[ After seeing what the Warden had done - and honestly, he couldn't help himself, curiosity got the best of him - he wasn't sure if he wanted to leave his cell at all today. But he had to. He had no choice. If he wanted to survive until the day he got out of this place, he had to eat, get enough CP, and then some.
Which is why he manages to show up regardless, only to find the picture painted out for him: bodies on the floor, both dead and knocked out and fresh blood dripping everywhere.
It's a disgusting smell, which is why he flares his nostrils before pinching his nose uncomfortably as he slowly walks around the area, trying not to step onto anything. Especially any corpses or blood. This was all real, right? Not some ruse like the one that Koizumi had done several months ago, during Endless Eight the later half of summer.
He probably was going to regret leaving his cell, wasn't he... ]
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Which is why he manages to show up regardless, only to find the picture painted out for him: bodies on the floor, both dead and knocked out and fresh blood dripping everywhere.
It's a disgusting smell, which is why he flares his nostrils before pinching his nose uncomfortably as he slowly walks around the area, trying not to step onto anything. Especially any corpses or blood. This was all real, right? Not some ruse like the one that Koizumi had done several months ago, during
Endless Eightthe later half of summer.He probably was going to regret leaving his cell, wasn't he... ]