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[booksleeves]

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week 0; fake sunday

[booksleeves]

[Sunday morning, Susato is futzing around the kitchen in the hotel, going through cabinets and the refrigerator and throwing out food that is too questionable and checking the burners on the stove.]

Well. . . some of this will do, I think.

[senjinrouha]

[ he's said it before, he'll say it again -- at least there's a roof over their heads. if this is a kidnapping, it's weird AND it sucks, but at least they can be well rested before everything goes to shit. ]

... Oh. Clearing out the questionable crap in the cupboards? I know someone you can dump it all on if you don't want anything to go to waste.

w0, monday

[senjinrouha]

[ well.

he did say he'd make bread at some point. a little extra searching, and some mod permission, means he's managed to find himself one whole bag of flour tucked away in the corner of a house. there's other ingredients on the side, sparse as they may be, but his attention seems to be pretty focused on sieving the flour into a container.

bother him? ]

[booksleeves]

[She's coming down to the kitchen and happens to see Yuri with his flour. Immediately excited.]

Have you found some?

w0, friday

[senjinrouha]

[ nothing like waking up in the morning and finding out someone's dead. yuri's out around the courtyards after the pre-requisite headcounts and discussion they'd all had, looking around for-- something, maybe?

he's not even sure himself.

when he spots susato, he'll wave at her. ]

Hey. You on the hunt for anything like evidence too?

[booksleeves]

[She will approach him, giving a small nod.]

I'm not sure there is anything I will be able to do, but I would feel badly if I did not try.

week 0; saturday

[booksleeves]

[After trial, Susato is heading back to her room. You can catch her in the hotel lobby or on her way up.]

[senjinrouha]

[ well this has been a fun day. he’s in the hotel lobby, and he’ll glance up when he sees her. ]

Hey. You okay?

w1, wednesday

[senjinrouha]

[ well it's been three days and the most notable thing, other than the whole... ominous underweater bubble they're now living in, and the discovery of all those bodies on that ship, has been that the food here sucks. more than in cittagazzé, honestly. ]

You're not seriously thinking of eating that, are you?

[ a little way away from him, perched towards the mysterious cave, is pravda. she's got what looks like an open can of ... well. chicken. and seems to be figuring out how to get at it without nicking herself on the sharp edges of the can lid.

she looks up and bares her teeth at yuri when he speaks. ]

Don't look at me like that, I'll judge your taste all I want. [ ... ignoring that this implies he too would eat canned chicken if he had to. ]

[booksleeves]

Oh, dear, circumstances are getting desperate, aren't they?

[She thinks about the cans of hot dogs she found this morning.]

. . . Perhaps there may be some sea creatures we could gather for better food?

w1, friday

[senjinrouha]

[ it really is great when you've not only got one dead person, but also four other people just straight up missing. as it is, yuri can be found wandering around the bubble like many others later on friday. pravda keeps pace with him, her form as large as she can make it in her lioness form; eyes darting back and forth to take in what yuri might miss.

both pause though, when they spot susato. ]

Any luck?

[booksleeves]

[She's here with Ryutaro in his deer form. In this form, he always looks quite confident, but seems comfortable by this point with Pravda.]

No. I suspect we will not find anything until the time has come that we are permitted to, and yet I would feel wrong not attempting to search.

week 1; friday

[booksleeves]

[She's in the castle somewhere after trial. When she spots Yuri, she'll give him a small smile - it's clear she's feeling a little down, but happy to see him.]

I suppose we solved another one.

[senjinrouha]

[ if that face isn't a whole mood, susato. ]

For whatever it's worth. It doesn't feel like any sort of grand victory, or positive turn of events, does it?

w1, sunday post execution

[senjinrouha]

[ it's sunday, someone's dead, someone else is injured and the tragedy is fully flowing but-- ]

Susato?

[ he'll come across her eventually, after everything. ]

[booksleeves]

[She's out near the bubble edge, looking out into the water, Ryutaro curled up on her shoulder. When Yuri approaches, she dabs her face with a handkerchief and turns around.]

Yes, over here.

week 2; monday

[booksleeves]

[Let's get right into it. Susato is exploring the garden on Monday morning. She will nod to Yuri as he approaches.]

Good morning. It's a refreshing change of pace, isn't it?

[But as she goes to pick up a shard on the ground, there's a memory.]

[senjinrouha]

[ we l*ve these shards. ]

It's not underwater, so that's a literal step up from the last plac--

[ oh, well. there goes the memory.

it's not hard, exactly, to think what this could be able. given the context clues he has from their first week in this strange kidnapping situation -- her sorrow speaking about the man who was like her brother is the first thing his mind wanders to.

he doesn't know anything else it could be, after all. ]

...

Is... this the man you talked about the other week?

week 2; friday

[booksleeves]

[Once Yuri has been tended to a little, she'll come find him, bringing some food - rice, fish, some soup.]

Can you eat something?

[senjinrouha]

[ being fussed over medically is exhausting, news at ten. he'll wave when he spots susato though. ]

I probably should, huh? We didn't get to eat anything down there.

w2, saturday post trial

[senjinrouha]

[ well. he’ll end up by the docks eventually in his post trial meandering— although he slows down whrn he spots susato. ]

… You holding up okay there, Susato?

[booksleeves]

[She's sitting near the docks, Ryutaro in her lap.]

. . . Mr. Yuri. I'm doing alright.

w3, wednesday

[senjinrouha]

[ morning susato. yuri’s wandering the markets with pravda slung around his neck like a particularly warm weasel-scarf. it’s clear he’d rather she wasn’t choosing to rest right there, but it’s also clear she doesn’t want to walk so…. apparently he lost the face-off. ]

Morning. Find anything good here?

Re: w3, wednesday

[booksleeves]

[Good morning! She's wearing a sundress and sunhat today, with Ryutaro in plover form perched on the top of her hat.]

. . . Good morning, Mr. Yuri! I am looking for some ingredients to stock up on. Do you want to join me?

w3, saturday post trial

[senjinrouha]

[ welcome to the void. ]

Hello there. You gave us all a scare.

[booksleeves]

[She's resting (somewhere), and looks quiet and tired.]

. . . I'm sorry. I'm so sorry to have frightened you.

week 3; sunday

[booksleeves]

[Susato is walking back from a walk in the desert. She passes through the courtyard and sees Yuri.]

. . . Mr. Yuri.

[senjinrouha]

Susato.

[ he’s not really sure how many ways he can keep saying “that absolutely sucked” today. because that’s just how he feel right now. pravda is curled up by his feet, a wolf shaped, sad yet also protective ball perched in front of him. ]

week 4; monday

[booksleeves]

[On Monday, if Yuri is exploring, he may find that a certain bunny girl has been put in the stockade.]

[senjinrouha]

[ ……… what the actual hell is he looking at. ]

Do I want to know what trouble you’ve already got yourself in to?

[ hang on he’s going to have a look at the lock, can he get it open or break it? ]

w5, monday

[senjinrouha]

[ oh wow i knew i dropped the ball last week but i really dropped the ball.

but here they are in the snow. or, rather, yuri is stood in the snow looking a little less that impressed with it -- he's bundled up, hands in his pockets and just looking around the area on the whole like... wow. this is so much snow.

so much. ]

Imagine if we just ended up somewhere pleasantly warm, for a change.

[ pravda sticks her nose out of the collar of his jacket. she's wearing a little weasel sized hat on her head, and squeaks in acknowledgement of yuri's distaste. that being said, she's also eyeing the snow very curiously. ]

[booksleeves]

You don't like the snow, Mr. Yuri?

[She is already working on a snow bunny. Ryutaro is modeling - or rather is nearly invisible sinking into the snow with his white fur.]