[He probably still has no idea Hobo Dad is deaf, it's hard to keep track of the people who aren't burning or stabbing themselves or walking into things (or yelling really loudly like a 98-year-old grandpa into an old rotary phone). But it's fine!!]
Ha... Hahaha... I don't think a lot of us saw something like this coming. I don't even -- know what this is, exactly. What happened out there? Where did they take that...?
[Is he still in denial about the rampant lesbophobia in this joint. Probably. It's not fine, also, probably. Subete isn't any less lost at this point -- wherever they are, it's probably not where he was trying to go. But he's just going to. Lean on this wall for a second.]
[Runs!! His hands down his face!! And then claps them over both cheeks, even if Phoenix can't hear he can probably see the abrupt and rather enthusiastic motion of Subete slapping himself out of being a disaster -- or at least less of one.
He kind of knows where he is, and he can see, and everything, so that's going to have to be enough for now.]
Ahh, if she could see me now she'd yell at me. Both of them. [softly muttered to himself, so sorry Phoenix, he's just monologuing for a sec here] It's fine, it's fine. I just... I'm still not sure what happened? They dragged... it was Tenoh-san, wasn't it? She was gone before I had a chance to figure out what was going on.
[Yeah, for all his efforts he still has no idea what the fuck is happening.]
[All of the adults here are pretty calm in their own ways.... It's hard to know whether to call it reliable or just -- well, who knows. Subete isn't going to begrudge them their apparent ability to roll with the punches, same as those of his own age group who are either a little too enthusiastic or a little too not enthusiastic about all of this.
But. He shakes his head.]
It's hard to know whether to trust them or not. The house staff. Of course they're only technically serving us, or -- stopping us from wrecking the whole house. But what else can we do...?
[Good thing it wasn't much of an execution! Downside: that probably means a lot more people with actual appetite if they managed to stay upwind of Hunter's zombie stink, so Subete is skedaddling from the Hunter reunion pile as quickly as he can to get ahead of the crowd. Probably. Maybe it's just his regular kitchen raid, you never know.
At any rate, he's currently poking around in the pantry; it's not unusual to see him in here, and it's even less unusual to see him distinctly not bothering to cook, he's just rummaging through all the snack packages and sweets and whatnot. There's some quiet grumbling about the lack of this or that favored dry snack, but that's really it.
Eventually he has a handful and just kind of slows down and stands around staring blankly at shelves, probably lost in thought. There's just a lot to think about this weekend?? Don't judge him for his meditation location. Or do, he ain't the boss of anyone.]
[Can't believe he's just out here hanging out with peckish old men over snack foods. (Again.)
Subete definitely jumps at the tap on the shoulder with a squeaky sort of not-quite-yelp, and then he gives Phoenix a huffy sort of look, but it spins back down to sheepish by the time he's realized that he tried to set up shop in the pantry like some kind of............ pantry rat. Ahem.]
Wh-- You scared me, Wright-san.
[Apparently he only gets oji-san on special occasions.]
Uh, was I in your way? Here-- [he's just going to scoot out of the pantry with his stash of goods, which is probably just some sweets again because while he gets three square meals a day like a person who has never contemplated going hungry he's still got his vices] Don't mind me.
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WEEK 0, POST MOIDAH
[ please be kind to dad he is deaf. ]
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Ha... Hahaha... I don't think a lot of us saw something like this coming. I don't even -- know what this is, exactly. What happened out there? Where did they take that...?
[Is he still in denial about the rampant lesbophobia in this joint. Probably. It's not fine, also, probably. Subete isn't any less lost at this point -- wherever they are, it's probably not where he was trying to go. But he's just going to. Lean on this wall for a second.]
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[ he only got about half of that, but he seems pretty rattled, so phoenix is going to give him a moment. ]
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He kind of knows where he is, and he can see, and everything, so that's going to have to be enough for now.]
Ahh, if she could see me now she'd yell at me. Both of them. [softly muttered to himself, so sorry Phoenix, he's just monologuing for a sec here] It's fine, it's fine. I just... I'm still not sure what happened? They dragged... it was Tenoh-san, wasn't it? She was gone before I had a chance to figure out what was going on.
[Yeah, for all his efforts he still has no idea what the fuck is happening.]
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That's right. Happened pretty fast, too.
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But. He shakes his head.]
It's hard to know whether to trust them or not. The house staff. Of course they're only technically serving us, or -- stopping us from wrecking the whole house. But what else can we do...?
Week 2, Post-Execution
At any rate, he's currently poking around in the pantry; it's not unusual to see him in here, and it's even less unusual to see him distinctly not bothering to cook, he's just rummaging through all the snack packages and sweets and whatnot. There's some quiet grumbling about the lack of this or that favored dry snack, but that's really it.
Eventually he has a handful and just kind of slows down and stands around staring blankly at shelves, probably lost in thought. There's just a lot to think about this weekend?? Don't judge him for his meditation location. Or do, he ain't the boss of anyone.]
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[ he gives him a minute or so. ]
[ then taps him on the shoulder. ]
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Subete definitely jumps at the tap on the shoulder with a squeaky sort of not-quite-yelp, and then he gives Phoenix a huffy sort of look, but it spins back down to sheepish by the time he's realized that he tried to set up shop in the pantry like some kind of............ pantry rat. Ahem.]
Wh-- You scared me, Wright-san.
[Apparently he only gets oji-san on special occasions.]
Uh, was I in your way? Here-- [he's just going to scoot out of the pantry with his stash of goods, which is probably just some sweets again because while he gets three square meals a day like a person who has never contemplated going hungry he's still got his vices] Don't mind me.
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[ .... ]
Something on your mind?
[ phoenix could not help but notice how he just stood there for like five minutes ]