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4th ☆

[Phone]

[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]

Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?

[1125 Taylor (action)]

[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something thick and red dripping slowly down it.

[OOC WARNING: Marisa is now suffering the Postman's Curse for breaking into the post office. Any characters coming to 1125 Taylor may be subjected to bodily injury should they have physical contact with Marisa. PM me for more details if needed.]

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[Woah.]

What did you just do?

Nothing you need to know about in the state you're in right now.

...okay.

[Marisa tries to step into the main room before shaking her head and backing up into the kitchen again.]

Go get something to drink and tell me where the hydrogen peroxide is so I can clean these stains.

Bathroom... Under the sink.

[And she's going to get a glass of water. And actually thinks to get Shiki one as well.]

[He digs under the sink in the bathroom and pulls out the brown bottle. And a hard brush and a rag while he's in there. He'll worry about carpet color later as he douses all the stains with the liquid in the bottle.]

[Meanwhile, Marisa sits down at the table, takes a drink and stares at the glass. She can't for like live of her figure out what happened. Something's missing...

And no, she hasn't bothered to clean herself up. At least she's not dripping anymore.]

[Shiki just starts scrubbing as hard as he can. He keeps his mouth shut because this isn't something he can fix with words.]

[Eventually, she wanders over to watch.]

...is she gonna remember?

No. She won't even care. She'll wake up tomorrow and will never even realize something happened. There will probably even be fake memories about things that happened while she was dead.

Oh. [Creepy]

Don't worry, Marisa.

These things....aren't people. They live tormented lives and are better off dead.

But they feel pain...

No they don't. You probably thought she was yelling in pain when it was something else. Trust me.

H-How do you know? She was screaming...

I'm not...proud of it but there have been moments where I've just killed people here.

[She blinks and furrows her brow.]

Just killed?

There was a point where Alice was terrified of me.

...what are you?

I told you, that's something better saved for later.

[It's only because Marisa trusts Alice that she's going to let this go for now. BUT IT WILL BE REVISITED. When the witch remembers and is uncursed.]

...alright.

[walking back into the kitchen now. it seems hse's remembered she has blood on her and needs to clean it off. The body being gone seems to help Marisa's state of mind a lot.]

[He sighs, honestly glad he doesn't have to talk about it. Shiki hates all the times it was like that for him. Enough so that he starts scrubbing harder.]

[She'll just be in the kitchen until you're done.]

[After a while, he wipes up with a rag. Instead of a bloodstain, it's at least an unidentifiable splotch that could have easily been a large juice spill in the past.]

There, you shouldn't have any problems now.

...no police people? Don't think Spades will care...

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