week 8; monday

[scythegun]

[Monday's a dreadful day for Yeager, but he's got a pretty good idea of how awful it is for some of the others as well. Everyone has someone important to them held captive and sitting around feeling sorry for himself isn't going to do anything.

Top Dollar's the one he's really concerned about, though. After all, Myca is very dear to him and she's supposedly dead.

He shows up at Top Dollar's door after checking most of the other rooms for anything interesting. It's late at night, but he figures Top Dollar won't be getting much sleep either.

The knocking isn't as obnoxious and loud as usual, but it is persistent and he'll keep it up until Top Dollar answers.]

Comments

[scythegun]

[jesus christ he's trying so fucking hard not to laugh don't do this to him]

Well yes, but it's not as though the rest of us haven't done absolutely crazy things here as well!

[devilsnight]

Well, that's fair.

[WE'RE A SHITSHOW.]

I ended up telling Duke about what happened with Kevin - it kinda became necessary because he was the one that searched my room.

He pretty much held up one of my guns and asked me "why", the poor confused bastard.

[scythegun]

Oh dear. That must have been awkward!

[oh my god]

I figured it wasn't my place to tell him. It's not that I don't trust him, of course, but that's your business.

[and keeping people he likes in the dark is kind of a thing yeager does all the time anyway SO IT'S FINE.......]

How did that go, though?

[devilsnight]

Understood and appreciated - I'm used to being more open with my guys, if something's going on with me I prefer that they know, but here I've been making some exceptions.

[ahahahahaha. ha. ha. ha. um.]

It went all right, though. He didn't seem like he was expecting to hear that I left one of the bullets on the ballroom floor and the other one got left in Kevin, but he took it well enough.

[scythegun]

[....................]

You know, I should have expected exactly that. I don't know why I expected anything else.

[SOMEDAY... SOMEDAY HE WILL BE ABLE TO PREDICT EXACTLY THAT LEVEL OF BLUNT]

[devilsnight]

Well, obviously one of my swords ended up in Kevin, too - but I was able to get rid of the evidence there, and thankfully he wasn't asking about that.

[...ONE OF THESE DAYS, YEAGER]

[scythegun]

[SOMEDAY.........]

That's good! Speaking of that... I found Kevin's old room key, which I assume you threw into room... 207, I believe?

[...AND BEFORE YOU ASK]

I needed something to do to keep me busy. Checking old rooms was apparently it!

[devilsnight]

[...He's actually not sure he wants to know.]

Yeah, that was me - did you keep the thing, or...?

[scythegun]

Oh no, of course not! I left it right where it was. The last thing I want to deal with is someone accusing me of killing Kevin or being a gunner.

And speaking of that... Shelley wanted me to ask you what you know, because she thinks you know something about the gunners and wouldn't tell her!

[.......................y e a h]

[devilsnight]

You get a notice for that little party they're throwing in our strip club tomorrow? She's not the only one getting ambitious.

If it comes down to me saying something there, then I fuckin' will - I'm not gonna hand them over, but if I can piss them off enough it'll split their focus and they'll leave 'em alone in favor of hassling me. It'll give them some time to get their shit together before the weekend, anyway.

If we need to throw them under the bus then, we can, but not before.

[scythegun]

...I'd like to avoid it, if at all possible. I have no doubts that they'd be willing to throw themselves under the bus, but I'm hoping that won't happen.

[Please don't fuck things up for him this one time, Yuri. PLEASE...]

With that said, I'm not particularly fond of that idea, but I believe it will buy us plenty of time. I don't think anyone is going to kill the gunners at this point, so painting a target on you won't involve too much of a risk. Shelley seems to think that if we hand the gunners over we won't be sending them to their deaths, but I'm not sure how anyone can be stupid enough to genuinely believe that.

[devilsnight]

Exactly - and this is pretty much the one shot we've got to ensure that they don't get fucked over before Friday.

[...]

Don't worry about me, I'll be careful with it.

[scythegun]

[...It sounds kind of stupid to ask, but...]

Will you promise me that much, at least? That you'll be careful with that much?

[Even if you can't promise him anything else, just that would be nice.]

[devilsnight]

...Yeah. Yeah, I'll promise you that much.

[...]

Look, I hate asking this sort of shit but there's no one else I trust with it here. If everything goes to shit - and I'm not saying I'll be reckless because I won't, but if everything goes to shit and I don't see the end of all this with you - I'm gonna ask you to at least make sure my sister's in one piece. All right?

[scythegun]

You know I will. You don't have to ask.

[Things hopefully won't go to shit and Top Dollar will hopefully be in one piece at the end of all of this, but if not...]

I promise. You'd do the same for my girls, ja? I won't let you down if something like that becomes necessary.

[devilsnight]

Of course I would - it's like you said, you don't even have to ask.

[...Although, um.]

Y'know, you and my sister both have the thickest goddamn accents I've ever heard, so if you get to meet her, well. Good luck in understanding each other, friend, that's gonna be a mess.

[......................i don't know what you expected]

[scythegun]

[.............WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS, WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT]

Is my accent really that hard to understand?

[oh my god]

[devilsnight]

[hey

hey yeager

you know that weird cockblocked feeling that happened mid-moment just now

that's exactly what it's like talking to you most of the time]

Nah, I don't have a problem with it. It's just kinda full-on. And once again, Myca's English is absolute shit.

[scythegun]

[OH GOOD HE LIVES TO BE A PAIN IN THE ASS but also that means no one can do it to him, rude????]

Well, I'm sure someone will be kind enough to translate for us!

[devilsnight]

Here's hoping I'm here to do it for you, she doesn't really talk all that much if I'm not there anyway.

[...i mean

she probably wouldn't talk all that much around yeager anyway and it's not because her english is bad

it's because she'd be too busy sitting there

judging

wondering why her brother has such awful taste in friends]

[scythegun]

I certainly hope you are! Though I doubt you'll find translating very interesting for long. I'll try not to bore you too much, ja?

[w o w??? myca that's rude, your brother has the best taste in friends, he's got yeager and... duke... and kevin???

...

okay never mind]

[devilsnight]

You've gotten pretty good at not boring me lately. Probably because you've decided to cut out all the small talk bullshit.

[and t-bird. let's not forget that her brother very much was friends with some jackass named t-bird.]

[scythegun]

It is dull, isn't it? I've never liked it, but sometimes it is necessary... But as I've told you before, you're very different from most of the people I've worked closely with lately!

[why do your dudes have such stupid names, why can't they all be nameless like his]

[devilsnight]

...You were trying real fuckin' hard to bullshit me at the beginning, in other words.

[scythegun]

Oh absolutely! It was dreadful. You didn't make it easy on me at all!