Diner
(It's... It's honestly hard to tell, Mob, it's like there's so many fuckin' evil spirit signatures everywhere, you're either getting a false positive, or he's far from alone. You're practically all swimming in that shit.)
FAAF!
(Crams his last sammich into his mouth, hungrily watching Breen slave away in the kitchen.)
(If you're watching Breen in the kitchen, by the way, he looks a bit like this
◊ right now.)
Motel Room
(Watches intently.)
(Sadly, nothing about Mary Nagava on the news tonight, just some fluff piece about a Satanic charity fundraiser.)
...Mm, it is just as well. Nagava tries to keep a low profile.
Motel Lobby
(Shuin can see that the sky is starting to turn a deep pink-red through the clouds. Getting close to the evening...!)
Taxity Tax
(Has gone rather quiet, staring out the window.)
(The phone says... [1]
.)
Oh man, uh. Try saying it closer?
Hospital
…
…
(Just sighs and takes the nurse's hand, leading her away with his non-existent gorilla tail between his gorilla legs.)
(Is now crying in shame.)
(...Shit. The distant sound... of crying. What's NOT amiss in this goddamn hospital?)
edited 31st Aug '16 6:10:09 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Peter stares at Reigen after his bold declaration to the diner's patrons-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

(nods to Orion)
(Peter) What do you think is more dangerous - one woman armed with a pair of scissors, or a multitude of cultists?
edited 31st Aug '16 4:53:09 PM by foxmccloud4387