catch-all: otome.

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one day i will find an appropriate shitpost...

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week zero, monday.

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[WELL. They're apparently taking the same physics class now, so Ichinose probably recognizes her face enough to wave at Otome when she spots her working on her homework sometime after class. Hi. Hello. Hope Otome wasn't wishing for some peace and quiet.]

You're in the Theoretical Physics class, right? Heeeeello, again! What did you think? Was it fun? Was the professor totally brutal?

[Ma'am, please let Otome get a word in.]

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[ It's fine, she'll let her finish before she speaks. ]

"Totally brutal"... sums it up rather nicely, I'd say! Or I suppose you could say he's just very passionate about the subject matter, but I don't hate that in a person.

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Ohh, that's a great point. It's important to be passionate about your work. No one's happy when even the assigned teacher is bored silly, are they?

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If I was a teacher, that's what I would think, anyway.

... Though I can also see why he would scare people away.

[ He Mean. ]

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[Nods, nods.]

I wonder how many classmates we'll have left by the end of the term.

[She's talking about everyone else dropping out but, like. Stares in mg.]

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[ Ichinose condemns everyone to death-- ]

I wonder if it might just be us.

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It's a shame we wouldn't get extra credit in class just for surviving that long.

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We might! One never knows.

week zero, sunday.

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[Catching her outside the dorms because there is no way for Ichinose to physically manifest inside Summer Dorm.

She waves as she approaches.]

Are you getting some fresh air?

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[ A tired wave back. ]

Something like that. Hello.

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Hello, again.

[Someone please save Otome...]

Mind if I join you? I don't think I want to turn in just yet.

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Yes, feel free. I'd enjoy the company, actually.

[ it's fine. ]

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Alrighty, then get ready to bask in my presence! [Lightly. Is she joking? A mystery.] ... Now, you're probably sick of thinking about what happened earlier. So why don't we talk about something else?

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Did you have something in mind?

[ Yes, do tell. ]

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Hmm... [She taps her chin.] You're a woman of science, too, Yanagiya-san. Why don't you tell me about something you love?

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Something I love, specifically science-related?

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That's right. Though, I guess whatever comes to mind is fine too.

monday, week two.

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[Are they even taking the same classes this week? A mystery. But at some point of the day, Ichinose will run into her in the classroom building hallways. She has her hands stuffed in her pockets, sleeves rolled all the way down — which basically means she flaps her coat around when she lifts her hands up to wave at her. Wow.]

Hellooooo, Yanagiya-san. How are you?

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Oh, perfect timing--

[ And she waves in return. ]

Lucretia told me you'd been hurt. I'd like to take a look.

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... Oh, yeah. She did, huh?

[A hum.]

Alrighty! Shall we go somewhere else? This place is a liiiittle too busy for a consultation.

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Would you prefer your dorm, maybe?

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Hmm... You're not inviting yourself over to steal a couch, right?

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... That's an oddly specific thing to ask, but no. I don't even think I could manage stealing a couch in the first place.

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Right? But believe it or not, it's already happened! Not once, but twice. Isn't that crazy?

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Is there a way to tether it down, maybe?

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I don't think Luke-kun would be happy with us if we nailed the furniture down to the floor.

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Something like a bicycle lock?

[ It's fine. ]

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For a couch...?

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It's possible!

But I promise I don't intend to steal your furniture.

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I guess we could look into it...

[Bike lock the furniture to each other, sure. Either way, she laughs and waves her off.]

I believe you. No offense, Yanagiya-san, but it's hard to picture you dragging a couch out of our dorm aaaall by yourself.

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Not enough muscle definition, right?

[ Shame. ]

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[She shakes her head, smiling.]

Ever thought about getting ripped, Doctor?

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When my job gets a little less busy, maybe.

[ so probably not. ]

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... So, not anytime soon.

[But, anyway!! I guess they're in front of Fall Dorm now? Wow.]

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Would you prefer we do this in your common room?

[ To be polite. ]

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That's fine by me. [Ichinose will unlock the front door, and let Otome into the common room.] Just tell what you need me to do.

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Can I take a look at-- your arms, was it?

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Just the one.

[But she will be a good girl and bare her arm for Otome. It's, well, a pretty nasty scald burn? Third degree for sure.]

week four, monday.

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[Well. Ever been depressed for so long that you end up emotionally numb? Because that is unfortunately the general feeling Otome's going to get once Ichinose is in her vicinity. There are bad vibes only in this murder house.

Despite this, Ichinose looks as chipper as ever when she runs into her (throws dart) by the lazy river.]

Good morning, Yanagiya-san! Seeing your face truly brightens my day. What are you up to?

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Oh, just wandering...

[ she trails off because while her own emotions are sincere cheerfulness, they're fading to some perplexity and this... sudden numbness. ]

Ichinose-san, is everything all right?

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Huh? Oh, yes. Of course I am. And if you're worried about my arms, they're getting better every day.

[The bad vibes are fine.]

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I'm glad for that, but I meant more... your emotions?

[ Or lack thereof? ]

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... My emotions are also fine. More importantly, how are you?

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Oh, I'm fine. Just trying to make sense of some of these classes.

[ She is Concerned. ]

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Which ones? Maybe we can help each other out.

[Please be more concerned about your future self, ma'am. Your swiss cheese...]