To Watch

[strangerpeople]

[All is quiet on this day. There is nothing here on the islands that will torment or spook the new residents at least for now. But the Composer with them is bored out of her damn mind. She thinks to look at her non functioning cellphone for some source of entertainment but when she turns it on, her eyes widen.]

Kami forfend...!

[And she runs through the circus, at first heading towards where the Strangers, Seven and the weird clown is staying. However, she keeps spotting them during her path...cellphones. They too also seem to be on and when she looks at the screen, she grabs it and runs to grab more. When she arrives back to the group, Yotsuyu's arms were full with phones and she feels like her legs are about to give in.]

Hey! You may want to look at these! I don't know how they got here or what is going on but we may get something out of it! Seven, check your phone too!

[If the person grabs one of the cellphones, they will be able to see a video feed with sound. Of what exactly...it's something to grab their attention. Time to see what happens.]

Comments

[icanhearscreams]

[Oh. He recognizes... a few of these people from when he talked to them.]

Is that the train? Looks a lot fancier than the one I was on most recently...

[telecosmetic]

I don't think so...looks pretty different from ours, actually. I guess they must have switched at some point?

Too bad they didn't leave that guy behind while they were at it... [She's giving Caleb a Look every time he shows up on screen.]

[zackthekiller]

[Sorry, Zack's kind of looking over Eliza's shoulder here.]

I dunno, sis, I'm more worried about the royal sicko running the whole murder thing.

[telecosmetic]

I can worry about that and be annoyed about the lack of consequences for that guy at the same time.

[zackthekiller]

Eh...

[He grimaces.] Every time I talked to him, he sounded like he wanted to make up for it somehow. Either he's really good at lying or he might have had to save a hostage or something...

[telecosmetic]

Oh, so he finally remembered, huh? Or was he lying when he told me he didn't remember that? Too bad his damn regrets won't do anything to fix Minato's hands.

[zackthekiller]

[Zack shrugged.]

Yeah, good point. You know how to fix them, then? 'Cuz I don't.

[telecosmetic]

...no, I don't. [And it's so frustrating for her.] I bet there's gotta be some advanced potion that can do better than just fixing them after they break, though...

[zackthekiller]

Probably... Not like it would do shit if we're still stuck here.

[And he hates it...]

... Wait. You think that kind of potion could fix burned up skin? Just wondering.

[telecosmetic]

Maybe? Or if not the exact same potion, there should be some other recipe that could help with that...

[zackthekiller]

...

[He glances at his bandaged hand. The kind he's lived with pretty much all his life.]

... Erm... Well, it's not like I really need it or anything, but if you manage to figure that magic potion thing out...

[He rubs his neck and glances away for a moment...]

... Let me know? Please?

[telecosmetic]

Oh...of course. It wouldn't be any trouble at all. [She reaches out to hug him around his waist, gently,]

[zackthekiller]

[He'll take it. Have some headpats as well.]

... Thanks.

[icanhearscreams]

Something happen with him?

[telecosmetic]

There was another train, before the Eventide, with a different conductor. And...on that one, he killed someone and Minato was going to be executed for it. I'm still not sure what happened...but somehow he was saved, before he could be completely killed. But his hands ended up affected still...

[icanhearscreams]

Oh, great. Another one.

[telecosmetic]

...wow, you had someone like that in your group too?

[icanhearscreams]

He scapegoated someone and doomed her world.

[telecosmetic]

Wow. And I'm guessing he didn't end up here, either?

[icanhearscreams]

Nope, and he got to go home, as far as I know.

[telecosmetic]

Ugh, great. What even was the motive he killed for?

[icanhearscreams]

Protection for someone.

[telecosmetic]

[A slight huff as she crosses her arms.] Hope it was worth it, for him.