AUDIENCE FOR: Tsurumaru

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[ ... they tilt their head? ]

I can't say that it does. Where did you come across that?

[preowned]

They found it on one of the excursions. Most of them seem to be written by staff, but the names on this one are censored.

[ so he will just run around at all the npcs while francy cries ]

[guestservices]

[ hands you a tissue ]

... I see. That's a bit odd. It looks rather personal, doesn't it...?

[preowned]

It does! It's a little embarrassing to read it.

[guestservices]

Maybe it belongs to one of the guests... I hope that you would return it to its rightful owner, Mr. Kuninaga.

[preowned]

Who is it...

[guestservices]

That is the question, isn't it...

[preowned]

Okay, I have another one.

[ next will be his copy of:

H (a scribble to indicate something had been blocked out)

Oh, shit, you're gonna kill me.

I'm sorry. (more scribbles) ok?

And stay alive. Please.

(more scribbles) ]

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[ they squint at this also. ]

... No, still not familiar. Though - perhaps from the same author as the first?

[preowned]

Maybe it's to a lover?

[guestservices]

That's even more private...

[preowned]

[ whispers, ]

Star-crossed...

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[ you can't see orion's face


but tsuru might feel like they just tiredly closed their eyes behind the veil. ]

Mr. Kuninaga...

[preowned]

We have no way of knowing otherwise.

[guestservices]

I suppose you don't. That might be exciting, then...

[preowned]

I have one more.

[ he will pull out a copy of this

and then two seconds after realizes this one might be awkward but it's too late now ]

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they are silent for a long time ]

[preowned]

... so. What do you think?

[guestservices]

[ (francy voice) it's a monday ]

I think that I could have gone without seeing this.

[preowned]

Ha ha, yes, I remembered too late which staff member they were discussing!

But do any of you have any idea why these are just showing up?

[guestservices]

[ exhausting ]

I can't say that I do. The hotel has strange whims, to say the least.

[preowned]

Hm... alright.

But I apologize for anyone gossiping about your attractiveness.

[guestservices]

[ gazes into the abyss ]

That's alright. It's not as if any of you have seen what I look like, so, I suppose I can't deny it.

[preowned]

You can start rumors.

[guestservices]

The rumors seem to have already started themselves...