[the good news is that someone regularly at sea, rochalizo's not as picky as he could be. the bad news is that as a noble, he doesn't really know how to make food for himself? but he figures it's worth taking a look at the kitchen anyway.]
As long as it's brewed well, as should go without saying.
[rochalizo's looking a little dirty right now, as if he's been rummaging around. notably, he has an odd-looking rifle in hand, albeit with one end pointed at the ground in a manner that could almost make it look like a cane.]
[rochalizo's out on the beach, in what looks like... archery practice? neither the bow nor arrows are a thing of beauty, and rochalizo doesn't seem to have much of the latter since he has to keep fetching his arrows after he shoots them.
[Susato can be found after execution on her own in the old bookstore, 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.]
[Susato is in the garden on Monday, examining some of the unusual plants and considering them in comparison to her recollection of other plants she's seen. She'll smile when she sees Rochalizo.]
Good morning. A decent change of pace, isn't it?
[However, as she says that, she bends to pick up a shard, a memory plays.]
it's not exactly surprising—rochalizo knows that susato has quite a few opinions on the law. still, he can tell that the events that transpired in this memory are most likely something she wanted to keep private.
[After trial, Susato can be found out by the docks to the canals near the mansion, sitting and peering out into the water. She looks to be in an angry mood, fists clenched, but trying to calm herself.]
as rochalizo approaches susato, he pauses, and then—]
Remind me never to get on your bad side.
[honestly, what does one even say after watching rin and yukio? it's hard to ignore the unsettling feeling at the bottom of his stomach, especially as he thinks of his own brothers.]
[She's standing out near one of the outposts, fists clenched so tightly her nails are digging into her hands, looking like she's trying to avoid being ill. It's so awful, and the comment he makes - it hardly even registers what he means, the fight with Spike and van Zieks largely forgotten.]
. . . Oh.
[She swallows.]
It probably doesn't matter now. [. . .] Neither of them talked to me, or asked me questions. They were. . . scheming some private plot to find him, but didn't think I ought to be any part of their plans.
[wherever susato is, rochalizo strides up to her, and like the asshole he is who doesn't greet people properly—]
Susato, once more there is a question I'd like to ask. If you cannot answer, for whatever reason, you aren't obliged to—though either way, I will warn you that my question may offend.
[She is sitting outside somewhere, I get. She seems a little surprised by the way he starts out, since he does just stride up to her like an asshole who doesn't greet people properly, but as he begins speaking, she recognizes that he's being quite serious, and she's listening attentively. Ryutaro, in hare form sitting beside her, looks up at him too, long ears cocked.]
. . . You could not offend me with a question. By all means, Sir Rochalizo.
[who knows where anyone was for curfew or what rochalizo's current state is, but. terrible day so far! he went to hell and came back, literally—and a part of him wishes he'd just died back there, rather than live to carry out what he has to.
tonight makes everything earlier seem almost like a walk in the park.
but just as always, he must face the decisions he's made. the convictions he's chosen, even when he's not sure if they're the correct path. and so, he sets out to find susato.]
[She wakes up. Where? Who knows. Maybe they were even together. But when she wakes up, she has no illusions about what's happening.
After all, she was awake at night once before. That time was quite different, but there's that same feel to it. She takes a deep breath, puts her hand on her sword, and steps out into the dark.
She can hear her heart hammering in her ears as she can hear footsteps approaching, only, suddenly - ]
Sir Rochalizo?
[Thank goodness, is her first thought. But she is not a stupid or naive girl, so her second thought is, oh no. Not him.]
[Wow, we're on a post murder walk. At least it's a little less awkward, away from everyone else. Susato briefly considered asking him to join her and try the chocolate someone sent and then realized what a hilariously bad idea that would be.]
. . . I hope it goes without saying I don't hold anything against you.
[Oh! Taking a deep breath. After everything with Sheba - ]
It seems silly now, it's nothing so silly as what Reze or Sheba or Kaeya are going through. [. . . But fortunately, it's honesty week.] I can't seem to shake this frustration with Mr. Sholmes' behavior, even though it makes me feel like a child.
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week 0
Sir Rochalizo, do you drink herbal tea?
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As long as it's brewed well, as should go without saying.
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week 0; friday
. . . Ah, Sir Rochelizo. There are so many locations unaccounted for.
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In terms of...?
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week 0, sunday
when he spots susato, he pauses.]
Ah, Susato.
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[She seems somewhat curious about his archery, but she's still a little distressed after all of that.]
Oh. . . did you find that somewhere?
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week 1; friday
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... Looking for the missing, Susato?
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week 1, saturday
... We solved the trial, but the results do leave a bitter taste, don't they?
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They do indeed. I found it hard to feel sorry for Qi Rong, but in this case. . .
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week 1; sunday
Hello there?
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Here.
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week 2; monday
Good morning. A decent change of pace, isn't it?
[However, as she says that, she bends to pick up a shard, a memory plays.]
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[and then, well.
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it's not exactly surprising—rochalizo knows that susato has quite a few opinions on the law. still, he can tell that the events that transpired in this memory are most likely something she wanted to keep private.
though, first things first.]
I... assume the detective recovered?
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week 2; friday
Sir Rochalizo? Can you eat something?
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his stomach growls.]
I don't think I've eaten anything since Wednesday...
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week 2; saturday
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Are you all right, Susato?
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week 3, tuesday
anyway, once he sees susato, he walks up to her.]
Susato! I have a question, though you're free to decline to answer.
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[She nods to him a greeting.]
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week 3, thursday
he holds out a cup of tea.]
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. . . Thank you.
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week 3, saturday
anyway, hello susato in the void.]
... How are you feeling?
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. . .
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week 3, sunday
as rochalizo approaches susato, he pauses, and then—]
Remind me never to get on your bad side.
[honestly, what does one even say after watching rin and yukio? it's hard to ignore the unsettling feeling at the bottom of his stomach, especially as he thinks of his own brothers.]
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. . . Oh.
[She swallows.]
It probably doesn't matter now. [. . .] Neither of them talked to me, or asked me questions. They were. . . scheming some private plot to find him, but didn't think I ought to be any part of their plans.
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week 4; monday
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he's running over?? as multi-coloured wings flap behind him. ???????? IS THAT YOU SUSATO]
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week 4, wednesday
Susato, once more there is a question I'd like to ask. If you cannot answer, for whatever reason, you aren't obliged to—though either way, I will warn you that my question may offend.
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. . . You could not offend me with a question. By all means, Sir Rochalizo.
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week 4, friday
... It's going to be an especially difficult time ahead of us.
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Yes. Have you found anything?
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week 4; saturday
. . . Sir Rochalizo!
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... That really didn't go the way any of us hoped for, did it?
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week 5, monday
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week 5, thursday night
tonight makes everything earlier seem almost like a walk in the park.
but just as always, he must face the decisions he's made. the convictions he's chosen, even when he's not sure if they're the correct path. and so, he sets out to find susato.]
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After all, she was awake at night once before. That time was quite different, but there's that same feel to it. She takes a deep breath, puts her hand on her sword, and steps out into the dark.
She can hear her heart hammering in her ears as she can hear footsteps approaching, only, suddenly - ]
Sir Rochalizo?
[Thank goodness, is her first thought. But she is not a stupid or naive girl, so her second thought is, oh no. Not him.]
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week 5; sunday
. . . I hope it goes without saying I don't hold anything against you.
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... I know. Though it took some prompting to send them to the dining area, they found your letters.
[logically he knows, anyway. intuitively is another matter.]
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week 6; tuesday
I can't believe they asked for all this.
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week 6, saturday
but some time later, once they're not in public—]
... You were frustrated earlier.
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It seems silly now, it's nothing so silly as what Reze or Sheba or Kaeya are going through. [. . . But fortunately, it's honesty week.] I can't seem to shake this frustration with Mr. Sholmes' behavior, even though it makes me feel like a child.
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week 7; monday
. . . Would you mind if we had a conversation?
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All right. Speak freely.
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week 7; friday
I can't believe they're finally here!
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It looks like it was an arduous journey... but they made it.
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week 7; saturday
They're still dead!]
. . . We're still dead, aren't we. [. . .] Would you like to help me cook something?
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So we are, apparently...
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For Nero, or is this something else?
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