Night 56: East Wing, Hall A (Second Floor)

[corvus_veritas]

[From here.]

This hallway seemed a bit larger than the last, although it appeared to have fewer doors on each side. Byrne tried the first door he came across and it opened without any trouble. Hm. So there was actually something they could get accomplished here.

But before they actually entered any rooms, the prosecutor wanted to take a moment to

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[forgot_it_all]

[from here]

In the next hallway, Ritsuka felt a bit more at least about talking. It was rare that things showed up here and he could concentrate more on whatever Gamzee was talking about when he didn't have to worry about some creature wearing a friend's face popping out of nowhere to eat his.

Keeping his flashlight beam aimed at the floor, Ritsuka moved down the hall toward the possessions room. His roommate hadn't been down this way yet apparently. The place they'd gone before had been to the other hall, the one Ritsuka hadn't been to. Maybe there were useful things down there, too, but for now, he had to pick up the conversation again. "So, a FLARP? Is that some kind of...group? Or a game?"

[mirthfulness]

"Oh, FLARP is like..." Gamzee made some gestures with his hands, unsure of exactly how to describe the activity. "It's like all... shit. I don't all motherfuckin' participate much, but Tavros was all into that shit. It's all pretendin' and dressin' up in costumes and goin' on play adventures. Though I guess they ain't so much play when you all up lose your motherfuckin' legs cause of them, but Vriska ain't all bein' the playin' fair type."

He blinks, pausing in his explanation. Where had he been going with this? "Anyway, it's a game. It's got rules and shit. Bunch of motherfuckers were into it." And that's about as much as he had. There were all sorts of details, books and whatnot, devoted to the game. He just didn't read any of them. If he did bother to play, he just sort of went along with things and no one tried to make him play by the rules because they knew he was likely to forget them anyway.

The troll followed Ritsuka down the hall, glancing absently from door to door. "...So do, I need to all be bustin' anythin'