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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW
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You know how the story goes by now. One minute you’re somewhere familiar, and the next you’re suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isn’t a mystery. A harsh jostle causes your body to lunge forward as a tire jumps over a pot hole in the road. Try as you might, it’s hard to ignore the steady thrumming of an engine and the gentle sway beneath you. The faint scent of gasoline seems to waft from the outside, but as you look around you’ll notice that the windows are locked, tinted, and impossible to see through. Likewise, the door ahead of you appears to be locked as well. Perhaps the scent is your imagination…? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that you’re inside a large bus dotted with the occasional seat and amid a jumble of other bodies. The people you were last with may be among your fellow passengers. Perhaps they are not. But worry not; there’s plenty of time to look around and get to know one another on this long, strange trip. It may even be wise to examine the staircase at the other end of the bus. Who knows what awaits you on the other floors? Ah, but before you move too far it may be best to assess the situation. On the bright side, any injuries you incurred have been healed! Isn't it nice to have your limbs in place again? Miracles happen. But...what happened to your clothes? You’re fairly certain you weren't wearing this t-shirt before...and what's with the denim shorts? Maybe you were fortunate enough to get the knee-length version, but for those of you waking up in bootyshorts...well, we're sure you look great! And what better way to tie the whole look together than white socks and tan sandals? At least you'll be comfortable for the ride. Lucky for you, your new threads aren't the only gift you'll receive upon waking up. Attached to your waist is a high-quality bag filled with some fun goodies for every passenger! For those of you who unzip your bag to check its contents, you will find: -Dry shampoo No other items are on your person at this time, even if you were holding onto it as you began your previous departure. That's a bit troublesome, isn't it? Not really; it's still a bus. Be grateful for the extra elbow room, alright? Oh, and one last thing...on the wrist of every passenger is a small, equally fashionable white scrunchie. Not your style? Perhaps it's a good idea to give the travel guide another read. Searching the bus from top to bottom will net zero results in the way of an escape. All of the windows are similarly tinted and locked, and the only exit door appears to be the one on the first level that can't be opened at this time. But hey. You're all old pros at this, right? You know what to do next! Get to know the people around you, trade stories with your fellow passengers, and...well. Buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead. |
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Nope! But I met a lot of your friends on the boat. Higekiri, Hizamaru, Tonbokiri, Kanesada and Nikkari!
[HE LOVED THEM ALL. Sometimes very literally.]
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also just ignoring all the other swords for a minute because #gumis]
Eh, Kanesada was there? [...] He survived without Horikawa?
[what a brat]
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ALSO HAHAHAHA........ FUNNY STORY. His smile twitches, just a little.]
He was killed around the third week, if I'm recalling it correctly.
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[DON'T JUST SAY IT LIKE THAT]
What did he say?
[AND DON'T JUST ASSUME EVERYONE IS CONCERNING LIKE YOU, YAMS]
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[The infamous assassin...]
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[HM.]
I guess that's okay then. [NO IT'S NOT??? But that's because Yasusada doesn't know about--]
He must be on his way home, right? If he's not here.
[--that.]
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—No, he isn't. We weren't able to find a way to beat those demons this time around. The survivors intended to regroup and return, but we ended up here instead.
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Yasusada stares at him for a minute, uncomprehending. He hadn't really been smiling before, but something in his face changes, a brightness giving way to uncertainty--and, to a lesser extent, fear.
After a second, though, he shakes his head.]
...No, it's--it's okay. Master can find his spirit again. [If the saniwa could find Kashuu, then surely...]
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He's quiet for a second before nodding.]
We have no intention of leaving him behind for good either, of course.
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We'll look hard. Horikawa will be sad, if we don't find him right away. [...] What about--everyone else?
[The other swords, he means. ARE YOU GOING TO TELL HIM ALL HIS FRIENDS ARE DEAD.]
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We won't leave any of them behind, no. [HE MISINTERPRETS THE QUESTION but ends up answering it anyway since he's too honest:] Tonbokiri and Hizamaru were among our dead, too.
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But, hold on. Yasusada frowns, looking back across the bus. Tonbokiri's probably like, five feet away.]
But then, how is Tonbokiri here?
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I'd like to know the answer to that question, too, but I'm certainly not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
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But okay, more seriously--]
You said demons, right? What did they do?