[Well, here's an introvert in what seems to be more or less a natural habitat - he's in the library, poring over books, though he seems a bit distracted. Mandricardo's eyes are reddened, like he's been rubbing at them, and he stops when he sees her, his mouth turning down into a frown.]
[She seems like she's lost in thought when he comes across her, an odd expression on her face — though it's quickly replaced by a placid smile when he addresses her.]
Ah, yes, that's right. I did say that.
[A pause, as she looks at his face a little closer.]
[Well. Ever been depressed for so long that you end up emotionally numb? Because that is unfortunately the general feeling Mandricardo's going to get once Ichinose is in his vicinity. Though, uh, maybe it won't be that big a blip on his radar? The vibes are all bad here.
Despite this, Ichinose looks just as chipper as ever when she bumps into him on their way to class.]
Goooood morning, Mandricardo-san! Seeing your face truly brightens my day. How are you?
[Ichinose had always struck him as a bit of an odd duck, but the feelings he gets is...uncomfortably familiar. He pauses, giving a wave, his own constant melancholy, gloominess, and depression running like an undercurrent underneath.]
She absolutely trips over him because she's paying more attention to her phone than her surroundings. Oops! Roll a dice to decide how bad she's about to squish him.]
week one, monday.
Hmmm... Now what should I get?
[... She has been standing here for a while. Maybe she should make up her mind already so other people can order? Gosh.]
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[Just peering over her shoulder.]
Um. Ichinose? Are you...are you okay?
[He wanted his hot chocolate but he's okay waiting. He's a patient young man!]
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[She turns to look at him, blinking.]
Oh, yes! I'm feeling a little peckish, but I just can't make up my mind. [A beat.] ... Heeeey, since you're here, why don't you pick for us both?
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[Hmmmm.]
[He picks two granola bars.]
That looks good, I think...
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w2 sunday
...You wanted proof, right?
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Ah, yes, that's right. I did say that.
[A pause, as she looks at his face a little closer.]
... Wait. Were you still crying, Mandricardo-san?
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[He looks away, his expression almost looking ashamed.]
...Does it matter?
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week four, monday.
Despite this, Ichinose looks just as chipper as ever when she bumps into him on their way to class.]
Goooood morning, Mandricardo-san! Seeing your face truly brightens my day. How are you?
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[Ichinose had always struck him as a bit of an odd duck, but the feelings he gets is...uncomfortably familiar. He pauses, giving a wave, his own constant melancholy, gloominess, and depression running like an undercurrent underneath.]
Alright, I suppose. Um. Are you...okay, Ichinose?
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Me? Of course! Who do you think you're talking to? My arm's getting better every day and everything.
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w4 monday
[Mandricardo glances around, before noticing Ichinose.]
...Do you play any instruments, Ichinose?
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Ichinose very blatantly looks him over.]
Nope, not a single one. I'm more interested in other types of keys. [But, also...] ... Are you alright?
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[Like...not piano keys? He tilts his head.]
Um. Not really, honestly.
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w6 monday
[When he sees Ichinose, Mandricardo just blushes, caught in the act.]
...Um. I just thought they looked cool.
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[She's not judging, gosh.]
Are you going to take that one out for a ride?
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[Maybe he'll get in trouble!]
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w6 post invest
Hey! Hey. Ichinose......are you doing okay?
[He says, with obviously red eyes - he's been crying.]
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Hm? [Blinking. Her expression is as placid as always, though she looks a little pale.] ... Oh, yes, I'm okay. Are you...?
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[Sorry, he's putting his hand against her forehead.]
Are you feeling okay?
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1/2
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w6 sunday
[He is. So tired.]
[Feel free to trip over him.]
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She absolutely trips over him because she's paying more attention to her phone than her surroundings. Oops! Roll a dice to decide how bad she's about to squish him.]
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[JUST WHEEZING UNDERNEATH HER]
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w7 post "trial"
So...happy with that ending?
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[Looking him over... Did he clean up after the vengeance council...]
What about you? Got everything off your chest?
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Actually...yeah. Surprisingly. I feel a lot better now.
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