[ giyuu doesn't think to calm him down and he's fine if dimitri wants to continue to express his anger. it's better to let that out than in, right? ...advice that he would never give but it's the thought that matters(?), regardless he nods his head once. ]
The bathrooms had blood on the ground.
[ though there's something he has to know— ]
Have you tried looking there yourself?
[ surely if there was blood there everyone should have mentioned it by now but... ]
[ Blood. Shouldn't that have raised more of a stink around camp? His stare turns a little incredulous, but he'd never think of Giyuu as a joking man.
Anger can wait. Doubt can wait. His heart beats in his ears as he steps quickly along, right towards the bathrooms, tugging on one of Giyuu's billowing sleeves. ]
giyuu does waste a moment to look at dimitri tugging on his sleeve before moving on beyond it and leading the way towards the bathrooms. (what? no more government mandated hand holding?) it's not really that long of a walk from where they are and giyuu makes sure to retrace his steps perfectly so that they arrive at the same place that he was with yin yu and dazai.
before him he sees droplets of blood splattered and mixed into some dirt but for dimitri? what does he see? surely no one would miss this, right? ]
[ oh right things are still sticky. this is probably not a good hour for it, though, unless giyuu also wants to run around aimlessly burning off his furious energy.
dimitri looks out precisely where he's been guided. after a moment, his brow furrows, and he crouches to get a better look.
again: giyuu really does not seem like someone who would make an ill-advised prank right now. so he just turns his eyes up to him, one brow lofted up. ]
And... what is it you see? [ because he's obviously missing it. ]
[ hold his hand, you coward. they can both be angry together.
things unrelated to government mandated hand holding, giyuu looks back at the blood at then back to dimitri. he clearly doesn't see it, does he? dimitri wouldn't feign ignorance in this situation and giyuu looks a bit frustrated by it. so, this is why no one else has been saying anything. ]
Blood mixed in with the dirt with no clear signs of where it leads or where it comes from. It's almost as though someone tried to smudge the dirt over the blood.
[ giyuu says simply as he looks down at the ground his eyes moving over where the droplets trail on the ground. to prove the point, he'll use his hand to point out the trail that he sees.
[ they're already angry together! they will continue to be so for possible eight more weeks. at present though, dimitri frowns, reading giyuu's expression more than the invisible blood.
...his demeanor is a little different than it was on the island. dimitri nods. if there were other witnesses, this is probably something substantial. ]
Hm.
[ bizarre. ]
I'm unfamiliar with this sort of trickery, but it seems some of the others from other 'settings' experienced quite a lot that we did not.
[ please don't say that with the implication that giyuu will make it the entire time being alive. that's too much for me to think about....
but giyuu lowers his hand once he realizes that dimitri doesn't see the blood. it's good that he at least doesn't write it off; another step forward, he suspects. though the comment about the settings gets giyuu to look away, tired. ]
What they experienced compared to us was luxurious in its own way.
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The bathrooms had blood on the ground.
[ though there's something he has to know— ]
Have you tried looking there yourself?
[ surely if there was blood there everyone should have mentioned it by now but... ]
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Anger can wait. Doubt can wait. His heart beats in his ears as he steps quickly along, right towards the bathrooms, tugging on one of Giyuu's billowing sleeves. ]
No. Show me.
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giyuu does waste a moment to look at dimitri tugging on his sleeve before moving on beyond it and leading the way towards the bathrooms. (what? no more government mandated hand holding?) it's not really that long of a walk from where they are and giyuu makes sure to retrace his steps perfectly so that they arrive at the same place that he was with yin yu and dazai.
before him he sees droplets of blood splattered and mixed into some dirt but for dimitri? what does he see? surely no one would miss this, right? ]
Here.
[ he waves his hand over the area. ]
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dimitri looks out precisely where he's been guided. after a moment, his brow furrows, and he crouches to get a better look.
again: giyuu really does not seem like someone who would make an ill-advised prank right now. so he just turns his eyes up to him, one brow lofted up. ]
And... what is it you see? [ because he's obviously missing it. ]
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things unrelated to government mandated hand holding, giyuu looks back at the blood at then back to dimitri. he clearly doesn't see it, does he? dimitri wouldn't feign ignorance in this situation and giyuu looks a bit frustrated by it. so, this is why no one else has been saying anything. ]
Blood mixed in with the dirt with no clear signs of where it leads or where it comes from. It's almost as though someone tried to smudge the dirt over the blood.
[ giyuu says simply as he looks down at the ground his eyes moving over where the droplets trail on the ground. to prove the point, he'll use his hand to point out the trail that he sees.
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...his demeanor is a little different than it was on the island. dimitri nods. if there were other witnesses, this is probably something substantial. ]
Hm.
[ bizarre. ]
I'm unfamiliar with this sort of trickery, but it seems some of the others from other 'settings' experienced quite a lot that we did not.
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but giyuu lowers his hand once he realizes that dimitri doesn't see the blood. it's good that he at least doesn't write it off; another step forward, he suspects. though the comment about the settings gets giyuu to look away, tired. ]
What they experienced compared to us was luxurious in its own way.
[ just the housing alone. ]