[WEEK 3, FRIDAY POST-INVESTIGATION: Akira]

[spinatalltale]

[it's a few hours after the investigation, and Magilou is-- well. THERE'S STILL A BIG CAT IN THE LONGHOUSE!!]

[. . . but she hasn't entered the building yet, instead sitting outside on its porch, book propped open on her knees. it's not an uncommon sight for her on Fridays, and honestly? Akira is more familiar with it than most]

[her expression is blank when he first approaches her, distant and lost in thought, but she seems to jump back to reality when she notices he's nearby. and then-- she grins]

Hey.

I wanna pet the cat again.

[#priorities]

Comments

[jokered]

Rude.

[spinatalltale]

Thems the breaks, bucko. I think you'll survive.

[how do they always manage to go from talking about something serious to. . . this]

[jokered]

[because they know how to get serious when they really need it.]

That's probably tough to say around here. Might not.

[spinatalltale]

[. . . and they're back to things being serious]

Yeah, yeah. Always gotta ruin the mood by reminding me that people are dying, huh?

[jokered]

Someone has to keep you grounded sometimes.

[spinatalltale]

Do they, though? I like it much better when I'm floating up in the clouds somewhere. The view is awfully nice.

[jokered]

We need you down here for at least one day of the week, you know.

[spinatalltale]

. . . which day of the week is that?

[investigation day? trial day? execution day?]

[jokered]

Probably trial day. But any one day in general, I guess.

[spinatalltale]

I feel like I was pretty grounded today, all things considered.

Tomorrow I'm going back to the clouds.

[jokered]

Maybe I'll attach a string to your ankles like a balloon so you don't float away mid-trial.