backdated: wedding day iii

[downswing]

Before her second disappearance, Prassenze ravaged her compartment for a hidden box.

( 'How do you know this, Wangji?' 'Any details?' No. )

Separately, forge or jewellery master begged sought. A trinket for powders.

New arrivals, be welcome.

( ooc: CONTENT WARNING that he is looking to make tokens to hold hell demonic lizard creature ashes, if that creeps anyone out OOCly ;; )

Comments

[downswing]

Incorrect.

[dog_eat_dog]

Yeah? She invite you in?

[downswing]

Relevant?

[dog_eat_dog]

[Absolutely not, she's just being nosy.]

I wanna know if you're pulling some Sherlock shit or if it's a fact.

[downswing]

Fact. Another bore witness.

[slippin]

Another person, right? Not a ghost?

PS Next time just say you don't want to reveal your sources.

[downswing]

( Heavens blight this moment. )


Not a person.

audio...you might hate this moment more

[slippin]

[ Last time he responded to something like this—appropriately! in his opinion—everyone in the vicinity tried to crawl down his throat and/or pity him. So Jimmy spares the network his innermost thoughts, which consist of: WHAT.

Instead he switches to audio and sighs. Long and loud. ]

L M F A O

[downswing]

( Such................. theatrics. )


Necessary?

😊

[slippin]

Absolutely. You should give it a try. [ And he does feel kinda better! But still sounds...taxed.

Give him a minute to press some buttons. ] I gotta know, there are too many possibilities.

ilu

[downswing]

A known spirit.

[slippin]

You know every spirit! You're like the Mr. Rogers of hell.

Was it the spirit of THE TRAIN? [ Implied: because fuck that. ]

[downswing]

...the train holds a spirit in want of exorcism?

[slippin]

I don't know. How would I know? I'm just playing the odds.

Can you tell me what it was? Do you owe it for the intel?

0.5

[downswing]

I owe nothing to no one.

:' )

[downswing]

But contentment, to my son.

Love you both

[dog_eat_dog]

How hard is it to give a straight answer?

[downswing]

He has been answered.

oh no

[slippin]

[ "Is your son a person" is...he feels bad for thinking it, but evidently not bad enough to banish the question from his thoughts. Is his son a ghost? This man can't have raised an actual child, can he?

Doesn't matter, because there's no way he's continuing this line of conversation in front of Officer Tess. You're welcome! ]

Okay, well, in the language of the theater: what's this known (to you) (not us) spirit's motivation?

[downswing]

Numerous, on any day.

Helpful now.

[slippin]

You get that I can't trust that, right? [ Because that's what solving this thing hinges on: the vibes Jimmy's getting. ]

[downswing]

I do not.

[weifinder]

( reads this, points to jimmy, points to nacho, going to have to drop in on this guy sometime on train )

[slippin]

[ wow...a polite person would wait until we're at a setting where he can run away! ]

[weifinder]

( polite people use their names when sending others to ask questions in rude ways, ah, and don't lend to blackmail.

: )

trapped train time is a great time to get in touch! )