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May. 10th, 2016 12:07 am
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murimurimuri: (28)
[And now, in Matt Engarde and Apparently-Also-Matt-Engarde's room, hairstyles are being evilly rearranged.]
murimurimuri: (65)
[Simon approaches Haytham quietly and cautiously]

Excuse me, sir. May I have a word with you?
Mr. Shay, how are you feeling? If there's anything I can do to help you, please let me know. Also... can I talk to you about something? It won't take long...
murimurimuri: (li'l red riding hood)
[Simon has been back in their room for awhile now. He's lying on his stomach on the floor, a half-eaten sandwich next to him, and a ton of paper strewn around him. He's carefully and meticulously practicing someone else's handwriting.]
murimurimuri: (73)
[Once gain, Simon sends his monkey courier to draw Yomiel aside for a quick chat before curfew.]

I think today went well. You and Paul were both super convincing. I almost believed you myself!

Buuuut... just in case. Is there anything you'd like to tell me while we have the chance? I'm pretty curious how things went with Miss Rin.
murimurimuri: (BECOME A MAGICAL GIRL)
[Just before curfew (in fact, cutting it slightly closer than is necessary), Simon is dragging an extra mattress into Horace's room while Money sits on it and eats banana-flavored cubes.]

I'm hooome~
murimurimuri: (16)
[Money is monkeying around in the halls, as he does. When he spies Yomiel, however, he beckons for him, ooking persistently as he tries to draw him away from other people and back to Knightley's room. At the moment Knightley isn't there, however; it's Simon who pops his head out.]

Psst! Psssst! Mr. Yomiel! I have something I need to tell you before curfew!
murimurimuri: (70)
[We meet up once again in Horace's room for some scheming.]

I totally passed out last night... I don't even mean I fell asleep; I think I literally passed out.
murimurimuri: (12)
[A voice is calling from a dark and secluded corner of the park. The delectable smell of hot dogs wafts on the air.]

Heeere Missile! Here, boy~!
murimurimuri: (17)
[It's the monkey that greets Peko, beckoning her toward a secluded corner where Simon is hanging out, looking awkward and nervous as usual.]

Um... hey. I know you're grieving, and I promise I won't take up a lot of your time. I wanted to say something before, but I don't know you that well and I'm totally terrible at this kind of thing... so... so I guess I just didn't.

[He pauses here, fidgeting and staring at his shoes.]

But. But. I know what it's like to lose somebody, and I feel like, even if I don't know what to make of anyone else, right now I can't even imagine you're one of the killers. That's what my instincts are telling me. And it's kind of lonely not having anybody but Money to talk to, so... I thought.. maybe I could help?

S-sorry, this is just coming off weird, isn't it? I don't have much to offer yet, but I swear to you I'm not suspicious! Even if I have to wait for the buddy cops or the real detective to look at me to prove it! I really might be able to help, even if I don't know how yet!
murimurimuri: (65)
[As soon as he can, Simon beckons Charles aside.]

Hey... we're buddies, right? Maybe we should talk some things out.
murimurimuri: (yeeeeeeek!)
[This is a very high-pitched noise made as Kong realizes he is in the room with a dragon]