[log] Noisy Black, Part One [closed]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: anyone who signed up for the Noisy Black event
Location: an office building
Date: Morning and Day 260
Summary: You wake up in a room.
Warnings: nothing of note for this part, please note any specific things that happen in the comment sections of your posts

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[warriorscribe]

Drugging us and plying us with comfort and food. I want to bring this out to everyone. Or bring everyone in. And yet...

[He stretches.] If not for the smell of someone cooking over there, I feel as if I could sleep here a few hours more.

They want something from us. But they were never so kind to their captives, or at least we've never seen evidence of such.

[Despite the unsettling subject matter he sounds perfectly content. Like they could be discussing any number of mundane things that aren't being drugged and/or bribed.]

[darkincrement]

[ His attention stays on the eyes. It reminds him of the dorms he found before with all the bodies. ]

Everyone wants something. [ Plopping down to start getting into one of the cookies he's procured. ]

We're already willing to stick around even without the additional comforts. There's probably more to it.

[ But he's too busy enjoying the cookies. ]

[warriorscribe]

You're certain of that? We haven't exactly seen this place without the clean beds or warm food.

[His stomach audibly growls. All it's been given for the past five days are granola bars, standard starting rations, and unpleasant beef jerky that tasted more like pure salt than meat. That is fresh meat being cooked up over there and why isn't he investigating it?]

...Speaking of which, I'm not sure I can go without, suspicious or not. Perhaps we can open up this place later for everyone to partake.

[He stands, and for a moment has a very acute moment of being unsettled by the domesticity of it all. No bulky layers, sheltered perfectly from the weather outside, a gathering of content people and cooking food.

He looks back at Vanitas.] ...You know, friend - [as he doesn't know his name] - I can't tell what we ought to be worried about more: that this feels safe, or that "safe" is something to be worried about.

[darkincrement]

I'm not usually swayed by such amenities.

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I'm not usually swayed by such amenities.

<small[ He gives a thoughtful look for a moment or two. Crossing his arms as he looks around. ]</small>

Both sounds right. <Small>[ He then gestures to the kitchen. ]</small> Better hurry. Might not be anything left after they get through. <Small>[ They as in America and his hungry hungry hamburgering ]</small>