( douman: cursed honking )

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wk 0; intro

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( continued from here )
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[ well, that was easy enough? though, he's not too sure about the phrasing that they're using there... he doesn't adjust himself any and just continues to stand there and let them stare at him.. ]

Now who's staring?

[commedia]

Ahahaha.

[A peal of laughter, like little bells.]

I'm sorry. I apologize. Its just...those are some very interesting tattoos you have.

[nodo]

[ hmms softly at the laughter. ]

They're nothing that special.

[ (the tattoos are definitely special.)

that said, when he looks down at himself (or vaguely glances away) as he crosses arms, he notices a blotch of yellow against his skin and...hmm. that. that is definitely new to him. ]

This one I don't recognize.

[commedia]

Oh, you have one, too?

[They show their hand, emblazoned with green eyes.]

Yours looks different, though...

w0 FRIDAY

[commedia]

[Hey there, Law! You're a doctor, huh? How fortunate! You see, here's a jester, walking along, and they're just...]

[Covered in blood?]

[It doesn't look really fresh, but! That sure is a thing! Wow! Douman actually waves their hand in greeting when they see Law.]

Well, then. Hello, hello.

[PLEASE BE MORE CONCERNED THAT YOU ARE COVERED IN BLOOD]

[nodo]

[ i.


...is it really fortunate? is it??? but i guess, congrats douman, they will be the first person in this entire place to get an actual reaction out of him that isn't pure annoyance. his concern is high but he reigns it in. ]

Hello.

[ hmm. ]

Whose blood is that?

[commedia]

...I don't know?

[what do you mean YOU DON'T KNOW??]

[But they don't seem hurt? Maybe a bit all-there mood-wise - even with the pleasant expression, their eyebrows are furrowed.]

There was just...a lot of blood last night. In the kitchen.

[nodo]

[ hmm.

concern? lots of concern. law's going to give them a look over to make sure that blood isn't coming from them unknowingly. ]

Anyone else in the kitchen with you? Anything that stood out?

W1 POST TRIAL

[commedia]

[Hey, Law! Someone is...already here at the bar! Douman is just sitting here with a glass...wobbling a little bit. Looks like they've already started drinking.]

...Law? [And a turn - before they break out into a grin.] Or should I say...Master?

[nodo]

[ hmm.

you'd think after yesterday law would have learned his lesson about drinking too much but he's here for the ride for this entire week liver and body be damned. but honestly he's a bit more surprised to see the clown here. he makes a little face at the "master", unfortunate, as he takes a seat. ]

Law is just fine.

[ uugh. he regrets his wk0 self already. ]

[commedia]

Law is just fine, you say. And yet you don't correct that girl.

[A light bark of a laugh.]

You know, people will think things, you know.

[nodo]

They're welcome to think what they want; I don't care.

[ he says with a sigh and helps himself to a drink. ]

And I didn't correct her at the time because it didn't seem necessary.

W2 TUESDAY

[commedia]

[Someone is in the rec room! Its a clown, who has not been too successful avoiding people as of late, but currently has found some quiet time in the rec room. They seem to be playing with their phone - just pressing buttons, looking bored. Until Douman presses something, and there's a sudden CLICK of the camera, and a bright light shines-]

Ah-!

[And in the middle of their shock, the priest drops it. What was that?]

[nodo]

[ law has been doing a pretty good job of keeping his distance from everyone because quite frankly he doesn't want to get involved with anyone's business or have them see into his business more than they already have but the flash of light and click noise catches his attention.

hello..? ]

I didn't realize these could take photos.

[ did law completely forget that some of the evidence in trial was a selfie of aoi and kaz? maybe. okay, not exactly but he didn't put these two together.

either way, he's standing at a respectable distance in Fear of memories for the moment. ]

[commedia]

It takes photos?

[They ask, a little surprised, before moving to pluck the phone off the floor.]

Ah... [Yeah, there's a...blurry photo on it. Douman is making the CAT NO LIKE BANANA face.] I didn't realize it, either...how interesting. One can take photos...of themselves?

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You could if you wanted.

[ he'll take a step closer because talking from a distance is strange and he's playing the "how close can i be before memories are bad" game. ]

I don't think most people take photos of themselves just cause though.

[ oh law. if only he knew.... ]

W2 POST EXECUTION

[commedia]

Oh, Law.

[Here comes a clown! They walk up, handing Law what looks to be a red flower.]

For you, for you, yes.

[nodo]

[ he...will take the flower but at the same time...? ]

Did you take this from Pride's garden?

[commedia]

Mmmhmm. Pride said that it would be fine - these are my favorite flowers, you see.

[is. is it fine]

You may tell them that it was a gift from me to you, so its going back to the source, anyways.

w5 tuesday morning

[commedia]

[Hey, Law! Don't look now - there's a figure slumped against one of the aisles in the grocery store.]

[Are they dead? Can the dead die in the afterlife?]

[No, its just Douman, who....has a pile of Toblerones and candy bars next to them. Another pile of wrappers on their other side seems to suggest they've been at it a while.]

[They just look................incredibly morose. Who let this depressed clown in here? Douman just stares at the aisle across from them, mumbling to themselves as they take another bite of triangular chocolate:]

I don't know...I don't know how it could work out...

[nodo]

[ you know when law peeled himself away from steven to get a snack to eat (he was fine, yes, no need to worry. it would only be for a hot second—steven please.) he didn't expect to find douman. rather, he didn't expect to find douman like...


whatever they are currently at. its honestly kind of bad and sad. being dead had its downfalls but there were some very small perks to hyper focus on. law stands there for a moment considering before approaching. ]

Douman?

[ hmmm.... ]

...how many boxes have you gone through?

[commedia]

...Law?

[They look embarrassed, even moving an arm as if to shield their terrible chocolate crimes, but...they know that isn't going to do a thing. They sigh.]

I don't know. I've lost count at this point.

w6 monday!

[nodo]

[ well given that there are new sights to behold because somehow they hit it HUGE with whatever the hell they were doing last week, law is totally making the most of having Stuff and Things to look at.

he has no idea what an airport is and so he's kind of interested in it. rather, the way that it looks prime for mischief making.... you know, if law was the kind for that. sadly he isn't but BOY doesn't one of those shuttles that take people with their luggage from terminal to terminal look kind of tempting to fiddle with.

it's not like anyone will get hurt if he crashes it...?? ]

[commedia]

[Here's a clown walking through the airport, which is a strange place for a clown to be walking in. A clown out of their natural habitat. Spotting Law from a few feet away, they wave...only to notice him near the shuttle.]

Law, what are you doing?

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[ it's a strange place for both a pirate and a clown to be but what can you do? ]

I saw a video on the laptop in the office about someone riding around on one of these things. It looked pretty interesting.

[ said video was slightly chaotic and may or may not have involved it running into some of the kiosks but who's to say! ]

I wonder how easy they are to control.