[ oh obligatory fit check instead of sexy angel costume! though at least now i can mention that yves was probably covered in bandages beneath his angel costume earlier so it wasn't even that scandalous. if nothing else, it just shows that the lace half mask he was wearing wasn't just part of the costume - it's an outfit staple. yay!
w can be wherever she wants to be girl and yves will just glance over when he sees her, offering up a grin ]
Looks like we didn't need to make a ruckus after all. Find anything interesting?
[ what a trial! yves is over a the bar and he's got a mug of beer with him. it's still mostly full, like he's drinking it slowly for once. there's an empty chair nearby with another mug, along with a little photo frame.
when he notices he has company, he perks up with a smile and waves. ]
Hi Wiš'adel. Want a drink? I'll grab you something.
[MEMSHARE JUMPSCARE etc etc etc here they are it's happening wow mirrors
what plays out is this. (scroll down to 'can you put a price on the life of a merc', skip over the little bit with just hoederer, and then hit the next page or just click here for the second part.)
she huffs out a little sound, almost amused, as she watches this play out.]
yves is from a terrible island, even if he'll deny it. but in that terrible island, so loved by death, he's still never seen war. he's seen illness and that resonates with him, he's seen orphans and he's seen people who try so very hard to save each other—but he's never seen war. the devastation of it. hospitals abandoned. rubble. ruin.
he breathes in and processes that thought before he looks to her ]
[ where are we? out in the wild! it's probably the ballroom as yves is admiring the grandeur of it all with very much country bumpkin energy. oh to be a lil fish out of water in such a grand place
and when he sees w, he brightens up. despite everything, he really is so happy and fond of her and that comes through clear as day ]
[ yikes! yves is just exploring one of the areas where the bodies were found, vibes apprehensive. he's more serious today than any other day and bc i forgot to mention it in curfew the night before, he does have a sword at his side again finally yay
[ yves looks a little tired like he hasn't slept well but who gives a shit about that! not me! someone ate what he wasn't supposed to again and the tattoos are just around on neon green text around his body glowing through his clothes because he dresses like a nun more than lucas does
- murdered more than one friend - left home country to ruin - in love with too many people - acts like a needy bottom when he's actually a switch
[ ok iT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!! YVES IS MAKING HIS ROUNDS TO SEE PEOPLE and he's bringing a gift with him. it's a paper flower again, but this time in the shape of a lycoris, just like the ones on his halo. it has both red and black petals, and it truly looks so hilariously goth from someone so sunshiney
but he'll offer it out anyway ]
I know it's a been delicate and sappy, but will you accept a token from me?
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weekend 0 saturday
w can be wherever she wants to be girl and yves will just glance over when he sees her, offering up a grin ]
Looks like we didn't need to make a ruckus after all. Find anything interesting?
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she's taking a sip from a beer bottle before just pouring it out on the ground.]
It's fine, I guess. Found some stuff I needed, but it's still weird that it's so... quiet.
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week 0 post-trial
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I don't know your drink of choice, Mademoiselle, but how does wine sound tonight?
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[wine is acceptable... he may sit.]
But only if you start using my name.
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Hi Wiš'adel. Want a drink? I'll grab you something.
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[she eyes the chair and mug, and... does Not sit in it like a jerk, actually.]
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week 2, wednesday
yves has a bouquet for her and tiny one for her chao,, ]
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[she's just around the mansion right now! the chao is not with her, though.]
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week 2, thursday
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when he shows up, she stays quiet, watching him warily.]
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week 2, post-trial
Hey. You feeling okay? Want a drink or painkillers or anything?
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[of course.
she's not, physically speaking, but she doesn't want anything for it.]
...that one you got was me, just so you know, not someone who still thought you were suspicious for some stupid reason. I figured you wouldn't care.
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what plays out is this. (scroll down to 'can you put a price on the life of a merc', skip over the little bit with just hoederer, and then hit the next page or just click here for the second part.)
she huffs out a little sound, almost amused, as she watches this play out.]
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yves is from a terrible island, even if he'll deny it. but in that terrible island, so loved by death, he's still never seen war. he's seen illness and that resonates with him, he's seen orphans and he's seen people who try so very hard to save each other—but he's never seen war. the devastation of it. hospitals abandoned. rubble. ruin.
he breathes in and processes that thought before he looks to her ]
... Wiš'adel?
[ how much does she want to talk about it? ]
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week 3, saturday
Looks like it didn't come to what you were saying, Wiš'adel.
[ they didn't even have two to vote for... ]
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[she doesn't expect to be handling it tomorrow, either. she's just going to be vibrating angrily all weekend.]
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week 4, tuesday morning
and when he sees w, he brightens up. despite everything, he really is so happy and fond of her and that comes through clear as day ]
Wiš'adel! You know how to dance?
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[sorry, give her a second, she's dealing with getting smacked in the metaphorical face by those emotions?? what. what the fuck.]
-nah, I never really learned or anything.
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week 4, friday
he looks up and waves ]
I'm glad you're safe.
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[her own vibes are tired, but mainly just like. "ugh, here we go again" type of tired.]
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week 4, post-trial
no basket and visits because he doesn't know who wants to see him ]
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You know, I guess what you did saved us from having a lot of issues in the end there.
[imagine making this group decide between voting for two precious influenced teens.]
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week 5, monday
- murdered more than one friend
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- in love with too many people
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waves hello and yawns ]
Hi. This location's weird.
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[she blinks at the tattoos, though, pausing to read a couple of them over... and laughs to herself, shaking her head.]
-most of those sound about right.
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week 5, thursday
WHERE SHE? ]
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...guess me and Saber have some kinda luck, huh?
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week 7, monday
he genuinely looks surprised by the time evening comes around ]
Where do you even want to go...? I wanted to try the beach but now it's way worse.
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[glancing around. what the fuck.]
I don't know, there has to be somewhere, right-? The garden's still pretty normal.
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but he'll offer it out anyway ]
I know it's a been delicate and sappy, but will you accept a token from me?
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[so she takes it, one corner of her mouth curved in amusement.]
Making your rounds, huh?
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