Round 4 PC post with Dazai

[guileturncoat]

Dazai's quarters can be found in the studio building. It's one of the doors off of the main hallway, not far from the stage itself. The door itself is labeled with his name. Most of the time it is unlocked, but he does lock it at night or when he's with someone else.

There is an open parlor area, with a couple couches and a low table. Off to one side of the room is a taller table with some booze bottles on it, all still mostly-full. On another wall is a door, which presumably goes to another part of his quarters, maybe his bedroom? And there is also a table and desk chair to one side, which appears to be a working space. All of the walls are lined with bookshelves, which are full of countless books.

Feel free to knock, or walk right in if the door is open.

Comments

[darkova]

[He snarls- if there's any indication it's fake it's almost impossible to tell. Ingway is a good actor, after all]

Do not play games with me, Dazai.

[He's not sure what the thumbs down was for- for him to drop the subject? That something was going to happen tomorrow? Better to prod and try and get more information]

[guileturncoat]

[Unfortunately, 'Doezai' has never been that good at sending coded messages. Something is bound to get lost in translation here. 'Don't worry, I'm totally lying my ass off for the camera, everything will be fine' probably shouldn't be sent as a thumbs-down anyway.]

Or what? There's nothing you can do to stop it. Everyone has agreed to the sleepover, and the most you could choose to do is to not come. But I get the feeling you will be there anyway, hmm? It wouldn't due to have one of the few anti-tiger safeguards not there.

[darkova]

[Ingway makes a noise in his throat- like he's considering spitting on Dazai's desk]

I'm sure the Foundation never considered the risks of sending a shapeshifting beast somewhere with the full moon so close. Thank the Heavens we have someone like you to keep him check.

[His tone drips with cruel sarcasm]

[guileturncoat]

You're right, they don't think of things like that. Luckily they managed to stumble into a good resolution in this case.

...Or maybe they did it to lull you into a false sense of security, who knows.

[Spit away, Ingway. It's for good show.]

[darkova]

[... he totes spits on his desk. Gross. At least he avoids papers]

Oh, I know how they play very well.

[guileturncoat]

[Thnx for not spitting on his papers, Ingway.]

Then you should already know what you need to do.