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POISON GAME: sensitIV
[ The room is plain, white walls and white ceiling, except for the steel-panel flooring. There are three metal stands rising out of openings in the floor, each of which carries a glass vial on top. One of them just holds water. Of the remaining two, one contains a pale pink, opaque liquid with a creamy consistency; the next is tinged barely yellow like a weak tea, and would be almost completely transparent but for the pulp and fibers mixed in, drifting through it.
Both have flowers floated across the surface: the first a tiny sprinkling of cherry blossom petals; the second a small, but whole, bloomed lotus. They're cute and smell nice. ]
Both have flowers floated across the surface: the first a tiny sprinkling of cherry blossom petals; the second a small, but whole, bloomed lotus. They're cute and smell nice. ]

Re: DISCUSSION
[ he pauses then, frowning ]
. . . It isn't as if you are this time but you have suggested them in the past. . .
[ a little indignant ]
Because - that sort of thing is protecting us, too. If we need to hit WILD CITY, then I have no qualms - especially in a game like this, where they would most assuredly protect themselves.
[ more mumbled, now ]
We had already agreed upon such a thing - I thought . . . I thought that would be easier . . .
[ and then, there's a pause as he tacks on like an afterthought ]
. . . Besides, at least two other members of that unit hate me, so . . .
no subject
... wait. What? Why do they hate you?
no subject
[ ;;;;; ]
I . . . in the house, I . . . killed one of them. . . .
no subject
Who....?
no subject
no subject