GRAVEYARD
Graveyard
Reflexively, you curl tighter. Just another minute. Just another minute of sleep is all you need, but the sun waits for no one. Wait. The sun? After many days and nights with only moonlight to guide you, your eyes snap open and your pupils contract at the light.
It's been a while, hasn't it?
Bask in this euphoria for however long it lasts, until your memory snaps back against your mind like a rubber band. Weren't you dead? No matter how you met your end, you certainly remember dying in vivid detail. The pain that corresponds to the last moment's of your life chooses then to make itself known, trying to wriggle free from your skin almost literally. That mark on your skin wasn't there before either.
Take a moment to breathe and get your bearings, and really take everything into focus. The warm rays of sun that dance upon your skin are colorful and fragmented like a kaleidoscope, the effect of being filtered through stained glass. Of all the places to wake up, it seems you're inside a church that's no stranger to you, St. Mary's Basilica. While the odds are good you've woken up with company somewhere near by, the glint of gold from the altar will likely catch your attention regardless—embedded deep in the altar stands a golden staff, two sculpted wings draped down its sides.
While some things are the same, and some things are different, there are still more questions than answers. But the inscription engraved into the roof of the ceiling of the Church, now visible in proper lighting seems rather apt: Welcome to Krakow (again).

SECOND WEEK
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Well, obviously he was right to do so, because as he comes to his senses he is still in Krakow. He's shaken by this - confused, even betrayed, hands forming anxiously into tight fists. Could Lelouch's curse on him have sunken so deep as to make a wandering ghost of him, killed and yet still living? No - he soon realizes that he's not alone in the church. Whatever went wrong with his death, it's got to be due more to the mysteries of this city. He rises, taking slow, soft steps away in hopes of not waking Lysithea. He doesn't know much about what happened - maybe she even attacked first - but he'd like her to experience the relief of survival without having to look at his wretched face first.
So, now he's in the streets, taking in the mysterious twilight. His first thought is to go into his room and see if it's how he left it, same items he's squirreled away and all. It feels very strange to walk through the city like this, illuminated yet even emptier than it was before. The dizziness he feels only adds to the sense of unreality as he explores place after place. Feel free to run into him anywhere, he's lowkey enjoying that he can explore now without worrying about a broken foot.]
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So he comes by with a wave of his hand. ]
Hello again.
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Mr. Hyobu, I see. Hello... [Even though he's in the same boat, he has to admit it's still a little shocking to see him on his feet again after being shot to death. He didn't technically remember his own death so it was marginally possible for it to have been avoided, but this feels like the nail in the coffin. Both good and bad, to him.]
I didn't expect being dead would place us right back at square one. Have you noticed a week pass?
[does death have time?? VERY hard to tell in perpetual twilight, even more than perpetual night really.]
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let's GO eXpLoRiN'
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i didnt miss this
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???
Explore? ]
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[he sees Hyobu going that way but he's never bothered a lot with the tram station so he doesn't know the difference]
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T-Rex A'Roarin
So far there's been no sign that the power has been restored to the other side, but sometimes this things take a while. In the evening (for any sense of evening in this place) one lone light flickers on in one of the fish tanks on the other side.
Take your places everyone. ]
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Let's begin. Say what you want to say, and I'll translate it to morse.
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Someone has returned with her high heeled boots and amidst all the roaring and discussion she just. Stares. As much as someone can stare with a half-helmet obscuring her eyes, but still. ]
...what is this nonsense?
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Damn it... why'd it stop now- [oh, it's an ojou-san] Ah, are you miss "Ojou?" We were contacting the living, just now.
[was it you. did you short us out for a mcflurry]
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1/2
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ghost(s) reacting to meeting
Are you all nuts.
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later in the week, after stuff happens: a meeting of sorts
Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!
[ and if people follow elliot's calls and wonder how he's still moving if he can't get up - and also why does his voice get further and further away, what's going on, elliot why - they will eventually end up in his room. he sits at the foot of his bunk, surrounded by all the extra sheets he stole from everyone else's rooms. next to him is a plate with a couple of jelly sandwiches, a pitcher of milk, and a couple of empty cups. plus this notebook. ]
It looks like I've chosen to stay, uh, down, so I don't need help getting up - sorry, not sorry about lying. You might as well join me. Sit!
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I'd have come if you invited me normally, you know?
[Checking out the open notebook as he sits tho]
Oh, this is well done.
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[She shrugs, looking around like she just the door she had passed through a moment ago]
How unfortunate. I can only listen to you. What's up?
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Trial popcorn II
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How many people left this bar... I wonder if Mr. Sirius's wings would factor in?
[can he, like, fly. Suzaku didn't know the dude]
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