PRIVATE CONFLICT: BABO KIM

[madburnout]

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WEEK 2 - POST INVEST

[madburnout]

[What up.

Wherever you are, my dude, Lio is strolling right on up. Crossing his arms? Always so business like.]

You weren't in the library last night. You are almost always in the library.

[oathic]

[hi lio.]

Did you miss me?

[madburnout]

[ ARMS STILL CROSSED. ]

It was unusual without your presence.

[oathic]

Aw, so you did! I'm honoured.

[madburnout]

Where were you?

WEEK 2 - POST TRIAL

[madburnout]

[Whatcha up to, Babo Kim. You chillin'? Lio's on the HUNT for him at some point.]

[oathic]

[he's probably chilling somewhere, yes, since he figures people are going to hunt him down!! like lio!!!]

Hey.

[madburnout]

. . . You had to tell him about the can exploding?

[NOW HE WILL NEVER GET HIS HAIRSPRAY FLAMETHROWER.]

[oathic]

[WHY IS THAT WHAT YOU START WITH]

You should practice fire safety!

WEEK 3 - TUESDAY - MEM SHARE

[madburnout]

[WHERE YOU AT MY DUDE

Guess you've got no choice in the matter. Lio is getting more and more frustrated the longer this day goes on. You never realize how close you stand to people when you're all cramped up in a house together. Even a large one? He almost just runs into Babo Kim when he tries to find him - dodging at the last second.]

Watch out.

[oathic]

[who the heck knows but uh—]

Whoa! What's the hurry? Something chasing you?

[madburnout]

[He-- well, he starts to respond, but it seems the thing he was running from is the Weight of Memories. Also the fact that apparently everyone here is gonna see his Traumas.

In fact, Babo Kim will experience one now! For your viewing pleasure.

hm.]

[oathic]

[hm!

he pauses, and then—]

... You were frozen, Lio? Honestly, I feel you. Being frozen sucks.

WEEK 3 - POST TRIAL

[madburnout]

[Listen, Lio's kind of a dumb shit - so. He'll probably wander the wholeass house looking for this dude before he figures out, oh yeah. He's probably in his room. So it might be kinda late? Pounding on the door eventually though, insistent. Open up you nasty het.]

[oathic]

[...

he doesn't move to open it yet.]

Who is it?

[though the aggressive knocking gives him a good idea tbh]

[madburnout]

Lio Fotia.

[Memorize it!!!!]

Open the door.

[oathic]

[fiiiine.

agni does so!]

What is it?

[asked perfectly casually, as if NOTHING happened at trial today.]

WEEK 5 - MONDAY

[madburnout]

[Well, he's seen him hangin' in the Drawing Room, so at some point during the day popping in to see if Agni is chillin' in here. Sitting across from him, hands folded in front of him.]

. . . Agni.

[well.]

Do you prefer that? I guess I never asked.

[oathic]

[agni is in fact chillin' here, doodling on a piece of paper with his uninjured arm.]

Hah, a lot of people have asked me that. I don't mind whatever people want to call me.

[madburnout]

I suppose, but you must have a preference. You are allowed to choose your own name.

[What a weird hill to die on, Lio.]

[oathic]

... I dunno what to tell you, but it really makes no difference to me.

WEEK 5 - POST TRIAL

[madburnout]

[Well Lio's just . . . stalking around outside, getting that pent up adrenaline off, when he spots Agni by the sunflowers. Wasn't that guy supposed to take a nap.

Well. Wandering over, arms crossed. He doesn't say anything for a minute.]

[oathic]

[agni is not, in fact, taking a nap. instead, he's crouching by the sunflowers, looking sad.]

Don't suppose there's any way to save you guys...

[when he realizes lio's there, he glances at him and. well, i would be lying if i said he didn't manage to look even more tired at the sight, before he turns back to the trampled sunflower patch.

he's not going to run, at least, even if he can't say he wants to talk to lio (or anyone) right now. he knows he doesn't have the right.]

[madburnout]

[He's been thinking about this. So. Giving his Prepared Speech.]

. . . You could have told me. You could have told Akira too. We were immune, so your plan would not have been blown. We could have helped - at least to try and do something. Maybe we couldn't have been awake, but something.

[oathic]

... Mm. That was my bad. [he smiles wryly, staring at the sunflower patch.] I suppose I've forgotten how to ask for help.

[he's always been alone, after all.

it would be a different story if more than one person could've stayed up, because then he actually would've asked lio, but since that wasn't the case... yeah.]