[WORLD TWO | LOCKDOWN]

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Who: All coven members in the apartment building
Where: Shehui Apartment Complex #43
When: Day 188
Open/Closed: OTA with telepathy potential for those who aren't currently there

[ Unless you're a you-can't-tell-if-it's-night-or-morning-at-this-hour owl, then you probably don't even notice the apartment complex goes on lockdown. At around 3:30-4:00 AM, the front doors lock from the inside, all elevators stop operating and individual doors require a special clearance ID in order to be opened -- something no one who isn't a high-level monitor would have.

This means you're likely sleepy and snug in your room, totally ignorant of the issue. The exceptions are those on the leisure floor or outside at an early morning job -- if you try to leave your floor or come back to the complex, respectively, you'll find that it's impossible because of the lockdown.

No one else will know until around 6:00 AM. Everyone's ID cards will begin to beep, flashing a message that lockdown procedures are in progress, and they will be visited shortly by a monitor who will be speaking to them privately.

Whether or not you decide to wake up because of this information, you're certainly confined to your quarters until this whole thing is over -- which will be around 4:00 PM. Even after the monitor comes, asking you one-by-one to step into a chosen bedroom to have a conversation, you'll be stuck with your roomies until the whole ordeal is over.

Time for some small talk...?

OOC: If there's only one person in your character's room, ICly they will be moved to a nearby room (of your OOC choice) in an effort to cut down on room visits. This will allow you to tag into another room, not just imagine your character staring at the ceiling on their own for 10 hours! Also, you can say that some characters slept over or were hanging out in another room if you wish. ]

Comments

[sealeted]

[Her free hand knots itself in the front of his shirt and yanks him down, so they're properly eye to eye and he can't hide from the sudden, grave snap of the next sentence.]

If you die for me again, you will do so much more damage to me than anything you could hope to protect me from, Robin Hood.

[guerrilla]

...Technically, we don't know if the people they banish are dead.

[Not helping, but anything other than missing the point would be acknowledging that someone else cares about him and that's not about to happen.]

[sealeted]

Fine. Then I'll just take a nice fluffy scamper outside for the first time in a while, how does that sound?

[guerrilla]

Don't you dare -

[Okay, point taken, he concedes to himself as he grabs her wrist.]

...You...you have to think about Beech, too. If I can't disappear then neither can you.

[That's as close as he can get to an argument without blowing one of his own into smithereens.]

[sealeted]

Don't you dare start spouting off bullshit about expendability. Not to me.

[Between the two of them, only one was literally designed to be a short-lived, expendable commodity.]

I am thinking about Beech. Unlike you and her... I've never had a family, or even just a father. So I'll do whatever I can, to protect hers.

[guerrilla]

This is the only way I can do anything to help, you know.

[He's not good at doing things any way but dangerously and illegally, let him live.]

[sealeted]

You were helping just fine the way things were.

[guerrilla]

By not doing anything? People are getting thrown out, no one knows what's happening to them, and it's all getting covered up - how is not doing anything about that helping?

[sealeted]

Aha. So that's what it was.

[Some of the intensity eases off her face, and she gently releases his shirtfront.

...he might have just gotten played a little.]

Why did you hide it from me?

[guerrilla]

[Ugh, shit, time to deflect again.]

It's not like people getting booted for magic use is a secret here. Why the hell do you think all this is happening?

[He waves his hands at the entire apartment, broadly referring to the interrogation.]

[sealeted]

Robin. Why weren't you telling me what you were doing, if it wasn't anything to be ashamed of?

[guerrilla]

Because if I got caught, it'd be a lot easier for you to say you don't know what's going on if you really did't know what was going on!

[It's his own way of protecting her, clumsy as it is.]

[sealeted]

Does this place seem that fair minded to you?

[She prods him in the chest.]

And did you honestly think if something happened to you, I wouldn't go around and stick my nose into whatever you got caught up in?

[guerrilla]

That's why I didn't want you knowing about whatever I got caught up in in the first place!

[He's realizing this was a bad idea, but regrettably, he's not good at apologizing.]

[sealeted]

Do you think that I'm so coldhearted that I wouldn't put any interest into figuring out where you went? Why you left me behind? Did you think I'd just merrily carry on...?

[guerrilla]

...Maybe not merrily, but...

[And not coldhearted either, really. It's not coldhearted to not concern oneself with criminals.]

...Anyway, you found out, and this whole lockdown is happening, so it doesn't matter.

[sealeted]

You didn't tell me anything. Not by choice. I think that matters.

[guerrilla]

You'd have just told me not to if I did tell you what I planned on doing.

[This is starting to feel a little too uncomfortably familiar.]

[sealeted]

No, I'd have made you take me with you.

[guerrilla]

And what exactly do you know about sneaking into places teeming with enemies, stealing something important, and getting out without being seen? Acting natural if you're discovered? How quickly can you kill someone if you're ambushed?

[sealeted]

...."sneaking into places teeming with enemies, stealing something important, and getting out," is it?

[Her eyebrows lift. He should... think hard about her life. ...again.]

I may not be able to turn invisible, but in my other form I'm the size of a fist, Robin.

[guerrilla]

No offense, but if all you'd do is sit on my shoulder and eat acorns, you'd be better off staying home.

[sealeted]

Small, nimble, dourly colored. A rodent can be overlooked easily enough, you know?

[guerrilla]

Sure, and they can also be stepped on, locked in, and locked out, all without anyone noticing. You're not winning this argument, Master.

[sealeted]

Not too different from our current situation, except it's across the board. #Would you feel better if I pulled things like this on my own, as long as I didn't tell you?