Warmwood Day 2
[With three more people down, things are starting to look serious.
The true Seer has been left to her dreams, and now the False Seer is calling another person a liar, but there's something about this entire situation that's rubbing Banjou the wrong way. It feels too convenient, but there's only one person he trusts to talk to about this sort of thing.]
Shuu-san, I need to talk to you. You're the only person in the entire village I can trust.
The true Seer has been left to her dreams, and now the False Seer is calling another person a liar, but there's something about this entire situation that's rubbing Banjou the wrong way. It feels too convenient, but there's only one person he trusts to talk to about this sort of thing.]
Shuu-san, I need to talk to you. You're the only person in the entire village I can trust.
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Tsukiyama is aware of the note, of course; almost everyone is by now, he imagines. It's not really making things much better, but you know what, there's not much he can do about it for the time being. He has his thoughts on it, definitely, but...
...Well, it seems he won't be left to those thoughts for very long. He's down in the library when Banjou approaches him, doing the same sort of thing he was doing yesterday evening - pacing idly, flipping through a book he has in his hands without really seeing what he's looking at, and while most who wouldn't know him would probably just assume he's distracted, those who do can probably tell just how agitated he is.
But he looks up when he's addressed, and he smiles because of course he does, and his voice is light when he speaks.]
Of course, Kazuichi-san. Anything you'd like.
[He tips his head toward the steps leading up to their rooms.]
Shall we?
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Normally, Banjou would be perfectly okay with that sort of situation, but it's not safe outside the village. Kaneki can't help them. It's up to the two of them to get out of this alive, and hopefully without the situation getting very, very ugly.
They're still ghouls, after all.]
Let's go.
[He leads the way to his room, taking a seat heavily at his desk chair.]
This is hard to believe, isn't it? Demons? Actual demons? In Tokyo, humans called us demons.
But it's real. These demons are hurting people. Hurting the Lady.
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He wouldn't send his brother away from him for the world, but just the same...this doesn't strike him right.]
They're nothing like us, so don't compare us again. At least we have the benefit of being a higher species; this...farce is disgusting.
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You're right. I'm sorry.
[They're different, they're better than the demons.]
I don't know what they're planning, but it can't be anything good. I don't want to think about what might happen if this goes on for much longer.
[Why did they move to this remote place where everyone knows everyone else? It's going to cause them serious problems in the not too distant future.]
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His words are a bit softer when he speaks, most of the agitated edge to them forced out; he shakes his head.]
...We'll get rid of them, Kazuichi-san. I know what happened today was troubling, but we'll find them despite their lies.
[Granted, that's not the...only problem they have, but they'll work that out, surely; it's been strangely far from his mind here, for the most part.]
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[It's a simple enough statement. He doesn't really need to say why, not really.]
I don't trust Kimblee-san either, but I think it's pretty convenient there would be a note saying Fulbright-san is innocent and Kimblee-san is a liar after Kimblee-san was revealed to be the False Seer, don't you think?
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I think it's pretty convenient that Kimblee-san tried to claim that at all, actually - Fulbright-san had a point, that would ensure the Templar would protect him, wouldn't it?
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[He's also not the best judge of character.]
What if he notices anything odd about us, Shuu-san? If he's smart enough to poke holes in things Kimblee-san says, he might start noticing everything odd about us.
[They don't eat normally. People are going to talk. Sure, Banjou is good at faking it, but he's not eating as much as a man his size should. The people who run the restaurant are going to notice that eventually.]
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Siebold-san has already been trying to get me to eat; he understands me entirely, so he's taken that to the logical conclusion of trying to cook for me.
I was able to give him a reason why I can't allow that, as well as a reason why I may have to avoid people sometime in the near future, but that won't last forever.
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What if we run out of time? I don't want to think about being found out.
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It's fleeting, but it's telling, even after he settles himself into something slightly more neutral.]
I can trust you to not repeat anything I say here. Isn't that right?
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Of course, brother. You can trust me with anything.
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It's probably a sign of how warped their situation is that his expression is relief instead of outrage.]
Then you agree?
We need to be careful how we do this. We can't have anyone think we're with the demons.
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...I wouldn't expect you to be so eager.
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I'm just... concerned, Shuu-san.
I don't remember why I agreed to coming here, with people who might notice something off about me.
We don't have Kaneki here to solve our problems for us. But we have a potential dove we need to deal with.
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After a moment he smiles, and the expression isn't particularly nice, and it's clear that any reason for that has nothing to do with Banjou.]
I told you earlier that I would take up my sword for you, didn't I?
I'll handle the dove. Just be my shield if I require it.
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Thank you, Shuu-san.
I couldn't do this without you.
[He's silent for a long moment, staring at his hands.]
I'll be your shield, all you need to do is ask.
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But if the dove turns out to be one of theirs, it will have been more than worth it.
Now, as for our approach...you said you didn't like the note, isn't that right?
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If Fulbright-san is one of them, it'll lower their numbers.
[Banjou nods at the question.]
I don't remember what the first note looked like well enough to try to compare handwriting, but I think it's too easy to fake. Let's assume the first note was written by the real False Seer. That means Ling isn't a demon and we're very lucky we didn't send him to his death.
But I don't think we can rely on the one that was written today. It's too easy to claim a role anonymously. Unless we have an opportunity to compare the two notes, it isn't any help to us.
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[Hmmmm.]
It is a little convenient that a note would crop up proclaiming Fulbright-san's innocence after Fulbright-san was the only one to vote to kill Kimblee-san...but that isn't what bothers me about it, I don't think.
[...actually, hold on a moment. Dear god, you can probably see the oh moment from clear across the room.]
...Kazuichi-san, if they're so confident in their abilities...why didn't the false seer scan Kimblee-san?
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[It seems as likely as anything. He still thinks the forgery is a possibility, but as soon as Tsukiyama asks that question, he has an oh moment of his own.]
Kimblee-san was the one acting suspiciously yesterday, wasn't he? The False Seer should have used the opportunity to scan him in their dreams, but they didn't. Instead they chose Fulbright-san.
[It's a strange choice.]
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But they didn't call him a demon, they checked Fulbright-san instead and called Kimblee-san a liar.
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There wasn't anything stopping them from looking at Kimblee-san.
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[...]
...Or perhaps if they can be sure, and know for a fact that Kimblee-san isn't a demon at all. "Outing" Kimblee-san in that case would destroy the ruse and their word couldn't be trusted again.
The demons would know. In that case, this would be a solid argument for why Kimblee-san isn't one of theirs, and why the dove might be.
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The dove being a demon is the most likely explanation right now. It's their only lead.]
You're probably right.
If he's a demon, Our Lady is counting on us to find them for her.
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Even if I'm wrong, I'm not going to complain about one less dove in the world.