screwthatnoise

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A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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I'd hope you weren't.

The room is quiet—you can almost make out a whimper, not coming from anyone around you, presumably.

[he pauses, and slowly steps towards the darkness]

Hail...?

The temperature drops when you step into the darkness. Naoto used a glowing thing that brightened the room, but it's still cold where you stand. Off to the side a couple people seem to be investigating a disturbing scene hanging from the ceiling—a stuffed animal with a noose pulled tight around its neck.

Just then a familiar laugh rings out.

"What do you think you're doing? ♥"

... Go away, Zwei. I don't want to talk to you.

"You say that as though an echo would be interested in talking to you either. That was the bear, you know. Making such frightened little sounds..."

Her words trail off into a fit of cackling. You sure do amuse her for some reason!

[about how tall is that ceiling... Could an RPG character feasibly jump and cut it down]

If you'd like to risk damaging these floors further when you land, you most certainly may!

But... maybe it's best to wait and see what those turqs are up to. Besides, Zwei doesn't seem to be done with you just yet. In fact, a black, shadowy hand grabs your ankle.

"Hey now... it looks like we have a few new people here... should I use you as an example, Emil? ♥"

[he looks down at her shadow hand]

No. Let go of me, Zwei. I told you, I don't want anything to do with you, you already have way too much influence here.

The grip tightens.

"And do you think... Echo wants anything to do with you? And don't you think, that someone like Echo, has too much influence, too?"

By now the others have gotten the doll down, and it looks rattled—like it's a living thing! Imagine that.

I don't think she wants anything to do with me, but saying she has too much influence makes no sense.

Let go of me.

Hard, sharpened nails start digging into your leg.

"What is control over a body that isn't hers—oh! That's right! That's too much influence!!"

She deserves this body more than you do! Let me go!

[he yanks away-- and if you don't let go, he's going to try and chop your hand off >(]

The grip isn't about to let up. In fact, it seems intent on pulling you—

But the freed bear, though limbless and otherwise helpless, cries out for Zwei to stop. And at this, Zwei gives an amused chuckle. Suddenly the hand retracts back into the walls, and Zwei coldly comments.

"...now really isn't the best time, is it. ♥"

[he puts his sword away. I'm not playing your games, Zwei >(

A-Anyway, t... time to examine the bear. Maybe I can help him...]

Are you alright?

The bear may have tried to help you there, BUT IT'S FROZEN IN FEAR.

I mean it. The poor thing is trembling at the sight of you.

[he stops-- and oh.]

Let me... at least fix your arms and legs.

[retrieve from inventory: knitting needles and yarn.]

It cries out dramatically, trying to wobble it's currently bean-like body away.

"N-no—! Those won't make me happy! I don't think it would, especially... from—!"

The bear gasps and stops itself from going any further. It's clearly realizing how overboard it's going, you are evidently making it uneasy, boy.

... From me?

I think it's silly to not accept help from someone you don't like. Help is still help.

But... what would make you happy?

The stuffed animal is hesitant.

"I-I don't dislike you... but this..."

It's hard to find the right words, but it looks down at either side of its body, at its limbs.

"They did this to me. Partially because of you, right?!"

It takes a deep breath.

"And... what makes me happy is a safe place to be happy in. My friends make me happy, too."

... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that to you... But I can fix it, and I can keep you safe until we find a good spot.

"I don't know..."

The bear seems hesitant, but it's not resisting.

I promise-- you have my word.

[he settles down next to Janta, and starts knitting. This... is going to take a bit, because he isn't fast-- but he can make rudimentary arms and legs, and fill them with excess yarn to give them some stiffness. Attaching them is harder-- but he fashions a type of hook so that they can attach where they're supposed to be.]

The stuffed animal looks around hesitantly. Over the course of this knitting adventure you'll hear laughter from around you—Zwei, of course.

Can I put them on you?

[HE'S POINTEDLY IGNORING ZWEI, BECAUSE SERIOUSLY, SCREW THAT CHICK.]

please don't screw her

The bear nods... it's quiet, a little unsure and, well!

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