catch-all: lucretia.

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week zero, saturday.

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[Cafeteria is so valid. They were in there for nine whole ass hours? Ichinose has boba tea in one hand, and a muffin in the other. She is absolutely waving at her with a muffin.]

Hello again, Director! Talk about crazy, right?

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'Crazy' might just be an understatement.

[she sighs that out, with a shake of her head; the food on the table she's sitting at is barely touched.]

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Ahaha, I guess that's true. This is certainly not how I expected my weekend to go, that's for sure.

[meanwhile, ichinose, sipping her boba.]

w0, sunday

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[we live in the void now it's fine it's fine it's fine

anyway, wherever ichinose happens to be when lucretia comes across her on the way back to her dorm-- she pauses first, as if debating whether she actually wants to say anything.]

-well. I suppose his wasn't the only death, after all.

[this place! is fucked up! she still looks pretty damn stressed.]

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[The void is nice and toasty.

Ichinose sighs, shoulders slumping.]

So much for [PRINCIPAL BEAR VOICE:] no, please! No more dying, thank you.

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Either he was leaving information out or he really didn't know, and to tell you the truth, I'm... not sure which of those is better.

week one, friday.

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[In the cafeteria! Ichinose is holding one of those snack sized cereal boxes when she notices Lucretia.]

Good morning, Director! Do you want a salad?

[Rattles the cereal box! And pauses.]

... Ahaha, just kidding. Have you looked at your phone?

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Miss Ichinose, with all due respect: absolutely the fuck not.

[that debate aged her. god.]

But I have, yes. You received something as well?

week one, saturday.

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[.................. Well.

It's definitely past the cafeteria's operating times, which might explain why Ichinose is chilling in the industrial kitchen. What might not make sense is the fact that she's... uh, staring at a pot of boiling water sitting on the stove. There's a thermometer sticking out of it, but Ichinose is just. Staring at it.

Whenever Lucretia arrives, it's just in time to watch her yank out the thermometer and try to move the pot with her bare hands, flinching. What is she trying to cook? Mystery. The pot is a little too close to the edge now, when she seems to notice her.]

Oh, Director. Good evening.

[A little blandly.]

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I'm not so sure about the 'good' part.

[but she's watching ichinose with some concern, after that-- sort of bland tone, and also trying to pick up this pot with her bare hands? she's quickly checking around nearby drawers and cabinets, there have to be potwarmers somewhere to grab the handles with.]

Here, try to use something for that, I really don't think you should be touching it directly... just what are you trying to make?

monday, week two.

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[The flower field is very pretty and Lucretia is valid. Ichinose tries to peer over her shoulder curiously when she runs across her, hands shoved in her pockets with the sleeves rolled all the way down.]

... Hello, Director! Keeping busy?

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[ichinose can peek! she's a very good artist, the flowers on the page lifelike save for their lack of color, and she has one or two red blossoms tucked into the notebook. she pauses when addressed, though, to glance up.]

Oh, Ichinose. I am, yes-- are you well, after the other night?

w2, saturday

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[hello ichinose... she's out here vibing in the library, going over what looks like some kind of history book, but she doesn't seem to be paying that much attention to it. skimming more than anything, just sort of idly flipping through pages while lost in thought; her focus is very elsewhere, in the moment.]

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[Hope Lucretia isn't too lost in her thoughts, because Ichinose is suddenly piping up when she's close enough to her—]

Hello again, Director.

w3, monday

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[what's up, lucretia is here looking around the stem lab to see what's going on here! she doesn't look... entirely unfamiliar with a lab sort of setup, but neither does she look like she knows what most of this is, looking things over curiously without touching them just yet.]

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[Predictably, Ichinose is here. And she is holding a raspberry pi like it's the most beautiful thing she has ever laid her gosh danged eyes on. She will continue to hold it like a baby when she notices Lucretia, even.]

Good morning, Director. Getting the lay of the land?

w3, saturday

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[we're gonna assume she comes across ichinose either in the library or outside on her way there, probably-- but either way, she'll pause to give her a nod. she looks fucking tired after this day they've all had, though.]

Ichinose. I suppose that one was a success after all.

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[The library is valid. Ichinose was probably humming a tune while browsing the books, until they ran into each other.]

Objectively. [She looks as chipper as always, whew.] Though, I wonder how many people feel that way.

week four, monday.

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[Happy Monday, Lucretia! Ichinose has a pom-pom in her right hand, which she waves at her from a respectable distance.]

Hellooooo, Director! Are you familiarizing yourself with the new facilities, too?

week four, sunday.

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[Well.

Everything sure did happen!

They are back in the library, because why not? Ichinose looks up from her book when she notices Lucretia, and after a beat:]

Were you able to stabilize Mandricardo-san with Yanagiya-san?

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I was.

[hi, she's back to text to speech now! she maybe overused her voice yesterday after trial it's Fine. she feels somewhat relieved, though.]

The potion seemed to help, though not fully.

week six, tuesday.

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[Observatory time! Ichinose offers her a wave and a smile when she spots her doing... whatever it is Lucretia's getting up to. Then, she gestures at the telescope.]

Have you found anything familiar?

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Not just yet. Granted, I'm used to a little bit of a weirder angle on the sky anyway.

[living above the world does that.]

w6, sunday

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[hewwo ichinose. they're in-- let's make it the kitchen again, why not! lucretia isn't really fixing anything at the moment, though, just sort of lingering like she's thinking about it when ichinose appears.]

-Ichinose. [...] Today was something of a relief, I think.

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Hello, Director.

[Ichinose, on the other hand, is making her way over to grab something from the fridge.]

... Hm, yes. I can imagine. None this is really your style, right?

[Lucretia, your tragic backstory.]