ercnerd | Catch-all: Lucretia

[After a busy(?) first day of school, Sieghart enjoys a relaxing morning on the second in the common room. This couch is awfully comfortable, but he's not so lethargic that he ignores a familiar face.]

Morning, Director. Taking part in the Dorm Wars?

[By now Sieghart has released the frog to its home in the moat, where the geese hopefully won't harass it again. His lonesome self in the dorm is soon joined by Lucretia, whom he greets with a glance.]

Thanks for picking up the phone earlier. Do you still have it with you?

[Perhaps she's just on her way past, but their paths cross outside of the library after the serial biting in Spring Dorm.]

Hey, Director. Here to visit the library now that it's no longer cursed?

[hello sieghart, at some point during curfew she's coming to check in, glancing over him with a furrowed brow.]

It's unfortunate that medical care is in such a state here, but... are you well, otherwise?

[After Tsuyukusa's fit, Sieghart moves to the coffeehouse for somewhere a little more organized and peaceful, where he partakes of a small cup of liquor.]

Yo, Director. Things have gotten out of hand, haven't they?

[After the Winter Formal, Sieghart returns to Spring Dorm in his designated attire with his eyes on the phone. The door clicks shut behind him and he looks up from the screen.]

Oh, Director. Back so soon?

[well! after that public display, she'll bring him back to her suite in spring. she's always had it to herself so the return of the springles affects nothing.

lucretia takes a seat on the edge of the bed, gesturing for him to sit wherever he'd like.]

Sorry if that was a little-- forward for you, Sieghart.

[That evening, he sits on the couch with his sword laid across his lap and his right hand wrapped around its primary hilt. The fingers of his left hand glide over the flat of the blade, no longer marred by the razer edge of a chainsaw.

His expression is neutral—pensive.]

[well!! a lot happened there. it's a little later when they meet up again in the suite they're sharing, though this time, lucretia is just laying on the bed, an arm sort of draped over her face to block out the light filtering in the window.

it has been a Long Day. period of time. multiple days?]

Edited 2021-07-31 01:43 (UTC)

[Trial concludes, and Sieghart returns to Lucretia's room with a grumble, for he's still caked in rainbow paint from head to toe. While he's still in possession of Soluna, his current attire is much more form-fitting than his usual as he strides inside. Thankfully, the paint isn't wet and doesn't leave footprints in his wake.]

I don't understand kids.

[Mabel's imagination is so much, always.]

It's dry, but I'm going to wash up first.

[well, the most obvious place to go is-- back to her room, in the spring dorm. she sits on the edge of the bed, tugging him after her; she probably held his hand the whole way, actually.]

There- might have been something else I didn't explain to you.

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