Catch-all: Rita

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Week 1: Tuesday

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[Whether it's at the seating area or before a shelf of books, Sieghart greets Rita with a smile and the wave of a comic book in his grasp.

He's still got a very cute bandaid on his right cheek.]

Yo. I thought I'd see you here sooner than later. Curious to learn about the technology of other dimensions?

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[a comic book... she'll give it a (slightly judging) look, glancing up from the big-ass textbook she's currently stuck her nose in]

Of course. I've already got tons of ideas for things I want to try. Getting tools is kind of a pain, though.

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[He shrugs off the look she gives the book like water.]

You're not thinking of making them here, are you?

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Well, yeah, whatever I can. Why wait?

... Say, we all got more vouchers the other day, right? How many did you get?

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Oh, those? I got five.

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Five!?

I only got three. What the hell? Did I get ripped off...!?

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Have you been doing your schoolwork?

Week 1: Saturday

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[This couch is his new bed. And, on that bed, he fixes the splint on his wrist by shimmying newly torn condoms down his gloved arm.

Does he know that Rita minds it? Possibly. But he will not stop as long as his wrist is a wreck.]

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[the peaceful silence of the room is abruptly shattered by the clatter of wood on the coffee table beside him. it's some handy splint-sized wood! looks like some thin branches were neatly trimmed down so they can be used! wow. it's a little more than they need, but this group will probably need more splints in the future.]

Take this, and we can tie it with a towel or a scarf or something. Ugh.

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[Wow. He pauses in the middle of pulling a second condom down his arm to eye the wooden splint, then grins at Rita.]

Oh, not bad. You wouldn't happen to have a towel, would you?

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What do I look like, a housemaid?

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Nah. You don't look anything like a housemaid. You don't act like one, either.

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Obviously.

Week 6: Sunday

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[Sieghart sits in the common room—it's so nice to use a couch now that he's got two functioning legs—with a box on his lap and his sword propped beside him against an armrest. He turns an unfinished tarot card around in his hand with a look of faint astonishment.

. . . didn't think there would be this much . . . ]

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[rita walks in, limping slightly. she's immediately greeted by a fluffy silver cat who leaps from a hiding space and rubs against her legs. she sees sieghart there... and just kind of stares at the weirdly familiar sight for a few seconds.

then makes her way over and sits in a nearby chair. the cat promptly climbs up on the armrest and perches.]

I didn't leave anything in there, if you're wondering. Not into that superstitious crap.

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[What a cute cat.

Sieghart lowers the card to watch Rita.]

Hugo said to consider it a gift for my return. Did the others really think I'd return as a ghost?

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[she scoffs.] At the time, I don't think any of us thought you were going to return.

[I really thought you were gone...]

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[I thought I was, too.]

. . . I had my suspicions about the daycare. Seeing as there was no proof beyond a list, though, I couldn't just stand there and take it.

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Yeah. Took a while for me to start believing. It sounded too ridiculous to be true.

Guess that was one mystery where Maya had me beat.

Week 7: Saturday

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[When he came back from the so-called alternate universe, he did so covered in rainbow-colored paint.

It's later in the night now, and Sieghart descends the stairs into the common room, dressed in the dress shirt and pants of his campus-assigned school uniform. His hair is damp and no longer caked in paint. With a heavy sigh, he drops down onto the couch that doesn't belong.]

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[rita's there in the common room, going through some books she's stacked on the coffee table. silber is unhelpfully seated on one of the stacks, as if intending to obstruct her from accessing them.

she looks up when he sits.]

Looks like we're finally getting out of here. Not that I had any doubts that we'd succeed.

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Yeah?

[He lifts his head to eye the stack of books.]

You sounded serious about the sequel last night.

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I just meant... you know, if things ended badly for us. Or for the dorm heads.

But it looks like everyone's going to be okay, so it's fine. Just had to be sure we could make it to this point, one way or another.

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Thanks to everyone, we could.

We're slated to graduate, so what are all those books for?

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Thought I'd bring some back with me. I've still got plenty to learn about otherworld technology that could be applied to my research back home.