Harper grinned and kept leading the group. "Did anyone say where they are in here? I think we've pretty much decided they're currently in the dark side, but where?"
Ollie just kept quiet, following Harper and allowing Nikka to drag him along.
"Never really said they had to be here. Thought maybe the imagination. I don't really know. Doesn't matter…" He replied.
"Hey! Stop that! It does matter, D. You matter, and don't you forget it." Harper put his hands on his hips. (I feel like D probably thinks Harper is obnoxious with all this hope stuff lol)
(Probably)
"if you haven't really noticed all we have done was a wasted effort. Why does it matter where we check if we have no ideas where they could be." He said and sighed.
"Because the next place could be the right one! You never know, D."
(It's hard to write a hopeful character sometimes since I legitimately have clinical depression and feel very little hope lol)
Without letting go of Ollie, Nikka walked over to D and put her arms around his shoulders as well, forming a line of ultimate protection. "D, my dear, dear friend, how dare you? Nothing we've done was a wasted effort; doing anything is better than doing nothing!"
"Yeah… I'd rather be doing nothing. This whole thing has involved too much social interaction so far. I wish to do nothing at all, sulk in my gloom of my room." He replied back and continued walking.
"Well, D, we appreciate that you're making an effort to be here! Ollie, please put your cards down, I don't need you to tell me I'm grasping at straws." Ollie silently put his note cards back in his pocket.
"Depression Mortimir Sanders," Nikka replied gently, "your help is required on this journey. If you can stand up to Paranoia, you can do anything. Even be happy…. Someday. We'll work on that one."
"mhm. Well thanks? Also I that isn't my name, middle name that is. I don't have one." D said and stared at the floor.
"I know that," Nikka replied contentedly, "giving people middle names is how I express discontentment. The more names you have, the more force my words have."
"Why don't we have middle names?" Ollie asked, mostly just wondering aloud to himself.
"Well, that's not too important right now. What is important is finding Virgil, dad, Logan, Roman, and Deceit."
"Not very effective. On me that is at least." D said to them. "Ok well… I want to face plant on my bed."
"ACK, you are so hopeless, D… but honestly same. I was woken up at an uNHOLY HOUR by this monstrosity," she said, gesturing wildly as she talked.
Paranioa's fingers tapped on their drink, thinking aloud to themselves. "Perhaps the doungens, no Vlady redecorated that into a gym last year… Maybe Pride's room, it's been empty since he ducked out…"
“What do you mean he ‘ducked out’?”
“Quack.”
“Quiet, Harper. Thomas can’t just have his pride duck out.”
“Quack quack.”
“Harper I swear to god.”
"Well, Roman and him used to be friends. Then Roman, when younger, took out most of Pride's main functions. He ducked out a few years after."
“…quack.”
“Oh my god Harper this is serious!”
“Sorry, I’ll stop.”
“Thank god. How long ago did Pride leave?”
"About… Two years ago. It was a time when Dad was working overtime, trying to assure Thomas that he was okay."
“Yeah, I remember then… kinda sucked. You were working overtime against Deceit too, weren’t you Harper?” Harper nodded.
“Yeah. Hard work, you know? Thomas was torn between Deceit’s and, quite frankly, my lies. It may be my job to be hope, but I’m not stupid. It may seem like I am sometimes, but I can see when we’re not doing so well mentally.”
"Yeah, only really the darkies over here know about Uncle Pride." Paranoia muttered darkly, it was clear they didn't like a lot of the dark sides. C had been writing something in his notebook and just know cuaght up with them.
Ollie nodded. “You and Deceit are really the only ones I’ve met, unless you count Virgil too.”
“Deceit and I have spent a lot of time together,” Harper added, “can’t say I enjoyed it though.”
"I don't count Virgil since he did leave us as soon as saw the chance." Paranoia almost growled, so they didn't like Virgil, that was seen.
Depression stayed silent as he continued to walk down the hall. He looked at some of them every once in awhile. Though didn't engage in the conversation.
"Everyone, what if we don't find them?" Narcissus asked.