One failed cleaning attempt and a few action opportunities [17/??? artefacts collected]

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[ Philip will be making extensive trips to the other side a few times and running into him along the way is entirely possible throughout the entire event.

It's also entirely possible to meet him at the party, although the festivity of his mood is questionable.

What you're seeing here however is an accidental video on the evening of the eighth of April.

Philip is wearing gloves and a surgical apron. After taking a deep breath he tentatively approaches his bed and starts tucking at the pillows, then at the sheets.

Tucking. Tucking. Pausing. Shuddering.

Tucking. Tucking. Tu-- Stepping back, cringing and throwing the apron and gloves on the bed with a frustrated sigh. ]

I... can't. It's not, I-- [ He groans and rubs his eyes. For a moment he stands still.

Then he moves towards the closet and fetches a sports bag.

The rest of the feed is spent packing up his personal items and a few other assorted goods.

If you are Daniel, Dean or Tim you will also receive the following text message a while later: ]

Moved to 18, 5th floor. Just wanted to let you know. - Philip

[[Fourth wall guest spectators most welcome~ ♥]]

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ Philip answers with a short and scornful laugh. Clearly, clearly he knows about Clarence and clearly, CLEARLY this was a quip at the fact that he can never have his peace of mind back ever again. ]

[goshpicklewalls.livejournal.com]

[ And Daniel wonders if that was a yes, whether the guy has more self awareness than he gave him credit for.

But whether or not that's the case... the gun is still in play here. ]

You will hear from me again, sir, [ he says as he turns to leave, still watching the gun cautiously. Except you won't, at least not this event, because this is backtagged wheeeee ]