IC CFUW Planning

[moextispicy]

[Oddly, Rika never seems to have made it to the end post of the last game. Look for her, y/n?]

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[zettai]

[y, wandering in any available directions]

Rika...?

[moextispicy]

[there is no response, but if you look long and hard enough you'll find a path that seems like it goes to the center of the games.]

[zettai]

[starts down that path, keeping an eye out for any signs of Rika]

[moextispicy]

[you eventually reach a door. It looks like there was a lock there at some point, but it splintered apart.]

[zettai]

...

[swings the door open]

[moextispicy]

[The room inside feels faintly malleable, but for now it's in the shape of a dingy room, not quite aired out enough. In the center of the room is a computer that Rika is busy glaring at]

[zettai]

[leaving as little indication of her presence as possible as she walks over, then coming up from behind and draping on her]

Hey. So busy you couldn't make it to the afterparty?

[moextispicy]

[jumps, clearly not expecting anyone else around] Lambda? What are you doing here?

[zettai]

Oh, you know, I just thought I'd go for a stroll... [giggle] I think the better question is: what are you doing here?

[moextispicy]

Tch. [taps the keyboard thoughtfully, at which point you might notice that her hands are badly bruised, with traces of blood. Then abruptly gets up and moves away, attempting to leave Lambda's draping in favor of leaving a clear line between her and the computer] Trying something. Hey Lambda, try blowing this up.

[zettai]

[regarding those hands and frowning, but ignoring that for now] You sure? I'm not gonna leave a trace behind.

[moextispicy]

Yes.

[zettai]

[releases a strong blast of konpeito towards the computer, with the intention of completely obliterating it]

[moextispicy]

[as the blast clears, you see that the blast did absolutely nothing to it. Rika flings herself back into her chair with an angry] Damnit!

[zettai]

... You've got to be kidding. Rika, what is this thing? Why am I trying to destroy it, anyway?

[moextispicy]

The center of this whole stupid game.

[zettai]

All in this one little computer?

[moextispicy]

As far as I've been able to tell.

[zettai]

So by destroying it... Trying to put an end to all games?

[moextispicy]

Obviously.

[zettai]

That's a lofty goal. So, how's it looking?

[moextispicy]

Tch.

[her sour look says everything]

[zettai]

... I kinda figured! Just how good are you with all this technical stuff anyway?

[moextispicy]

Not very.

[zettai]

[cracks knuckles] Anything I can take care of? Though apparently pure firepower is useless here.