[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.]
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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.]
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.]
[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 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.]
[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.]
[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.
[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.]
[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.
week zero, saturday.
Hello again, Director! Talk about crazy, right?
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w0, sunday
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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week one, friday.
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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week one, saturday.
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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monday, week two.
... Hello, Director! Keeping busy?
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w2, saturday
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w3, monday
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w3, saturday
Ichinose. I suppose that one was a success after all.
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week four, monday.
Hellooooo, Director! Are you familiarizing yourself with the new facilities, too?
week four, sunday.
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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week six, tuesday.
Have you found anything familiar?
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w6, sunday
-Ichinose. [...] Today was something of a relief, I think.
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