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4th Tea Party: Sewing up the Ranks

(After all of that mess with pranks, Kreutzer felt very proud of herself and the fun she was able to have with it. Mayfield seemed proud of what she was able to accomplish as well since she found an envelope addressed to her when she returned home. Upon opening it, she found a picture of eight very familiar dolls; dolls she's no doubt made before...)

Action: The General Store

(Anyone doing some grocery shopping today may notice a group of flying dolls roaming about the store. No one seems to be watching over them and one of them is carrying a hand-written list of things that needed to be purchased. They're strong enough to carry the grocery baskets on their own, even the gallons of milk! Should you bump into them, you either see them going about what they're looking for...or arguing amongst themselves. And yes, they all have voices on their own, so you may think it's a group of people going around!)

Action: Jonathan's Tools

(Yup, the dolls are all here, too! Anyone dropping by can expect the same shenanigans as they caused in the supermarket...except there are a lot more sharp things here. Why is that one holding an exhaust pipe...? And another sporting garden shears?! Who knows what they might be up to!)

Action: Outside 2239 Stevens

(The garage door is wide open and anyone passing by will see Kreutzer working on...something. It appears to be mechanical, but since it's still far from complete, there's no way to tell what it is...unless you ask her. Will it be curiosity that makes you step up? Or are you there to complain about the noise? Or maybe there's something about all of the dolls that are flying around the house that makes you want to ask exactly what's going on? The choice is up to you!)

Phone: Filtered to Rarity

Good afternoon, Rarity. Are you free today?

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Kreutzer often times has a dark sense of humor, so the bombs serve as a metaphor: Kreutzer wants to kill herself. Her mind is overwhelmed with guilt over her past actions and she wishes for nothing more than for death to embrace her. The varying strength and radius of each bomb represents the damage each of the dolls, each piece of her personality, can inflict on others. Leaf, for example: young, innocent, full of potential; her bomb represents all of the great good, or evil, she's capable of.

I tell you because as her housemate, you deserve to know the truth behind her actions. Her pride refuses to let her tell you herself. Pride is an emotion I'm not capable of, so I can tell you this freely. She was killed back home, but being brought to Mayfield denied her the opportunity to stay dead. She traded in memories of home to create Leaf and the other low-tier dolls so quickly; because I was made long afterwards, I myself do not know what she has given up. All that is clear is those memories robbed her of the only chance she had at peace of mind; she's mentally distressed and it only grows worse as time progresses. She may be making few friends here, but the guilt and dark emotions in her can only be contained for so long...

I see...

[Hajime is quiet for a bit. He's got a pretty good idea of what Kreutzer's mindset must be like; on some level he's wanted to die every time he found himself reverting into the Joker...though at least in his case, he's trying to escape from the animal he is inside. It's a lot for him to process. Kreutzer just seems...broken. Crazy laughter's backing that up.]

She will become a danger to herself and others if she is left unchecked, won't she? Will she remain human?

[That's possibly the most awkward way he could have chosen to phrase that, but he's trying to put this into terms he can understand.

And speaking of unchecked, that omelet he was making is probably char now. He's just proven all of Kreutzer's assumptions of his cooking skills horribly right.]

Damaged, but not irreparable; she can sympathize with you and begrudgingly agree that you two are similar. You've seen the unicorn she spends her time with, correct? Rarity, the unicorn in question, is the one Kreutzer can call her first and "best" friend in Mayfield.

She still has potential for redemption. Losing those memories in the post office has made that goal much more difficult, but it is still possible for her to change.

Physically, she will remain human, but if her guilt gets the best of her, she may provoke the town and its residents into battling her: a battle to the death.

(Earl remains ~~without damns to give~~ emotionless as the omelet practically turns to ash.)

Should that time come, someone will have to stop her. Should no one be able to stop her, the bells will ring for the end of the world.

[Have some very, very bitter laughter. It's a bit more natural than the weird sudden emotion changes he was giving Kreutzer in the garage, although his being Chalice makes it impossible to tell what Hajime's facial expression is doing.]

I'll take care of her if I don't lose myself and destroy the world first. I have allies here. We'd likely be able to handle things more quickly than she would realize.

...and if I go first, I've already made arrangements for that eventuality. Perhaps Kreutzer should look into doing the same.

[Why, yes, he has made a point of asking Mayfield's other Riders to kill him if he loses himself to Joker. He's quite aware of the fact that the doll might let Kreutzer know he says he has allies, and he really doesn't care. When he says he'll take care of her if she totally loses it, in his mind, that's actually offering to do her a big favor.

He's becoming aware of a burning smell now, but he thinks it's coming from the garage. Doesn't realize it's the omelet. Is that a bit of fire in the pan?]

(All things considered, Kreutzer would probably consider it a favor, too.

She'd like to prepare in that manner, but just as her pride kept her from being honest with you, it prevents her from admitting that someone may have to kill her one day.

(Yup, Earl sees that omelet burning up. As such, she shoots an incredibly flexible laser that effortlessly curves around Hajime and reduces the flaming dinner to nothingness. Cleanup made easy!)

But if you think about it, she may have already looked into doing just that...tell me, how strongly do you wish to kill her? Considering how she's treated you after learning of Joker, would you hesitate?

[And suddenly, Hajime realizes that before this conversation, he would've been all too happy to off Kreutzer without any hesitation. She's good... He's totally out of his league as far as reading and manipulating people goes, that's for sure.

And now he feels kind of bad for her. Thanks for that, Human Undead. You certainly knew what you were doing when you let Joker seal you...his hand twitches towards Chalice's holstered card box as he remembers that. He's actually feeling compassion for this woman who's done her best to make things hard on him.]

She hasn't given me much reason to.

I know what it is to be a destroyer against one's wishes. I'll kill her if the time comes. I'll...make it as quick as possible. She'll not suffer.

(Though it's impossible to tell, Earl feels satisfied by his resolve.)

She will not mind the pain as long as the job is done.

Again, I apologize for the suffering she put you through.

[Another chuckle.]

I'm not entirely blameless myself.

And I've been through much, much worse.

I see...her faith isn't misplaced, then.

...thank you, Hajime. Or do you prefer Chalice?

[Polite nod. Kreutzer has faith in him? Talk about saying one thing and thinking another...]

You're welcome.

And in this form, I am Chalice. Kamen Rider Chalice. Excuse me for a moment.

[Still feels odd introducing himself as a Rider, especially to one of Kreutzer's talking dolls, of all things...

Chalice ducks into another room very quickly, away from Earl's prying eyes. Earl will hear a strange electronic voice say, "Spirit," before Hajime returns, no longer Chalice.]

And as I am now, I am simply Hajime Aikawa.

(Hey man, gotta have faith in someone if you plan on them to kill you. Kreutzer plays with variables like that.

Earl's eyes are hardly prying...or doing much other than looking back at Hajime.)

Very well, then. I've ruined your dinner, so allow me to take responsibility for it.

(Nope, not waiting for a response before starting to get a few things together. She's just getting it all assembled now...)

[Actually he probably should've paid better attention to that pan, but let's face it, the ensuing conversation was too good to ignore in favor of those eggs. He's got his arms crossed now, watching Earl work. He considers intervening but decides against it because frankly, he's kind of curious to see what the doll is doing. He doesn't think it'll poison him after needing him around to kill Kreutzer in a worst-case scenario...]

...so what are you cooking, exactly?

[He also keeps glancing back towards the garage in the event that Kreutzer decides to come back inside. Would she have smelled the smoke from there?]

(The garage door is open, so the open air is likely filtering that out. Besides, construction noise can be heard from that direction.)

Pasta and chicken parmesan.

[He will try very hard to hide how excited he is by that because let's face it, his own repertoire of recipes does not include ~~anything that isn't an omelet~~ that, and it's something different.]

Sounds good.

[Just getting himself something to drink now...]

(Yes Hajime, go get your drink while Earl prepares your dinner.

-THEN COOKING HAPPENS-

And your plate is now served on the table, waiting for you. Pretty impressive for a doll, isn't it?)

[Hajime probably should have taken notes so as to improve his own meager cooking skills, but was instead completely involved in finding the bottle of ginger ale he'd hidden somewhere deep within the fridge because he didn't want to share with Kreutzer. (Because the last bottle is not to be shared.) He's hungrily eying the food now, and hey, might as well dig in.]

Thanks. It's not bad.

[This is about as complementary as he gets, so, yay for Earl.]

Mm.

(She nods. And that's about emotional as she gets.)

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