[001] - Written (fail lock away from the Bloody Roses)

[thefoglies]

I have a pressing issue that I have been struggling to find an appropriate answer to for some time. Sadly, the one I would normally propose such questions to is incapacitated at the moment, and is the reason for such concerns to begin with.

[He's also the one that she would have trusted to help her figure out how to do filters and locks and the sort with. Unfortunately, everyone gets to see her question:]

What is the appropriate human response when one suspects one's crew mate of wrong doing?

[Bloody Roses, three guesses whom she's referring to, though you won't need all three.]

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[Action]

[thefoglies]

[She could deal with the talks when they came up; right now, she was much more worried about his well being. Izanami let out a breath, sitting down beside him.]

Child, it is difficult enough for me to sleep at night.

[Sleeping was too... peaceful, quiet; too much like death. If she was supposed to be "alive" here, she really didn't want the reminder.]

Please allow me one less thing to worry over.

[Action]

[callmewhateveryuwant]

[He doesn't want to and by agreeing, he felt like he was giving up. But both of them would be at it all night if they could. And most likely would. He couldn't help but sigh , attempting not to pull the cover up over just to make her happy.]

...if it's one less thing then.

[Action]

[thefoglies]

[It was a rare thing, but a faint, gentle smile came to Izanami's face. After a moment, she rested a hand on his shoulder.]

There is no need for you to be stubborn over everything, child. The more you rest, the sooner you will be away from here once we reach port.

[Logic: she does have it! She lingered for a moment, before finally standing and going to leave.]

[Action]

[callmewhateveryuwant]

[He couldn't say much more as she left the room. Whatever it was, it left a bad taste in his mouth for some reason. Why was it that everytime he tried to do something nice in his mind, he gets bit in the ass?

And only with her. Ugh, seriously.]

[Action]

[thefoglies]

[On the other side of the door, Izanami paused... before letting out a breath as she leaned against it, covering her face with her hands. Such a frustrating child... just like...]

...I swear, you created that boy for the express purposes of torturing me, Izanagi.

[She finally moved away then, going to find some place else to sit with her journal.]