Event Two.

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Dust if you must, but bear this in mind, Old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go, as go you must, You yourself will make more dust!

t hasn’t been long since you’ve arrived. The dust has settled, so to speak. And there is… a lot of dust. The town is in disrepair. Some efforts have gone into making it a bit better, but it’s going to be a lot of work, there’s no denying that. There are only a few livable buildings right now, and even those are prone to letting the rain in, or missing stairs to the clearly present second floor, floors crumbling or creaking. So it is that after a week or so to get used to their new living quarters.... There’s finally activity on the forum. Activity that doesn’t come from any of the people living here. There’s a stickied forum post, and in it, a single post, from a user FFFFFF: All-endearing cleanliness, Virtue next to godliness, Easiest, cheapest, needfull’st duty, To the body health and beauty; Who that’s human would refuse it, When a little water does it? Requirements: Everyone They only have a bit of time to try to figure out what, exactly, it wants from them -- and then things begin to happen. Welcome to Awash's first event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[worlds]

[... They're talking about Minato, he figures. It's hard to tell at first, when so much of that could apply to him as well—but it comes down to the nuances. There'd be a different choice of words if this were about him.

Still, it's unpleasant to listen to. Better off for Minato that he can't hear this.

Ouni closes his eyes. He doubts he'll fall asleep, but maybe pretending as if he can will help him ignore the voices, and the words not meant for him.]

[messianic]

[Weird, those similarities, right?

Still, Minato remains quiet, snoozing away for a bit--until a stiffer breeze blows through, and then he sits up blearily, rubbing his arms.

Blergh.

He's still half-asleep, give him a moment, Ouni.]

[worlds]

[Sure, whatever. He'll just continue sitting up here, pretending to be asleep. Or something.]

[messianic]

[Minato rubs an eye, and sighs.]

Ah... they're still talking.

[Wow.

... He looks up. And blinks...]

... Ouni-san?

[worlds]

[Yo.]

Took you long enough. Someone could've come along and killed you in your sleep.

[messianic]

[......... th....anks, Ouni. Minato blinks awfully placidly in response to that knowledge, and finally offers up:]

I guess I'm lucky it was you who found me instead, then...?

[worlds]

I could've killed you.

[messianic]

[ok]

But you didn't, so it's fine.

[Honestly...]

Is that something that was on your mind, though...?

[worlds]

What would be the point?

[messianic]

To... killing me?

[???]

I really don't know, honestly. I kind of hope there isn't a point to doing that.

[worlds]

[well i mean

as far as people back home are concerned there'd be a lot of merit in killing ouni, on the other hand, so you never know??]

Yeah. You're probably too pathetic for it to mean anything.

[He doesn't even mean that in a particular mean fashion?? Just that, you know. Minato's kind of... Minato.]

[messianic]

[UM........]

That's...

[Wow.]

I don't really know if there's a point to killing anyone, really--there's no good reason for it, anyway.

[worlds]

[...

Ouni just kind of scoffs but doesn't say anything—but really, pffft.]

[messianic]

[...]

Ouni-san... what do you mean by that?

[worlds]

[He just has a dry smile on his face now, thanks.]

... I mean you're an idiot.

[messianic]

[...Huuuh...

Well.

He won't argue it.]

... Maybe that's true.

But I still don't see...why anyone should be killed for any reason.

[worlds]

Doesn't mean much when the rest of the world doesn't see things that way.

[messianic]

[He's... really not sure he likes where this is leading.]

Ouni-san... are you referring to...

[... yourself?]

[worlds]

[mmmmmmmmmm guess who's not answering that.]

[messianic]

[The silence is heavy enough to be an answer all in and of itself, really.

Especially with the things Ouni has said before. About being surrounded by enemies... about probably not having anyone he'd consider a friend dragged here with him...

...Hm.]

Your life, too. No matter what anyone's said, or tried to do... your life is precious too, Ouni-san.

[worlds]

[...

He just lets out a quiet heh.]

Doesn't matter. I'll deal with anyone who suggests otherwise.

[And by "deal" he means "probably murder", but. Anyway, it's easier to be ruthless than it is to talk about feelings.]

[messianic]

["Deal with" sounds so ominous, but also...]

... Have you had to do that before?

[worlds]

Do you really want to know?

[messianic]

Yes. I really want to know.

[Firmly, and simply.

He wouldn't have asked otherwise!]

[worlds]

[He smiles, dark and mirthless.]

And if I told you that I've killed people—and that I'll do it again?