[School Repeat Investigation Log]

[sweetdeath]

Who: Tsuzuki Asato and all other planned participants!
Where: The school from the April 5th ayakashi attack
When: April 18th
What: Log for Tsuzuki's planned school investigation. There are still questions he'd like to see answered. Here is where they'll go work it out!
Warnings: None at the moment; will update if this changes!

[It's a normal-looking Monday morning at the school... so normal that it's as if the events of a week and a half ago never happened. It seems like there are more students here than before, and the rest of the teachers have returned from their sick leave and can be seen in the classrooms or keeping order in the halls.

The school year is winding swiftly down towards its end, as the last of the Near Shore cherry blossoms fall and tulips bloom in the flowerbeds on the school grounds.

But what really did happen here? And why?

There are a few new faces here, ready to find out....]

Comments

[noli_oblivisci]

I guess....Referring to myself as a 'ghost' sounds better than something like a 'lich', at least.

[She said, with a small, amused smile. It was equally easy just to say she could see dead people, in certain contexts. She allowed herself to relax a little more...and furtively took another cup of tea (well, no one else had shown up yet, she supposed) to go with her second doughnut. ]

More than some of us. Where I'm from, I don't think the supernatural was much of a thing. So someone with any experience would help a lot.

[sweetdeath]

Oh, you mean, a dead soul animating a dead body? These aren't our actual mortal bodies, don't worry about that!

[By now, that'd have gotten really gross.

Besides, mortal bodies don't spontaneously transform into weapons and clothes no matter how good your spell is. Tsuzuki figures shinki bodies are similar to Shinigami, if maybe a little slower to heal.]

Yeah, a lot of the shinki here don't have much experience with the supernatural, but that makes sense. There are gods that don't, though, too! That surprised me.

[noli_oblivisci]

Well, most gods here were human so it makes sense. And becoming gods doesn't seem like it's given people omnipotence or power over everything, compared to what I think most people would expect.

[Based on stories...and an unconscious internal sense.]

[sweetdeath]

Well, yeah, omnipotence isn't really a god thing. Power, sure!

[He sneaks another donut -- glazed, this time, to avoid the powdered sugar explosion -- and takes a bite, continuing to talk as he chews.]

I would've expected to see mostly people with strong spiritual powers being recruited, though.

[noli_oblivisci]

Or something...in myths, when someone ascends to godhood, it's usually because of some great feat or because they already have some divinity in them to begin with. Based on the people I've seen so far, if the Heavens do have a criteria for how they're picking people, I can't make sense of it.

[She absently took another doughnut, a nice one with lemon filling. The sweetness causes her lips to twitch up briefly, before she continues her train of thought.]

But I guess it's harder to make out things like patterns when half the group doesn't have their memories.

[She doesn't seem distressed by that as much as...vaguely troubled, for reasons she can't fully place. She took another bite of lemon goodness and the feeling faded.]

[sweetdeath]

... Yeah. We aren't being deified in our own right or anything here, though. It's like they're asking us to step into some other gods' jobs.

[He frowns, shaking his head.] I don't know if there's a pattern, either. Some of the gods know each other, though, and if there's not a pattern, what are the chances of that?

[It's probably not a conversation he should be having with a shinki, though. He sighs, shaking his head.] Anyway, let's just figure out what we can to begin with. If we can link anything at the school back to one of the gods, maybe that'll be a good starting point.

[noli_oblivisci]

Really? That's something worth considering.

[Gods knowing each other before they got pulled there would imply some sort of a connection, even if most people sounded like they came from a different place. For shinki..]

Do you think it's the same for shinki?

[She hadn't met anyone else who knew about Prism City. But then again, Psyche hadn't found herself thinking too deeply about that place for some reason.]

[sweetdeath]

Shinki don't remember, so it's hard to say.

[Tsuzuki's not meeting her eyes. He could say, yeah, but he doesn't know if that's going too far. He's not risking it with a shinki, not when he doesn't know anything about her and doesn't know what's safe to say.

This would be easier if he were a better liar.]

[noli_oblivisci]

Yeah...

[However, Psyche couldn't help but stare at Tsuzuki with curious, focused eyes. Again, there was a sensation of being vaguely troubled by something she couldn't quite describe and it increased just as the thought of pressing further on this topic came to mind. Finally, she blinked and looked away, absently taking a bite from the doughnut as though to distract herself from that sensation.

[The moment hung in the air for a long while before she, consciously and unconsciously, moved on to something else. Such as]

Oh-um-I was wondering. If you have any leftovers after the meeting, would it be okay to take some of this back with me? I'm sure my god would love to try some.

[Provided everyone didn't eat as much as her and Tsuzuki had all conversation.]

[sweetdeath]

Oh, yeah, sure!

[That troubled look on her face speaks volumes, Tsuzuki thinks. She was getting too close to thinking about it herself, wasn't she? Way too close. It's definitely time to switch to talking about donuts.]

Actually, I should go see if anybody else's showed up yet. Want to hang out here or come with? It's getting to be that time.

[noli_oblivisci]

Thanks, really. And-

[There was a flicker of hesitation - as though Psyche was still thinking about something (chiefly, whether she needed the moment to resettle her thoughts or to distract) - before nodding with a smile.]

I don't mind coming with. I'm a bit curious who else is showing up, anyway.

[And it was probably better than eating the discomfort out of her. She grabbed her cup of tea and moved to follow.]