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[booksleeves]

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week 0; monday

[booksleeves]

[Sometime in the afternoon, Susato can be found in the kitchen putting a pot of tea on to boil. If she sees Alphinaud nearby, she will nod to him.]

Mr. Leveilleur, do you drink herbal tea?

[arcsplainist]

[ A funny coincidence as he walks in, because: ]

Ah, Miss Susato! Actually, it would appear that you have read my mind.

[booksleeves]

That's good news. Please, allow me to pour you a cup.

week 1; monday

[booksleeves]

[Susato is wandering down into the underwater city, looking around at the various shops. When she sees Alphinaud, she smiles.]

. . . Hello. This is rather fascinating, isn't it?

[arcsplainist]

[ He's here! Looking over the outside of a rather run down bookshop, clearly in a very poor state. ]

Good day, Miss Susato, and quite indeed! Who could have known there was yet another abandoned city, this time settled at the bottom of the sea?

[booksleeves]

It reminds me of a novel, or a fairy tale. Imagine how few people have seen these sights.

week 1; sunday

[booksleeves]

[Susato can be found after execution on her own in the solar, piecing through some old books. Ryutaro, in hare form, is curled up at her side. She will glance up when someone comes in the door, wiping at her face.]

Hello there?

[arcsplainist]

[ He can't move quickly with an injured leg, but he can at the very least get around with a crutch. Some might argue Alphinaud is better off elsewhere, but... well, he'd like to get out for a little bit, even if it means heading into a musty shop. Not that there's a lot that isn't musty. ]

—Oh. Pray excuse me, 'twas not my intent to startle you.

[ Beside him, a carbuncle trots along. ]

[booksleeves]

No, you didn't startle me.

[She'll give a small smile, putting down one of her books.]

How are you? In all the commotion after your return, I never came to see you.

week 2; thursday

[booksleeves]

[On Thursday, she's sitting near one of the canals, Ryutaro in deer form curled up by her side.]

[arcsplainist]

[ And, coincidentally enough, Alphinaud comes passing by, Esmerie trotting along beside him. In his venture a familiar face comes into sight. ]

Greetings, Miss Susato! Enjoying the view?

[ Unlike earlier in the week, he's now able to go about on both feet again, as if he had never sustained any of the injuries taken over the previous weekend. ]

[booksleeves]

[She starts to turn around, dabbing at her face with a handkerchief.]

Ah, Mr. Alphinaud. Good afternoon.

week 2; sunday

[booksleeves]

[Wherever Alphinaud is recovering, she will come find him, bringing a meal and some tea.]

Mr. Alphinaud? May I come in?

[arcsplainist]

[ Saying the grand salon, because comfy couches. He's chilling out with a book and Esmerie curled up by his side. ]

Of course. You are more than welcome to join me, should you wish. [ Today has been kind of butts, but he manages his usual pleasantness, at least. ] What have you there?

[booksleeves]

I brought you some of the same meal I brought everyone on Friday. I hope it will help you feel a little better.

[Setting down the tray near him.]

Has the pain faded. . . ?

w3; sunday

[arcsplainist]

[ If there's one thing Alphinaud wants to do after that execution, it's get away from the scene the moment he's able. And then after that...

He doesn't really know where to go from there, but he does take a while to aimlessly wander. At some point during this venture, after stopping at a fountain, he does look up from the rippling waters to spot a familiar face wandering by. ]

'Tis good to see you are looking better, Miss Susato.

[ like... physically, at least. especially if she's walking about. ]

[booksleeves]

[Physically she's much better, but she still seems badly shaken by the execution. She's clenching her fists, trying to seem calm.]

. . . I am much better.

[arcsplainist]

[ That makes two of them. In spite of how calm he tries to appear, it's clear he's greatly unnerved, too. ]

Full glad I am to hear. I...

[ Alphinaud trails off briefly, then sighs. ]

Forgive me. It is a terrible time to keep up pleasantries.

week 4; sunday

[booksleeves]

[She'll come and find him sometime later that day, after the execution. She looks tired, and Ryutaro, sitting on her arms in his hare form, is subdued.]

Mr. Alphinaud?

[arcsplainist]

[ He can be found fairly easily at the Pegasi tavern, seated alone at a table—or, well, Esmerie is with him at least, the small carbuncle sat beside him on the bench. In hand he has a small mug of something alcoholic; nothing unusual for him, really, but it's definitely been that kind of weekend.

He'll look up when called, equally fatigued, but it was never his wont to turn down her company. ]

A pleasure to see you, as always. What's the occasion?

[booksleeves]

Do you mind if I join you?

[She will wait for permission, but then will take a seat beside him, Ryutaro watching with his ears cocked.]

Are you well, Mr. Alphinaud? You seemed in low spirits earlier.

w5; thursday

[arcsplainist]

[ Early in the morning, Alphinaud arrives in the dining room with a sleepy carbuncle trotting behind him. After ordering a cup of tea, he makes his way around to the table Susato sits at. ]

Good morning, Miss Susato. You mind not if I join you?

[booksleeves]

[Susato is already awake, having a tea and a waffle for breakfast. Ryutaro also isn't sleepy, his long fluffy ears perked up as he turns to watch Alphinaud from his perch on the table]

Good morning, Mr. Alphinaud. You are more than welcome.

week 7; friday

[booksleeves]

[[Well, here's Susato, rushing around trying to make sure everything is in order and reading for the living. Wagahai is trailing after her. But when she sees Alphinaud, she'll glance up in surprise.]

. . . Hello!

[arcsplainist]

[ He isn't exploring the place so much as he's trying to stand somewhere out of the way, and hopefully out of sight. At the edge of an old building, muttering something to Esmerie—but it's not the greatest of hiding spots, given that Susato finds him. ]

—Miss Susato! Everyone is present, it would seem.