[He is snooping around the doors of all the rooms, now in this outfit rather than the fancy suit. He has two gun holsters on his thighs, and there's a single gun in one of them.
Sheila will get a nod of greeting with his chin whether she is also snooping, going in or coming out of her room.]
[Sometimes, you watch a guy pull out a gun because he didn't want to strip and that does not scream emotional openness.]
... Yeah, I get that. He didn't seem like bad guy at all. [She sighs.] It sucks that he had to go through all that yesterday, and then not even twelve hours later, got killed by someone who may or may not be possessed.
Well, I woke up with one this morning. And I don't know what it means either. So I guess maybe we both did or said something that didn't pan out? Or, someone's playing a prank.
I think so, but it could have just been two. Yoo said he got his there, I'm pretty sure. I woke up here with mine, too.
[He sort of shrugs with his hand.]
I thought maybe it was voting, but if people are getting them elsewhere then... maybe it's only a reminder from this shitty hotel that we're messing up.
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w0, sunday
Sheila will get a nod of greeting with his chin whether she is also snooping, going in or coming out of her room.]
Yo.
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Hey! Settling in alright? [A quick glance at his blatant gun holsters.] Huh. So, someone's working on deterrents right out the gate.
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Came with the room. [So it sounds like he is settling okay.] You?
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Settling in okay. And also, feeling kind of ripped off and maybe insulted? There's a laptop in my room but it isn't even the real deal.
w1, friday
like he's in an angry hurry. There he go...]
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Sheila watches him speedwalk his way into the courtyard when she makes her way out of one of the nearby rooms... and follows? Sir, you good?]
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He pretty much stalks along the statues, pauses long enough to punch one solidly with his fist, then starts stalking back.
But he freezes when he sees Sheila.]
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... I was going to ask if you're okay. But the answer seems a little obvious now.
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Yeah.
[He really has no excuse when she just saw him punch a stationary object!]
I’ll live at least.
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[She is assuming the answer is No, but.]
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He glances down at his hand and flexes it slowly.]
Just pissed. He was one of the least annoying people here, me included.
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... Yeah, I get that. He didn't seem like bad guy at all. [She sighs.] It sucks that he had to go through all that yesterday, and then not even twelve hours later, got killed by someone who may or may not be possessed.
week three, monday.
Jason! You got a minute? I have a question for you.
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He acknowledges her, but doesn't get too much closer. Just enough to hear her.]
Uh--sure? What's up?
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But Yoo and the others had one when they came back from whatever adventure they were on that time.
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[She frowns, thinking...]
Well, I woke up with one this morning. And I don't know what it means either. So I guess maybe we both did or said something that didn't pan out? Or, someone's playing a prank.
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[He sort of shrugs with his hand.]
I thought maybe it was voting, but if people are getting them elsewhere then... maybe it's only a reminder from this shitty hotel that we're messing up.