Catch-all: Kainé

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Week 0: Monday

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[Clad slovenly in his dorm color, Sieghart is on a mission: to make s'mores (or something like it). He's stolen a bite out of a chocolate bar when he spots Kainé. He waves the stick in greeting.]

Yo! Are you here to snack, too?

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[ By this time, she knows what a s'more is maybe. Time is difficult and fleeting and fake. She at least has a marshmallow on a stick.

She's going to engulf it in flame. ]

Something like that.

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[He watches the marshmallow burn. And burn.]

Uh . . . are you sure you want to keep it in the fire that long?

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[ Once it catches fire, she takes it out and watches the marshmallow melt off. It's fine. ]

It wasn't that long.

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[As long as she's not shoving it in her mouth while the marshmallow is still on fire, it's fine.

Sieghart follows suit.]

I haven't seen you around before. Are you from another dorm?

week 0: friday

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[ It's later. It's sometime later enough that Sieghart has time to dry and wash himself (jae insisted).

But he has bite marks all over him, and well, she stops for that. ]

What the hell happened to you?

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[Thank you.

He's back in uniform to avoid stinking up the campus. Doing so covers his upper arms and the marks on them, but reveals his lower arms and the faded bruises where the geese attempted to bite him. He's also got his sword with him.]

That's what I want to know. Where did you wake up?

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... Where I was knocked out. Did that not happen to you?

[ She remembers being compelled to go to the dorms, not that everyone else was, too. ]

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I was at the dorm. When I came to, I was in the river with these marks all over me.

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You were knocked out, too?

[ .... ]

You know that makes you look suspicious as hell, right?

week 1: friday

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[ The health office is better left to people who need it or are suited for it, so here they are at the cafeteria.

She is grabbing something to eat when she spots him. ]

Hey. [ ... ] You good?

[ Should he be up and moving so much? What is the extent of his visible injuries anyway? ]

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[He's just about to bring his goodies back to a table for consumption when she stops him.

There's a splint along the entire length of his left leg, which means he's just been hobbling around when someone isn't helping him out with a shoulder. A jury-rigged condom splint over his glove keeps his right wrist straight. Bandaids cover the fingers of his left hand and a spot on his right cheek, but not the bite marks from the previous week that are mostly healed by this point.]

Yeah.

How about you? Find anything?

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[ sieghart, get yourself a crutch. also, condom splint really is such a concept and i hate it.

... She kind of wants to call bullshit, but. ]

No. Nothing. You?

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[He'll buy one later, maybe.]

. . . We found the body.

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[ definitely*

She sits down near whatever table he's at. ]

... Where?

week 2: thursday

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[ Here they are, awake and teleported outside of the dorms for murder convenience.

The moment Kainé gathers her bearings, she runs for her dorm. ]

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[Well, then—this is unexpected.

The second Kainé retreats into her dorm, Sieghart reaches into his pocket for the smartphone, snaps a photograph of the wall with the ridiculous painting before him, and discards the device to the side. It'll be better off over there if this is what he thinks. He doffs his leg splint next, then holds Soluna over his left shoulder as he comes to a stop in front of Winter Dorm.]

. . . Kainé! Are you still awake?

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[ Why wouldn't she still be awake? Everyone else is asleep, Sieghart!

Anyway, she has to change into different clothes for MURDER, and while she's in the Winter Dorm, she picks up the chainsaw that Denji has. She isn't an expert at it since it's not her weapon of choice, but it is probably not too difficult to figure out?

He will probably hear it before he hears her coming.

There is one (1) chainsaw coming right at this 600 year old man. ]

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[His ears ring from the awful sound, and he twists to the side just in time—his reflexes really aren't up to snuff here—to avoid the serrated onslaught. Tightening his grip around Soluna, he snarls over the roaring of the chainsaw:]

What are you doing!

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Your fashion sense is great! [ Anyway. ] I'm going to kill the shit out of you!

[ She thinks she's making it quite obvious. She puts more force into bringing the chainsaw down on him. ]

week 7; saturday

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[ They're in the void, walking as people do. She isn't avoiding him so much, but she stops when she sees him, more obviously awkward than she'd be usually.

Sometimes, you can't forget you killed a guy you didn't mean to. ]

Satisfactory enough?

[ That kind of ending. ]

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[He's now dressed in the uniform shirt and pants. While Kainé stops awkwardly, he greets her jovially. His sword is with him, as usual.]

I would've liked a fight, but it's fine as long as everyone is safe. What about you?

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[ He could have joined the vengeance council. ]

At least we got to stab it once.

[ Better than nothing. ]

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[Nah.]

Just once?

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I had to leave something for the rest of them.

[ She was being kind(?). ]