I'll tell you all how the story ends

[cleartranquil]

Who: Ghost Quest kids and all those who want to see them.
What: So as it turns out, going against the label might've been a bad move. Who knew, right? 
When: Feb 3rd and after 
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, aftermath of violence, aftermath of brainwashing, dudes there's some dark stuff.

For the past three days, the troublemakers and ghost helpers of Pride Records were kept locked away from their friends and their bands. 

As far as everyone else knew, they were just gone. And then they were back. 

They are all worse for wear, some far more than others and some much more mentally than physically, but they are all returned to their penthouses, finally, at the end of their ordeals. 

But, at least they're back. Somewhat in one piece. For the most part. 

Comments

[stylistic_disloyalty]

That bitch knows what we eat for breakfast, I'm sure of it.

Look, there are plenty of 'against the odds' stories of people doing things even when they were injured. Don't give up just yet, we'll get it set properly and then we'll see.

[worthlesspride]

That doesn't make me feel better. She probably knows when we masturbate.

[Everyone keeps saying that, but they truly don't get it. It being set wrong? An that's only going to cause him pain in the long run. The fact it was broken at all is a career killer. Once a knee is broken, or the muscles there are torn, there is no going back. He knows. He remembers being told by the doctors after he overworked himself and nearly took him out the sport he loved so much.

He's tired of saying this though, so he just gives Luci a pleasant smile and nods as if he's listening.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

...you want me to shut up, don't you?

[It's alright. She doesn't mind, she knows that she's tired of talking about why she's wearing long sleeved turtlenecks. It's probably the same with Oikawa.]

Do you want to go back to your suite by yourself, or do you want me to carry you there?

[worthlesspride]

I do, thank you.

[He pauses] I've done a lot research, and like I told you before, I have a sports injury. There is a chance, yes, but that chance is so small.

And I'm not that lucky. Never have been, never will be.

[If he had been Tobio-chan or Ushiwaka-chan, there would be a chance, because the gods loved them, Tobio-chan especially. Fuck him]

I can walk, but I wouldn't mind the company.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Alright, let's walk.

[She won't tell him that luck was always fluctuating, or that it was bullshit, that people made their own luck-- she could say anything to contradict his defeatist attitude. But it wouldn't do any good right now. Maybe later on.]

[She limps with him towards the elevators.] You going to have Tamara bring you breakfast in bed?

[worthlesspride]

I'm a cripple, not an invalid. I can get my own breakfast.

[He sticks his tongue out at her. And then he notices her limp]

Love bites huh?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Hey, your loss, I never turn down the opportunity for breakfast in bed. [Luci says, immensely satisfied with her memories of Xanxus bringing her french toast.]

[She stops for a moment, pausing to come up with another lie.] Yeah. Never had rough sex before, darling?

[worthlesspride]

It's my favorite kind!

You don't seem to be practically happy with your love bites though.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Ugh, even limping on crutches you're such an asshole Oikawa. And usually Luci would appreciate that, but she's not having it today. She rolls her eyes.]

Look... one thing at a time, yeah? Your leg, we'll talk about my 'love bites' later.

[worthlesspride]

[It's his defining trait, what do you expect]

Alright, but, Luci, you can tell me anything. I won't judge.