[He's at the church because a tiger can't change its stripes, goddamn. He's not sitting at any of the pews, though; he's closer to the altar, just kind of staring toward one of the stained glass windows. The vibes are fucking wild; a mix of guilt and sorrow and exhaustion, but with a strange viper-like twist of angry, malicious violence threading below. He probably came here thinking that no one else would enter so he could quarantine his bad vibes a bit without having to be in his Catholic Hell Room, but his expression is relatively placid whenever Aventurine appears. A quiet beat, and then:]
...I do so wish that she had been found earlier, before she had to bloody her hands so many times.
Aventurine's steps echo through the church as he steps inside, and so rarely does he step inside this place. But he's come here in search of Lucas after hearing about Scien's death, pausing some steps away from where the other man stands by the altar. ]
They've finally caught her now.
[ Some good news between the bad, though the emotions that Aventurine shares are something a little more hopeful and anticipating than mourning. ]
His hands fold together, half out of a reflexive prayer-like gesture and half out of nerves.]
They have. I do hope that they'll send her to us when they can.
[SHE'S BUBBLED AND HE FEELS SO BAD FOR HER but there is also some relief that her fucking killing spree is finally over. Four wholeass people. That is so many people. He's so tired on her behalf. That said, at the mention of Scien being with them, that feeling of violence and anger becomes more prominent. The emotions are complex, beyond that. Not really mournful or upset or sad, but not happy, either. Well, except for a little lmao. bitch. vibe that surfaces briefly.]
[ These are such different responses?? Aventurine is immediately curious, wandering over to one of the front pews so he can sit and make it known he's here to stay. He remembers back when he'd first mentioned Scien to Lucas all those weeks ago, and something not so dissimilar had occurred then too.
[SOMETIMES THINGS HAPPEN... Sometimes the vibes are weird and bad. Lucas folds his arms over his middle, though he can't exactly keep his feelings and vibes contained at the moment. HE TRIES... But he's a lil lad with many big emotions.
The question has him glancing away.]
No, I don't. [SCIEN BROFIISE!!!!!] So I'll try to keep my distance tomorrow.
[Their extremely terse fucking bread handoff during trial watch.]
[ The curiosity does not subside. Maybe it's because the idea of Lucas not liking someone is so odd or that Aventurine likes Scien, but he finds himself pushing the conversation. ]
[Aventurine is so funny. He doesn't turn and leave despite the faint prodding, even if he may want to. There's a deep sense of unease below the spike of violent intent that thrums forward at the mention of Scien's care, though.]
He does seem to. [(satan voice) idk, that's scary...] You aren't the only person who mentioned that he asked them to keep watch.
[The angry vibes become Angrier, but it's like, a very strange and off-kilter kind of anger.]
Bad things probably, though, considering the bad tangle of ugly feelings just seems to worsen as the questions continue.]
...It's not that I... No, he's been very honest. And I don't believe he'd have an ulterior motive... [A long pause in which the sensation of unease just gets more and more prominent, and then:] ...I'd rather not speak about this.
[He should excommunicate Lucas and his soup brain, actually.
But there's still a faint feeling of relief, and the creeping sense of unease almost immediately starts to abate, along with the sharpest and most biting edge of the violence and anger.]
...Thank you. I appreciate it. I think... it would just be for the best if I keep what distance I can.
[Why is it always this fucker who has people he has to keep a distance from.]
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...I do so wish that she had been found earlier, before she had to bloody her hands so many times.
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Aventurine's steps echo through the church as he steps inside, and so rarely does he step inside this place. But he's come here in search of Lucas after hearing about Scien's death, pausing some steps away from where the other man stands by the altar. ]
They've finally caught her now.
[ Some good news between the bad, though the emotions that Aventurine shares are something a little more hopeful and anticipating than mourning. ]
... And Scien will be with us.
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His hands fold together, half out of a reflexive prayer-like gesture and half out of nerves.]
They have. I do hope that they'll send her to us when they can.
[SHE'S BUBBLED AND HE FEELS SO BAD FOR HER but there is also some relief that her fucking killing spree is finally over. Four wholeass people. That is so many people. He's so tired on her behalf. That said, at the mention of Scien being with them, that feeling of violence and anger becomes more prominent. The emotions are complex, beyond that. Not really mournful or upset or sad, but not happy, either. Well, except for a little lmao. bitch. vibe that surfaces briefly.]
So it would seem.
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Something fucky goes on here. ]
You don't like him?
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The question has him glancing away.]
No, I don't. [SCIEN BROFIISE!!!!!] So I'll try to keep my distance tomorrow.
[Their extremely terse fucking bread handoff during trial watch.]
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[ The curiosity does not subside. Maybe it's because the idea of Lucas not liking someone is so odd or that Aventurine likes Scien, but he finds himself pushing the conversation. ]
He seemed to care about you, though.
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He does seem to. [(satan voice) idk, that's scary...] You aren't the only person who mentioned that he asked them to keep watch.
[The angry vibes become Angrier, but it's like, a very strange and off-kilter kind of anger.]
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You don't believe that he does? Or you think he has an ulterior motive in asking us to watch you?
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Bad things probably, though, considering the bad tangle of ugly feelings just seems to worsen as the questions continue.]
...It's not that I... No, he's been very honest. And I don't believe he'd have an ulterior motive... [A long pause in which the sensation of unease just gets more and more prominent, and then:] ...I'd rather not speak about this.
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Then we won't.
[ They can leave it at that. ]
If there's anything I can do to make things easier between the two of you, please let me know.
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But there's still a faint feeling of relief, and the creeping sense of unease almost immediately starts to abate, along with the sharpest and most biting edge of the violence and anger.]
...Thank you. I appreciate it. I think... it would just be for the best if I keep what distance I can.
[Why is it always this fucker who has people he has to keep a distance from.]
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... Sure. I'll get out of your hair, then.
[ The way this is the shortest pc known to man, probably. Sometimes you are two guys who just don't open up. ]
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...I apologize... But thank you.
[He will continue to marinate in his bad vibes alone in this bad vibes church as i shake you down for a new week pc]