finally it's jam to-DAY

[fujimaru]

[ So what kind of jamjar setup is this? Who knows for sure, but the basics are still the same: you can't leave freely, there's a library and places to eat, there's a mix of people who've gone native and people who're doing everything in their power to get out, and there's a lot of random mingling.

And Ritsuka, for one, has chosen to throw herself into those mingles, because otherwise she's going to go nuts with worry about how things are going on back home.

Which means today, she has chosen to trail, like a duckling, after a particularly dour looking guy who's been lugging supplies around all day. She hasn't said anything yet, but the weight of Potential Conversation is there. Looming. Waiting.

Your move. ]

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[mortalcoil]

[Coil... frowns. everything about this is disappointing. his shoulders slump while he considers his options here, key still hovering in front of the lock. he considers nodding that yes he is building a secret horrible lab, in the hopes that maybe it would scare her away, but he's getting the idea that it wouldn't help.

...it's also maybe a little closer to the truth than he'd like to admit.

so, he eventually just sighs and proceeds to unlock the door. once open, he'll pick up the lumber again and try to get in and let the door shut behind him before she can follow.]

[fujimaru]

[ Let's be honest, he probably could have managed, a couple of years ago. But Ritsuka has had practice in slipping into places where she hasn't necessarily been invited; any concept of personal safety has been long since abandoned.

It'll get her into trouble someday. It already has, honestly. But regardless of whether it will or not today, here she is, sliding in after him. hello there, friend, what's here on the other side of the door? ]