ludger

[bakaomi]

A MEME WILL GO HERE

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week 2, monday

[bakaomi]

[ outside in the east wing, taka is mostly just walking to find something to do when he sees a familiar figure.

he pauses, when he realizes who it is because ah that sure is one of the people he hugged.

hm. ]

[chromatized]

[ ludger is in much more cheerful spirits since, yay! his brother's not dead! so it doesn't take long for him to notice a lingering dweeb. ]

Takaomi! What's up?

[ hm what hm why is there any need for a hm. ]

[bakaomi]

[ hm

it's funny when you're the only one awkward in a situation because the other person didn't find anything weird ]

... congrats on your brother.

[chromatized]

[ what's there to be awkward about? :) ]

Thanks! I'm just glad Love and the other gods were able to do something in the end.

[ even if he's pretty sure he's landed himself in debt again... ]

And I owe you a thanks, too. So thank you.

[bakaomi]

[ he blinks in surprise ]

Why...?

week 4, monday

[chromatized]

[ after the smiting of the stupidest murderer ever and the introduction of the hosts of the week, everyone scatters to check out their new digs. ludger, on the other hand, takes the opportunity to trail after takaomi to the west wing. at the first opening, he'll snag taka by the elbow and pull him into a deserted side cave. ]

Sorry, but I really need to talk to you.

[bakaomi]

[ i can't believe he just got kidnapped ]

What is it?

[chromatized]

[ i can't believe ludger successfully kidnapped someone. ]

I know which faction killed Fortune.

[bakaomi]

[ well that definitely grabs his attention. his initial look of confusion turns into something more serious ]

Which one was it?

week 4: sunday

[chromatized]

[ WELP ludger's vaguely looking for taka, in that he's walking all over the temple, poking his head into rooms, and carrying a bowl of soup.

hot soup.

so when he finally pokes his head into the game room to see the object of his search, he breaths a sigh of relief. at last, his fingers are saved... ]

Hey, I was looking for you. Hungry?

[bakaomi]

[ oh

soup ]

... is that hot.

[ his fingies ]

[chromatized]

Yes, very.

[ :( ]

[bakaomi]

Let's put that down.

week 5, friday

[bakaomi]

[ a few hours after the announcement, takaomi will track ludger down

sadly he does not come with soup. ]

... hey.

[chromatized]

[ it's fine if there's no soup, taka. the soup is eternal, they can have more later. flavored with tears. ]

Hey.

... the trial is going to suck.

[bakaomi]

Yeah, it's... going to be pretty bad.

[ this was a blow in more ways than one. ]

[chromatized]

I feel bad for hoping there was only one killer, but... it would make things a lot easier.

[ multiple murderers... are bad for the brain cell ]

week 6, monday

[bakaomi]

[ shortly after the location change, takaomi is going to go track ludger down, wherever he may be. ]

Hey.

[chromatized]

[ let's say he's in the east wing, looking vaguely distressed over a vase that probably cost more than his entire apartment building. the word VICTOR is still emblazoned on his face, dark and bold. ]

Hey, you need something?

[bakaomi]

Yeah, I-- ...

What are you doing?

[chromatized]

[ 'wondering the best way to sell a painting from here and use it to pay off my debt.' ]

... Admiring the, uh, art collection. And how much of it there is.

week 7, wednesday

[bakaomi]

[ it's sometime in the afternoon when takaomi goes to track ludger down.

when he spots him, he.. doesn't go to him right away. he mostly just deliberates for a second before finally sighing and walking over. hey. ]

[chromatized]

[ ludger had been staring up at the stained glass in the west wing, absently thinking about... something. maybe the best way to incorporate tomatoes into a tart. but he's not so far gone that he doesn't notice takaomi's approach. ]

Hey, what's up?

[bakaomi]

Still mostly exploring. I've spent more time in the east wing, so...

[ because fancy hotel that would normally cost $$$$$ to stay in but it's FREE here ]

[chromatized]

It is pretty nice, but it's too fancy for me. Besides, if we were back home, I doubt I'd be allowed to breath the air in the lobby, much less stay there.

[ the tragedies of being POOR and BROKE ]

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