he'd tried to cover himself up, but when that failed-- well, he's sort of hiding. not very effectively, but just staying somewhere he hopes is quiet, and for the moment, he's seemingly just... spacing out. staring at nothing.]
[ kate has been silent since the end of execution, her body language giving very little away.
but after some time, it looks like she's returned to the graveyard, looking silently out at where the battle was just fought. and finally, she speaks. ]
mathis is at the ranch, currently, petting a sheep after the earlier chaos has settled. it's possible he came here to vibe with animals in relative quiet, but he lifts his head to look over to her anyway.]
[his tone is soft, there, sad, but-- not pitying. more like understanding, than anything; he doesn't reach for one of her hands, unsure if she would want him to, but he isn't moving away.]
I- I'm sorry.
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...it's difficult, learning... you aren't what you thought that you were.
[ happy monday!! kate is in yet another new dress (how many does she have?? lots.) and checking out the new academy.
while exploring, she enters the room mathis is in, and... bends over, hand over her chest, catching her breath. evidently, she's been running all around the corridors and up and down stairs. she takes a deep breath and lifts her head. ]
Isn't this place incredible? I've never seen so many books in my life!
he's in the church, sitting here with his plant-- an orchid, with 'rosalie' written on the pot it's planted in-- and an open book on plant care, but he's not actually reading it. he's just looking at the page it's open to.]
[ after they investigated, kate went back to her house to bathe and change her clothes. but after a little while, she comes to check on mathis. ]
An orchid...?
[ she speaks up in her usual soft voice, giving him some warning that she's approaching so she doesn't startle him too badly when she comes over to peer at him and the book. ]
[he has no idea what in the fuck happened he's just over by the pyre emotionally bluescreening and eventually finally manages to notice her bubble?? hello???]
w0, monday
he'd tried to cover himself up, but when that failed-- well, he's sort of hiding. not very effectively, but just staying somewhere he hopes is quiet, and for the moment, he's seemingly just... spacing out. staring at nothing.]
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... Are you all right?
[ this is the first time he'll have seen her in person without the full robe, so she looks like this. ]
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[he blinks up at her after a moment, sort of slowly coming back to alertness-- then gasps, a hand flying up to his mouth.]
Ah-! Are-- are you all right?
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Week 0, Sunday
but after some time, it looks like she's returned to the graveyard, looking silently out at where the battle was just fought. and finally, she speaks. ]
They didn't leave any bodies, did they.
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[a little shake of his head.]
I wonder if that's a part of... the rituals.
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... That seems plausible.
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w1 thursday
mathis is at the ranch, currently, petting a sheep after the earlier chaos has settled. it's possible he came here to vibe with animals in relative quiet, but he lifts his head to look over to her anyway.]
I-it feels a little more peaceful again, now.
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Yes... it was shocking, wasn't it? I thought something bad would happen today, but not like that...
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[he keeps petting the sheep's fluff. it's helping.]
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Week 2, Monday
they see a memory of kate's childhood. ]
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[his tone is soft, there, sad, but-- not pitying. more like understanding, than anything; he doesn't reach for one of her hands, unsure if she would want him to, but he isn't moving away.]
I- I'm sorry.
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...it's difficult, learning... you aren't what you thought that you were.
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I still... don't really know the answer. About what I really am.
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Week 3, Monday
while exploring, she enters the room mathis is in, and... bends over, hand over her chest, catching her breath. evidently, she's been running all around the corridors and up and down stairs. she takes a deep breath and lifts her head. ]
Isn't this place incredible? I've never seen so many books in my life!
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[kate your fashion!! he's beaming, holding an armful of books.]
I wish we had more than a week. I'd like to read as many as I can...
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w3 friday
he's in the church, sitting here with his plant-- an orchid, with 'rosalie' written on the pot it's planted in-- and an open book on plant care, but he's not actually reading it. he's just looking at the page it's open to.]
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An orchid...?
[ she speaks up in her usual soft voice, giving him some warning that she's approaching so she doesn't startle him too badly when she comes over to peer at him and the book. ]
It's pretty.
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w5, monday
anyway he's at the tea garden, sitting here with an untouched cup; his emotions are not blanked, fortunately, but he just feels... tired. sad.]
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[ stopping to greet him once she has her own tea. her own vibes are really bad!! the misery is intense. ]
Your tea will get cold.
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w5 friday
...Kate...?
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in tattered rags stained in red and black. horns out. wings neatly folded behind her. but otherwise, serene. ]
Oh, Mathis. Hello.
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w7 wednesday
[running into her somewhere! Somewhere. void hours. there are too many places here i don't want to pick one.]
Um... h-have you been all right, here...?
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Oh, Mathis. [ she turns to face him in a proper greeting. ]
Yes... I'm okay now. I'm sorry for all of the trouble I caused.
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Week 7, Saturday
... I suppose we'll all be leaving soon.
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