[ well. tsuru is opening the door and hope is drifting in after him, because he is still a ghost and can't touch shit.
as soon as they're through the room's threshold, though, something happens—his form starts to solidify, the translucent quality of his body fading until he becomes fully opaque once more. he doesn't completely notice this until he tries to go through the door that the voices seem to be coming out of... which results in him slamming his face into it with a very solid BONK. ]
[ he brings a hand up to his face, rubbing at his nose with his palm...
before he realizes something, and quickly rushes back toward tsuru to grab both of his hands. he squeezes them, remaining eye wide, and now seemingly deaf to the chatter coming from beyond the door. ]
It is. Claude and I haven't tried since we haven't been able to interact with anything since our revival... I'd almost forgotten what it was like to touch someone else.
[ he's still holding tsuru's hands, for the record, and his eye is a little watery now. ]
[ he actually has to pause to think about it, since this was enough of a distraction.
but he will take a notepad out of his sleeve and write something in it. he won't hand it over just yet though. ]
I'll tell you in a moment. [ he wants to hand him the note while tsuru stays in the room, basically. a way so hope can read it while tsuru distracts. ] How has everything else been? Since you came back.
[ it takes him a moment to get what tsuru is trying to do, but once he understands, he just gives a nod. ]
It's been... strange. While I'm glad to be able to be with you all again, it's also been frustrating not being able to interact with anyone or anything. Claude and I also aren't able to sleep or eat—I'd be lying if I said it wasn't taxing to be conscious all the time. I would have thought my workaholic tendencies would appreciate it, but...
[ ...yeah they were supposed to just shoot the shit but damn sometimes you just need to get things off your chest. ]
[ yea it sucks lol... anyway, he also glances at the door, a subtle shiver running through his body as the voices intensify. ]
...I know I was supposed to share, but can you tell me a little more about the doors? We didn't have them in our mansion—I'm not sure if anyone was able to communicate that to you when you suggested we try ourselves.
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as soon as they're through the room's threshold, though, something happens—his form starts to solidify, the translucent quality of his body fading until he becomes fully opaque once more. he doesn't completely notice this until he tries to go through the door that the voices seem to be coming out of... which results in him slamming his face into it with a very solid BONK. ]
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tsuru just points at him instead of helping ]
Whoa! That's a surprise.
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[ he brings a hand up to his face, rubbing at his nose with his palm...
before he realizes something, and quickly rushes back toward tsuru to grab both of his hands. he squeezes them, remaining eye wide, and now seemingly deaf to the chatter coming from beyond the door. ]
I— can touch you.
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he's also ignoring the creepy voices. story, door shtick, stuff is happening. ]
Is this your first time going into a door since you came back?
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[ he's still holding tsuru's hands, for the record, and his eye is a little watery now. ]
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he lets go of one of his hands to pat him. ]
Well, this is good then. And it might help... I wonder what makes this possible?
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[ it's only once tsuru pats him that he realizes he is still handholding, and he quickly withdraws both of his with a sheepish expression. ]
S...sorry. It was a little...overwhelming. Um, what were you asking about again?
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[ he actually has to pause to think about it, since this was enough of a distraction.
but he will take a notepad out of his sleeve and write something in it. he won't hand it over just yet though. ]
I'll tell you in a moment. [ he wants to hand him the note while tsuru stays in the room, basically. a way so hope can read it while tsuru distracts. ] How has everything else been? Since you came back.
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It's been... strange. While I'm glad to be able to be with you all again, it's also been frustrating not being able to interact with anyone or anything. Claude and I also aren't able to sleep or eat—I'd be lying if I said it wasn't taxing to be conscious all the time. I would have thought my workaholic tendencies would appreciate it, but...
[ ...yeah they were supposed to just shoot the shit but damn sometimes you just need to get things off your chest. ]
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Well, we did think it was weird that he would just let us easily revive someone. Now it makes more sense.
[ you get to go back but you are not
actually really revived ]
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...I know I was supposed to share, but can you tell me a little more about the doors? We didn't have them in our mansion—I'm not sure if anyone was able to communicate that to you when you suggested we try ourselves.
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