PC WITH LUCA VALENTINO

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W0 DAY 2

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[Someone is knocking at your door, Luca! You don't even need to answer it yet, because one can hear a certain man's voice through the door.]

Hello! Is anyone home, hmm?

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[Luca is actually in the kitchen area of his room, because someone found the butt-eggs and is going 'really?' at them. But he quickly shoves them back into the freezer and slams the door shut. By then Limbo has called out, so he hurries on over, straightening up his hair as he goes. He needs to look presentable, after all!]

J-just a moment!

[A few moments later, he opens his door.]

Ah! Good afternoon, Douman. To what do I owe this pleasure?

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[Douman is in their robes, but their hair is tied up in a ponytail. At Luca's appearance, they give a polite bow, smiling pleasantly.]

Hm? Didn't you invite me for dinner? Was I mistaken?

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[Oh shit! Dinner!]

Ahh, I certainly did! Forgive me, I didn't realize it was dinnertime already.

[He's not even dressed properly for dinner, this is horrible. He doesn't want to leave Douman waiting for an hour while he gets ready either.]

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That's quite alright! I apologize, I should have let you know ahead of time...

[They look apologetic, at the least, bowing their head.]

If you want me to come back...

W1 POST TRIAL

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[Its really funny how many PCS are at the bar like aren't they all just running into each other here HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY HERE]

[Anyways! Here is the clown, who looks like...well they have been drinking already. They're wobbling a little, with a glass in their hands, which they raise when they see Luca.]

Ah! Hello, hello...join me, if you wish.

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[Each PC is just one side conversation to one massive PC.]

Of course. Please, don't get up on my behalf.

[No really, Don't fall over Limbo. Luca will sit down in the spot next to them.]

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Mmmmm. Alright.

[And they just smile and knock back another glass, before reaching for the bottle.]

Drink?

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After today? Gladly.

[Hit him with what you got, Douman.]

It's good to see you talking like normal again too.

W2 MEMSHARE

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[Hey, look, its a clown!]

[Its a clown who, upon seeing someone else around, frowns deeply and instantly walks very fast to try to pass them without making eye contact. Sorry. Not staying! In fact, they definitely seem to be in a hurry.]

[Try to catch this clown if you can...?]

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[Well. He's going to follow after the clown, though he's not trying to make eye contact yet.]

Is this the game we're playing this week?

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This...this is no game!

[CLOWN IS HUFFY!! CLOWN IS NOT WANTING TO TALK!]

Horrible, horrible, horrible-! You know what's going on, don't you?

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Yes, any time you make eye contact with someone you see their past. It's an invasion of privacy and I would walk around with a blindfold on if I could.

Week 2, Tuesday

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[After the above memshare (which I'll assume ends without them screaming in horror), Luca will send Douman a text!]

What are you wearing right now?

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Wearing?

My robes...why do you ask?

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Just having a little fun. I was thinking about what is under those robes, honestly.

[If only he knew how to do a winky face emoji.]

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Under the robes?

Well, I think you already know. :)

[guess who DOES know how to do an emoji]

Week 4, Friday

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[Well. On the plus side, only one person died. So that's a small victory?

Luca is trying not to think too much about the upcoming trial though, and he is walking around outside one of the ruined buildings near where they are all staying. He's not getting too close, because it might fall apart on them, but he's looking at it with vague interest.

Come talk to him, Douman.]

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[Here's Douman! Who is just walking by when they spot Luca - since Luca is one of the few they have more naturally positive feelings towards, they approach, frowning slight.]

So I suppose we will be joined by Eleanor, soon.

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Indeed, we will.

[He sighs and he turns to look at Douman. The ruined buildings don't hold the answers he's looking for.]

Hopefully her death was quick, at least.

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I hope so as well.

[They also turn to glance at the ruined buildings.]

Do you think things will change around here?

Week 6, post-trial

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[They didn't even try.

That's the thought that sits on Luca's mind as he goes through the motions of leaving the trial and trying to find something to do with himself.

They didn't even try.

He ends up going to the bar for booze, but he sees that someone else is there. Which gets him to perk up a bit.]

...Douman?

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[Yeah, here is the clown, slumped with their head buried in their arms. There's an almost-empty bottle on the counter next to them, and when Luca approaches, there's an almost palpable cloud of unhappiness and jealousy that comes from them.]

...Mm? [They lift their head.] Luca?

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[Boy that sure is a bunch of emotion! Luca can't leave Douman like this.

Luca will skip the booze for now, and instead slide into the seat next to Douman.]

Did you already drink your way to sluggishness?

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No. But that's a good idea.

[They say, dryly - they slump back into their arms.]

I'm already tired.