[ Someone is sitting in the kitchen, on a stool, set hidden at just the right angle to the doorway that those coming in, or who are already inside, will not have noticed her sitting there - perfectly silently. Staring. - until she begins to speak. There's a chuckle first, as if there's a very dark joke that nobody else is getting, before she begins to dictate into her journal. ]My, my...everything's gotten colourful all of a sudden, hasn't it? Yellow, orange, and white, punctuated with elegant host clubs...it looks like Paradisa really knows how to have a good time, in between all the murder and mayhem.
[ And her tone turns flat, almost angry for a minute. ] We all
forgot that, didn't we? All those people,
dead. All those people, lying in excruciating pain in the clinic. The rivers of blood...
[ A pause, and a breath...then when she comes back, it sounds like normal Yukiko again; pleasant, and polite, without any amusement or rage. Those in the kitchen may have noticed her blink away an odd yellow tinge from her eyes. ]But, as they say...'this too shall pass', right? We just all need to keep that in mind right now.
[ And as for Okami? She hasn't been in there at all this week. She's just been wandering the castle, looking around the hallways.
Watching.
Waiting... ]
(ooc: Loss ends tonite, but one last creeper!post before we go!)