ninjay: (or maggots and dirt.)
[ sometime after the investigation, jay returns to room 117. it seems like both jake and kaito aren't around conveniently for this thread to take place.

when jay sees dirk, he waves with his right hand. ]


I feel like I should have stayed in with you guys in the morning.
ninjay: (those breakdown days are done.)
[ jay returned to the room tuesday night extremely late and covered in what appears to be blood and guts. the left sleeve of his shirt was also torn, as if something clawed or bit through it. if jake had tried to get anything out of him, he would only have answered with a "not now" before immediately going into the bathroom to get less fucking gross and then he promptly went the fuck to sleep.

on wednesday he spent the day primarily holed up in the room, sleeping for most of the day. he does not explain what the hell happen until about evening when he finally looks towards jake. ]


Hey. I need your help with something.
ninjay: (and i lost the will to fight.)
[ a few hours after the execution is over, jay is wandering around the motel to find something to do. the ice cream, unfortunately, could not get rid of the bad taste in his mouth that was left from watching kamui get killed in that way, so he figures a distraction would be nice.

he crosses paths with kaiba near the pool area, because i just decided that right now. ]


Kaiba. [ he nods his head in greeting. ]
ninjay: (what's what beneath the floorboards.)
[ a few hours after the execution and ice cream party, jay will exit his room to make his way towards the kitchen. a sundae does not really substitute itself for food, so he decides to look for what he can find in the kitchen as a quick snack.

on the way there, though, he bumps into one (1) smol. ]


Oh. Hello, Clementine.
ninjay: (some scars heal.)
[ when it's 10 pm and jake still hasn't returned to their room, jay starts to get... concerned. it's not really like him to be out this late, or at least jay is pretty sure he would have told him? jake's pretty polite when it comes to things like that.

so, jay sets off to do a very quick search around the premises for his missing roommate. he can't be as thorough as he would like, with the threat of curfew looming, but he hits all of the locations that are accessible and comes up empty handed.

when he finally heads back to his room, a little past 11, he spots dirk outside his door. that is... concerning? or maybe dirk was with jake, and he just dropped jake off at the room or?? something?? WHATEVER THE CASE jay hurries over. ]


Were you with Jake?
ninjay: (i was at home.)
[ a couple of hours after everyone had woken up back in their rooms after the execution, jay finally ventures out of his room to see what's going on at the rest of the motel. he's not really in the mood to talk to anyone in the moment, mostly because he figures that his patience for back to back conversations regarding #trauma is going to get too much after a while.

despite that, he pauses mid-step when he comes across light in the lounge. ]


You've had quite a morning.

[ understatement. ]
ninjay: (far worse.)
[ when 11:00 hits after the execution, jay's eyes open slowly. there's a second where he just squints blearily at the ceiling before it suddenly hits, and then he's sitting up so quickly that the blanket he was so kindly tucked into falls off him.

once he confirms that he is indeed back in room 117, he turns towards jake's bed to see if his roommate is also awake or even, like, there in the first place. his mind is still racing with all the images that he witnessed at the lake, but he has other people he need to check on right now as well. ]


Jake. [ while his voice isn't loud, it's firm, like his intent is waking the other teen in case he is asleep. ]
ninjay: (or maggots and dirt.)
[ so. sometime after the trial ends, jay will be heading back to his own room, probably to internally shriek over how much of a terrible time this was for all.

mayhaps... he runs into a familiar face, while walking in that direction? hmmMMM? ]
ninjay: (our sordid hearts.)
[ a few hours after the investigation wraps up, jay will make his way to room 108 and knock on the door.

if no one shows up he'll just leave because this isn't that important, but. he figured he should check on things. ]
ninjay: (or sadly madly in love.)
[ just like literally everyone else, jay is spending a lot of time out and about in the town, since... well. town. he's about to head about to the motel though, when he hears the sound of... something? being thrown against a thing?

he follows the noise, wondering what could that be!!!!! HM!!! ]

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