exchange places with the body on the table? Do they wish for him to suffer another death? (speaking of are those bruises starting to ache?) ]
But what is the purpose of remembering what is not mine? There was nothing I could do about any of it.
[Those bruises are starting to ache on all three of them, the body on the table beginning to pale and drain of its color. But as Tonbokiri speaks honestly and answers Minako's question, the dull pain begins to siphon out and drip from all three of them slowly like drops of water. No, literally, it's physical droplets running down their arms and their chests toward the floor.
[ ... all those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain, huh.
she's going to make a final sweep of the room, being cautious of the water. anything out of place, anything on the walls, behind the shelves, keys or- something.
tonbokiri looks like he needs a bit of space anyway, and minako is the emotionally competent one here. maybe they'll figure out what to do with the body. (is it draining of color like a corpse would, or is it like, straight up going grey like something else is going on here?) ]
[ she'll approach, slowly, ready to step back at any sign of unease ]
If it still bothers you, then I don't think you can just ignore it and hope your feelings will go away. Something awful did happen to you - and just because you might logically know you couldn't have done anything, doesn't stop the 'what if's.
[ but this isn't really the place to dig into that, is it? Minako sighs a little, before trying for a sympathetic smile ]
I think you should talk to someone about this - it doesn't have to be me or anything. But your thoughts, your feelings about all of this... They do matter. And however you feel about it - it isn't wrong either.
[ he lets minako approach, forcing himself to be stronger than these feelings gripping him. ]
I only wish to move past this. Talking of it only hurts those I tell.
[ the true crux of matter is he has- he did tell someone. that's the worst part. these feeling has corrupted a part of him and no matter how much he does, how much he says, he can't remove the stain. ]
As weapons, we faced the possibility of breaking every time we went into our battle with our masters. I don't understand why this one haunts so deeply.
[It's draining like a corpse would and there's nothing else unusual in the room except for Tonbokiri and his own issues. Minako's helping, of course, and the girls will find their bruises and dents starting to appear in more prominent places.
Perhaps the true reason it's haunting is because of the finality of it, and the slow trickle of blood from the living Tonbokiri's chest begins to appear in a thin line over the bruising.
Why does this one haunt so deeply, Tonbokiri? What made falling in battle different this time than last?]
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On the other hand, Tonbo's going to feel a light pressure on his face and find his vision suddenly blocked. Likewise, he's going to feel a slight rub of something like a cloth on his body in the same location he's working on, not to mention the sudden but subtle dampness on his front.
Hm.]
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spritz spritz scrub scrub. i hope we all decided he doesn't need to be stitched up. ]
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but yeah, unless Tonbo does something, she ain't gonna notice shit. unless if it's corpse!Tonbo's incredibly slow, almost deathlike breathing rate or. anything in that vein. ]
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it's probably not until he stumbles back, hand going to his eyes that it's even noticeable. just ignore the slightly panicky breaths happening under his fingers ]
Wait- there's something.... [ wrong ]
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Likewise, the longer they go about cleaning and uncovering some wounds, they may look up and notice very light coloration appearing on Tonbo's neck in the same spots as on his corpse. Tonbo himself will also feel a bit of a soreness to his front.
Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Tonbo?]
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[ and by 'was' i mean german for what, not past tense of to be. anyway, that'll definitely get her to wait, at least, pausing in the middle of cleaning off the portion of chest she's on, but
hm. ]
Wait, is it... reflecting over to you...?
[ they. they still need to get out of this room. um. ]
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Tonbokiri-san?
[ she turns, mid-spritz. sorry Tonbo, now you've got some cleaner on your actual body.
... she does not think to remove the towel yet. sorry. ]
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meanwhile, despite his eyes still covered, his nose crinkles and sneezes a little at the sudden whiff of windex. is it from minako now or minako then? we just don't know. ]
My vision. It's gone dark.
[ he removes his hand, squinting like it's going to help but alas no dice. if he rubs at the sudden wet spot on his alive and talking self is that gonna do anything? ]
I don't know if it's because of.... [ gestures vaguely in front of him. he's probably pointing to a bucket ]
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Tonbo also continues to be left in the dark :(]
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... I suppose it'd be a bad idea to continue doing anything to that body until we figure out how to ... break? Sever? Whatever connection exists between you and it. [ since the weirdness only started happening when they started working on it. ] Should we remove the cloth? That should make it so you can see again, right?
[ where's akechi's chainsaw when you need it. all right, let's skim those shelves again, are there any conspicuous sharp things or are they going to have to wave their own sharp things around in the air like idiots.
or are they just going to have to keep cleaning the body which may or may not end up (re?)killing tonbo, it's fine? ]
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she'll also take the opportunity to try checking under the table. is there anything distinctive about the table? or anything useful under it? ]
... Before Anaido-san and the others found the Memorial Hall, they had to go through a set of puzzles, and recreate Tsurumaru-san's death. Tomioka-san and the others had to... set something on fire, right?
[ is there some pattern she's missing that might give them direction...? ]
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especially after minako reminds him of what occurred in the memorial hall.
but he’s shaking his head before he even realizes it, absolutely wanting all cost to avoid That Place again, heart pounding in his throat at the idea. ]
If we- if we could avoid that. Perhaps there is just something else we just haven’t noticed yet?
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At least Tonbo can see! He may feel himself jostled as Minako very subtly moves the table to grab the sheet under it, so that tie isn't severed yet. The longer exposed though, the darker the bruise grows on the corpse and begins to spread over the true (?) Tonbokiri.]
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[ well minako, better get that scale out and get tonbokiri to stop? hiding away his pain? i guess??? if that's what's going on here because 45 is pretty sure none of these are Akechi's metaphysical chainsaw. alas. i mean, she'll come back with some of those paint removing tools, just in case, but they're probably not what needs to be done here.
can't believe tonbo needs to perform a rendition of let it go to not become a corpse. ]
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Oh that's true, and neither Tomioka-san nor Shinobu-san seem like the type of people to cause one accidentally on purpose... Anyways, I think I found something! It's a-
[ she stops, grunting as she scraped away the tape holding the scale up. stupid tape, stupid short nails. ]
-a pain scale, I think? Hang on, I've almost got it-
[ when she pops back out again, scale in hand, she'll flash it at both her teammates, but especially Tonbokiri. it's "his" body in the table, after all, it's likely centered on his feelings. ]
Tonbokiri-san, how would you rate your pain at the time those injuries occurred, and how would you rate it now?
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[ tonbo's going to conceal don't feel so hard he's returning to his blade the minute all of this is over. feeling what's happening when he's standing away from it but also holding his bladed form is a weird loop of Too Much Feeling but Not Enough Feeling(?) but in the wrong way. how confusing. ]
Eh? I don't- [ do you think swords understand a pain scale? ] What does that even mean?
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The longer they linger, however, Minako will begin to find small bruises blossoming on her body as well, along with indents in 45's. That's probably not good.]
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[ or just pick some faces and go with it, tonbo, because she is absolutely charging you for repairs if this keeps up. not this decay and damage business again!! ]
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still, there's an emotional competent to this scenario? unacknowledged feelings, residuals... ]
... Tonbokiri-san, do you have any regrets? Or- or things about this you don't like thinking about?
[ she indicates the (much less) battered body on the table ]
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That final week..... all of it happened because of the demon in my skin.
[ the panicky wide eyes of being trapped seem to trigger something, and he takes a step back away from everyone, clutching onto his spear as if to ward off everything between them. ]
Every action, every injury. It happened to me, but it was not because of me.
[ there's that disconnect after all. the memories are there, as vividly as if it happened to him and yet, every last one there is someone else directing his actions. of course, he would have unresolved trauma. and that's not even getting to nikkari's final cut (which is debatable if he actually felt or not) done so lovingly, yet hurt the most.
he shakes his head, wrenching himself out of his spiraling thoughts and looks down at his corpse(?) Is he to exchange places with the body on the table? Do they wish for him to suffer another death? (speaking of are those bruises starting to ache?) ]
But what is the purpose of remembering what is not mine? There was nothing I could do about any of it.
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Watch your step, fam.]
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she's going to make a final sweep of the room, being cautious of the water. anything out of place, anything on the walls, behind the shelves, keys or- something.
tonbokiri looks like he needs a bit of space anyway, and minako is the emotionally competent one here. maybe they'll figure out what to do with the body. (is it draining of color like a corpse would, or is it like, straight up going grey like something else is going on here?) ]
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[ she'll approach, slowly, ready to step back at any sign of unease ]
If it still bothers you, then I don't think you can just ignore it and hope your feelings will go away. Something awful did happen to you - and just because you might logically know you couldn't have done anything, doesn't stop the 'what if's.
[ but this isn't really the place to dig into that, is it? Minako sighs a little, before trying for a sympathetic smile ]
I think you should talk to someone about this - it doesn't have to be me or anything. But your thoughts, your feelings about all of this... They do matter. And however you feel about it - it isn't wrong either.
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I only wish to move past this. Talking of it only hurts those I tell.
[ the true crux of matter is he has- he did tell someone. that's the worst part. these feeling has corrupted a part of him and no matter how much he does, how much he says, he can't remove the stain. ]
As weapons, we faced the possibility of breaking every time we went into our battle with our masters. I don't understand why this one haunts so deeply.
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Perhaps the true reason it's haunting is because of the finality of it, and the slow trickle of blood from the living Tonbokiri's chest begins to appear in a thin line over the bruising.
Why does this one haunt so deeply, Tonbokiri? What made falling in battle different this time than last?]
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