pc catchall for stephanie.

[successives]

[shitpost incoming.]

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[vigilantics]

[ she's seated at a bench and looks up when natalie greets her. ]

What's up?

[successives]

You can probably guess.

[She's taking a careful seat on the bench, leaning her crutches down against it. There's enough distance between them that she won't accidentally touch Stephanie.]

I don't want to grill you or anything, but are you... You know.

[As okay as she can be, after going through one of those.]

[vigilantics]

I'm...

[ ... ]

You can grill me.

[successives]

[Well, in that case:]

What happened?

[vigilantics]

Well, first of all, we saw everyone who's asleep from our games. They're all safe... honestly, they're doing a lot better than we are?

[ she's pretty jealous actually????? ]

[successives]

...They were just in one of the cabins?

[She snorts.]

I wish I could sleep through all of this.

[vigilantics]

[ she nods. ]

Apparently we were all arriving on buses, one at a time. So whenever a new bus showed up, Winter put everyone in their cabin.

[successives]

Oh. And... Ours was the only bus who was still awake? Any hints as to why?

[vigilantics]

[ she shakes her head. ]

They're genuinely as confused about that as we are.

[successives]

I guess we got lucky.

[vigilantics]

[ she sighs. ]

Also, apparently it's flat out against their rules to give us answers or hints, which makes thing make more sense.

[successives]

That makes sense with the whole... hand stabbing thing.

[vigilantics]

Yeah, but there's still people who act like they are purposely holding things back.

[successives]

...I get why people don't trust them. Not everyone came from a place where the people in charge had our best interests at heart, or whatever.

[vigilantics]

I know. The castle was like that, too.

But... these guys aren't like that. If there's one thing I'm completely sure about, it's that.

[successives]

[After a few moments:]

How?

[vigilantics]

... at the end, we got to look around Winter's actual bedroom. Read their diary. Looked at their stuff.

They're just like us, scared and confused, but they got stuck with the job of having to watch us.

[successives]

Unless they planted something to make you think that.

[...]

I'm aware how paranoid that sounds, but. Careful not to be too trusting.

[vigilantics]

... there's another reason I think that, but I can't say what it is.

[successives]

[After a second:]

You know that sounds kind of shady, right?

[vigilantics]

It's really not that shady. Just talk to them enough and you'll see what I mean.

[successives]

[...Ah. After a second:]

That doesn't mean they're necessarily trustworthy.

[vigilantics]

[ ... ]

They are. I say this as someone who also gets frustrated.

[successives]

...Agree to disagree, I guess.

[vigilantics]

[ she just shrugs. ]

Speaking of hosts though... the hosts of our games are here, too. Or, most of them. Hal isn't here.