[Week 2, Tuesday: Waver, Sousei, Rebecca, Natsuo]

[doublecrows]

[AND SO, history repeats itself, and the long-awaited reunion of the past murder game's alumni occurs. . .]

[. . . in the library!1]

[Akechi is already there by the time people start filing in, his parchment sitting in his lap, quill tucked between his fingers. he doesn't say anything at first, but PRESUMING at some point he and Natsuo exchanged Historian names with each other and then told the others who was part of this group so they'd all know prior to the meeting, he nods at each one in turn]

I imagine you all have been quite busy these past two weeks?

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[doublecrows]

It's Ion-san. The replica.

[which is still THE WORST way of differentiating between them, but]

He has the ability to heal injuries sustained by other individuals, but only by taking them onto himself.

[londonstar]

[ waver’s initial reaction is a slight widening of the eyes, blinking in shock. the scars on his face... oh. ]

When Shirasu was injured— Ion was the one who healed him?

[doublecrows]

[ah. . .]

No. He healed my scars.

The ones I received when I wished for a clue pointing to another Historian. The well gave me Sousei-san's scars in response.

[londonstar]

[ again, waver looks shocked for a second. he then shakes his head, mumbling something like “damn that well”, but, finally, he sighs, shrugging ]

I see. I don’t believe I need to tell you to not to waste that sort of kind gesture. [ a pause ] I...cannot fix his wounds completely, that much I know. However, I will do my best.

[doublecrows]

[hahaha let's not tell Waver that Ion's objective being "die" meant that Akechi considered killing him last week. thankfully, his complicated feelings of grate. . . fulness. . . towards Ion held him back]

All right.

I believe he'll be extremely appreciative of your assistance, El-Melloi.