dinner with weirdos

[momingstar]

[Everyone will get a note under their door and be called for supper. If and when they arrive at the kitchen, Eimi's set some fish stew and rice out for everyone.]

Hello! I know we haven't had a lot to do here and we all want to get home, but there's no reason we can't make the best of things. This isn't just a group meal, though. I'd like anyone to share what they've found so far. I haven't seen any major clues yet, and I've been looking, but this shouldn't turn into a competition, you know! I've had quite enough of that.

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[inthecolosseum]

[Looking rather crestfallen at this information, the gangly creature emerges fully from the wall, fetching a long, deep sigh before looking contemplatively down at the smaller human, belatedly offering up a quick,]

Yo. Seems like everyone here can see me, so I should probably introduce myself. Ryuk.

[momingstar]

[...Um.]

...Hello. You aren't, ah... I don't actually know the polite way to phrase this, but you aren't a demon of some sort, are you?

[inthecolosseum]

Nah.

[He plops himself into the nearest convenient seating surface with a certain weightless gracelessness.]

I don't know for certain if demons exist, but I've never seen one before. I'm a shinigami, a "god of death". We're not really interested in seducing or deceiving humans.

[momingstar]

Well, I'd hope not. Though that does mean we're no closer to finding out why we're here.

[inthecolosseum]

I'd like to know that myself. It shouldn't be possible to keep me here, but they've managed. Whoever arranged this has some incredible resources. Or powers.

[He pauses a beat, finally settling a fishy stare on the human woman.]

So, what's your name, missy?

[momingstar]

Haneoka Eimi. I'll agree that none of this should be possible. We don't even know what year it is here, if we've all given different reports.

[inthecolosseum]

Hm. Nice to meet you.