Anyway he's just staring back at Scien like this.]
—Dying?
[WHAT KIND OF QUESTION. He's a smart cookie but the idea of alternate timelines is so not immediately something that would come to mind that he's just sitting here like WHAT THE HECK.]
Which is strange, now that I'm thinking about it! I must not have been fully dead yet.
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ANYWAY.
He also gestures for Scien as soon as he gets close enough to do so.]
the fucking second that scien is only around dahut (maybe when dahut is braiding his hair) and senses even the slightest extra glimmer of emotion, he's immediately turning to grab his head like a stressball again
but this time his gaze is fixated on dahut's chest, right where his memory bank would be. the emotions are sharper than anything else scien has felt: a deep, intense curiosity and intrigue]
[HE REALLY GOT DOXXED BY A FUCKIN WEEKLY EFFECT IMMEDIATELY HELP.
Well. HIS NOGGIN IS GRABBED AGAIN and the accompanying emotions are certainly much sharper in clarity than is normal for a Reliver, wow... It's like. The vibes of AAAH FUCK.]
Stop looking at me like you want to crack me open! We don't have the right facilities for it!!
[He's also trying to twist away from Scien's hand again STOP GRABBING HIS HEAD LIKE A STRESSBALL HE HATES IT HERE.]
[THE WAY I WAS GOING TO SET UP A SEPARATE LOG BUT THEN I REALIZED I'D HAVE TO SET UP A FILTER BC OUR POST IS IN YOUR JOURNAL AND I SAID NVM
Anyway.
THEY'RE FREEEEE THE DOORS ARE UNLOCKED YAY. WHO KNOWS IF THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE AREA THEY'RE CURFEWING but whether they get to watch everyone else pass out around them like dominos or they venture out and see bodies scattered on the floor, Dahut's reaction is the same.]
[dahut, more than anyone else, probably gets a sense of it first.
this strange tremor in scien's emotions that feels like it doesn't belong. it's still not processed well, and there's an almost answering annoyance in his own. there's something isn't fitting right in his own senses. he brings a hand up to his own chin, eyes narrowing as he watches every body fall.
but rather than the cool, almost disinterested reaction that scien would normally have—there is instead a curl of violence. a sharp, sudden feeling that immediately gets shoved down. his brow furrows.]
Dahut.
Stay in my sight but a distance away. What is your patchwork heart doing?
but scien will literally just grab dahut's stupid hair and pull as an indicator to follow him! as they walk past the pie shop, he will pat a fucking oven that he definitely made with scrap parts but didn't clean. so like. thaaaaanks it's an avocadoooo energy. mods will decide how good of an oven this is overall but the thought... is there.
anyway once they're in the operating theater, scien is immediately going to set dahut to work:]
Determine what's usable in here. We're doing a basic open heart procedure—on myself, this time. [thanks king] I expect you to be able to monitor the injury and rate of healing. In the event that I die, time that as well to see if we're truly able to come back or not.
[THE ASS OCLOCK HOURS SINCE BOTH OF THESE FUCKS ARE PROBABLY AWAKE AT ALL TIMES LIKE A BUNCH OF FREAKS. thinking about how luke also gets up at like 3am to run. DOES ANYONE SLEEP NORMALLY.
Well. Dahut's up later than usual these days since he spends some time at night visiting the sleeping NPCs, and Tuesday night is no exception! Except there's a period of time where he's just not in the Holodeck and also not in the sleeping area, but that's probably fine. He'll emerge from whatever hell he'd been squirreled away in sooner or later, seeking out Scien. Where is he at around like idk fucking 3 4am i hate it here]
[help me. no. scien doesn't even like sleeping in general. the way that he's probably still building this machine that i still haven't decided what it is. oh, when i decide, it's so over for me.
not even looking up, but because it's dahut he'll at least acknowledge him:]
[WELL THAT HAPPENED. The way that more than anything else Dahut is honestly just baffled at the fact that they managed to accidentally trip into a tie like ??? (NU VOICE) STATISTICALLY SPEAKING!!!!
Anyway he's disappearing for a while after the trial because he has to go do his rounds of fussing, but he'll eventually make his way back to wherever Scien is Sciening, bringing some handpies and water with him.]
That's a lot of people in one week.
[He's just assuming they're both going to mcfuckin die tomorrow.]
[scien is definitely still sciening, working on his assortment of projects. this man is definitely on day 5 without any sleep since they got the labs.]
There is a chance it could accelerate from here.
Though that's hard to prove when we have no information as to its origin.
[blanket memshare catching starter that i'm throwing into everyone's catchalls let me know if you want to start with a memory or i will!! this is so lazy but i'm assuming we're all writing the memories right now woohoo]
[THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THIS IS HAPPENING TO DAHUT TODAY BECAUSE IF A BINCH HAD CAUGHT WIND OF THIS BEFORE, HE SURE AS SHIT WOULD BE 500x WARIER NOW!!
So as they're just meandering off from their brainstorming session, whoops. There it is! The void.]
Huh? What's th— [Oops they're sucked in GOODBYE. Why the fck. FIRST GLITCHING BODY PARTS, NOW THIS is there no rest for the wicked... He makes a little startled sound after catching his balance, glancing around once they're fuckin trapped.]
just kidding i know exactly where dahut is, apparently just wrapped in a burrito on scien's shoulder. they're going to a closed room, probably the surgery theater, where scien is gonna put him back on the ground, lock the door and then put himself between the door and dahut in case he's going to go running after luke.]
[HELPPP THIS IS SO FUNNY SCIEN YOUR WATER BOTTLES.
Dahut thrashes around in his blanket prison for like three more seconds, but by the time he's actually free of it, he pauses. Blinks. Looks down at his hands and then up at Scien.]
[Later in the evening (but earlier than usual because Dahut is still so fucking wary about being trapped in the memshare void with people), he'll go hunt down Scien. HILARIOUSLY PART OF THIS DELAY is because he checks the labs first before looping back to the canteen.
As usual, he's got a plate in one hand and some water in the other, and he'll move both to place down near Scien before taking a seat next to him. So much about this week has turned so many things upside down, but his affection for Scien is unfortunately real and Scien is also still the person he cares about the most here, so he is obligated to continue caring for this hamster that he spent a long period of time considering murdering.]
I haven't seen you that irritated with a trial since your own.
[WELL. Dahut spent townhall sticking to Scien but after that he's got shit to do, so he vanishes for like, the rest of the day.
He reappears at night, though! Brings Scien some tastier food from one of their new French cafes, and some water as usual. Tea this time, too! He doesn't need the caffeine, but also, he does! After he sets these things down and bothers Scien enough that he's sure the arrival of food has Registered through his haze of project-ing, Dahut will then... vanish again.
He's gone for a while.
BUT WHEN HE COMES BACK SCIEN IS PROBABLY STILL WORKING SO DOES IT REALLY MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE anyway he'll be back in like two hours, has this binch even eaten.]
[i said we didn't have a weekly pc for us but there was i already forgot gaslight gatkeep girlboss nevermind
anyway still!! scien probably went into full recluse mode after coming back from the party because that was so many conversations he didn't want to have. imagine being dead for so long and then suddenly having to interact with forty people, more than half of which you don't care to spend time with. he's such an asshole.
but by mid-day thursday he seems to have recovered enough to be in certain people's company. dahut is obviously one. scien will go to wherever he is and immediately perch his chin on dahut's head]
Food.
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[HE'S IN THE BIOCHEM LAB looking at an assortment of vials that appear to be filled with blood, some already tossed through the blood turbine (i keep forgetting what the carousel thing is called) and others still fresh samples.
UNLIKE SCIEN, THOUGH, he has been in SUCH a good mood since the party. SO FULL OF ENERGY and not just his usual eternally chipper energy, and so buoyed in general?! Witnessing the grief of people with normal human emotions free from his terrible island's influence has been such a beautiful, eye-opening experience... HE'S TOUCHED. HE'S MOVED. Unfortunately, he can't do anything sanely, so this ultimately means very little.
When Scien uses his head as a chin rest, he'll place the pipette he'd been holding down and reach up to pat Scien's cheek (face).]
You haven't eaten since Tuesday, have you... [With all the HUSTLE AND BUSTLE of WEDNESDAY. Goddamn. ON A SIGH:] I'm just about done here, anyway, so let's go get you something!
[FUCKY EXPERIMENT HOURS ARE OVER AND EVERYONE'S NICE AND DEAD TIME TO PACK IT IN AND GO HOME.
Later in the night, when the like 3 normal people who are now here are probably sleeping and everyone else is awake being various freaks, Dahut will go visit Scien wherever he is.]
How's your arm feeling?
[Despite his caution in front of everyone else, he is not worried about disrupting the illusion considering his funeral lock is still that of his mother's even though he's well aware that it wasn't always.]
[scien is working in one of the labs, probably typing away at a keyboard with one hand with a bao in the other, eating.... he's back at maximum efficiency]
Fine.
Did I make myself forget losing it, since we're made of memory?
[HE'S NOT AN IDIOT HE CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT HAPPENED AFTER A LITTLE WHILE]
[WELL. He's Ol Yeller'd the first group and was absolutely fuckin useless with getting his hamster out of the orbeez, but it's fine because Diluc was there and Dion was giving birth helpfully in the background.
Maybe Dion has also thoughtfully gotten him a change of clothes and they lovingly banged it out so Scien wouldn't die of hypothermia... But just in case, Dahut's showing up soon after this rescue mission to wherever Scien is with a new outfit in hand, a towel, and a mug of something steaming.]
Really, how did you even end up in a situation like that...
[STOP i guess scien will have gotten a change of clothes from someone somewhere. he's not warmer and comfier. he will immediately shift his hands to be sweater paws so that he can take his mug though.....]
It's better than losing a limb or needing to be killed.
[AS USUAL Scien is the last person he sees to on his rounds, hours after trial is over... He'll appear wherever he's working on whatever damn thing with a plate that has a couple of tasty-looking sandwiches! Though as he moves to put it down, he says:]
I want you to know that I made a really good soup tonight that a lot of people liked, but since you'd probably just complain about having to deal with a spoon and liquid while you're working and you wouldn't care about the taste anyway, you just get these.
[A LOT OF THINGS HAPPEN AT THE SAME TIME which is 1) he immediately reaches out to snatch that petal, 2) he also holds his free hand over his mouth as he coughs up something himself, and 3) his WHOLEASS FACE LIGHTS UP LIKE HE'S JUST FOUND OUT SANTA'S REAL FOR REAL.]
Oh, Monsieur Scien, what a wonderful thing! I'm so happy - congratulations to the both of you!
[HEHEHEHE HE KNEW SCIEN COULD FIND LOVE AGAIN... If not fully, then at least that little bud he'd been hoping to see. His heart feels more at ease now, in the genuine sense of some ailing Victorian parent who's trying to set his Cosette up with a Marius so his precious child will be cared for after he is gone.]
[i hit you up but u got the last one so i will get this one ANYWAY DAHUT IS leaving Scien to Dion at first because even though he is being consumed alive by unnatural optimism and other Yves feelings, he also wants to give them as much room as possible to grow their romance... CARE FOR HIS HAMSTER WELL.......
But he's also fussy, and Scien is still who he cares about the most, so of course he'll show up sooner or later. With a warm blanket! A lil mug of something hot!]
[scien is probably in the gardens, looking over whatever patch of lycoris they have. sometimes you yearn.... for something or someone shapeless, more an idea than a person. his hair is down and damp again but mostly because he took a shower instead of because he drowned. he will accept this blanket as well as the lil mug with a sweater pawed hand...
he places a hand on dahut's head but this time doesn't squeeze]
[WHERE IS HIS HAMSTER!!!!! He's going to wander over at some point later in the day after it's been made clear that there have been no deaths overnight, a little plate balanced on one hand and a cup in the other. This time he's holding it from the handle even though a bitch still can't feel things well.
[In about fifteen minutes, he will show up! Completely bald. He isn't wearing a hat or a hood he's just being bald in the open. Someone's put a sticker on his noggin.]
[Time for Dahut to go through the horrors of a five body pileup! This is fine, he's already done the test drive of a three body pileup...
After Shoma's been shooed off and Dahut's darted off to do a few things before it's his turn in the egg, he'll just be coming back and eying the Reliver machine with a set of emotions that's complex and not entirely positive. Most of it is hard to pick out, but there's a tiny thread of apprehension there. The vibe of someone who's at the precipice of achieving a goal and isn't sure if it'll be all he's built it up to in his head (when he knows it won't, because he knows himself well).
Glancing over to wherever Scien is.]
Am I leaving the stitching in your hands? I only have experience with a three-part memory bank, but I could figure five out, I'm sure.
[it's fine the mods will simply have to help the relivers get rid of ten corpses instead of just five
but scien will just wait. he knows that dahut will begin the process when he's ready to, and there is no urgency in his newly crystal clear emotions. simply just a long-standing patience, and a watchful eye on dahut. truly he is so at ease compared to dahut]
It is your memory bank and your research. I will not let you fail, but I see little need in giving me all the power.
This once, I will give you permission to instruct me. If you wish for it to be stitched at my hands, I will. If you would like for me to supervise and correct where you go wrong, I will.
[IT'S JUST LIKE HOME........ The way Dahut has only slept one (1) day and it was just because Shouxue cursed him to burnt croissants if he didn't THESE SCIENTISTS ARE ALL SO FUNNY.
He glances over from whatever he's working on at that, though, looking vaguely amused.]
They're both busy bees, his hamster has a boyfriend and some water bottles, and Dahut has quite a few people to check in on himself, so it's later on that he will go and find said hamster again (after making sure in the immediate aftermath that Scien's in one piece and fine). He's changed out of his bloodyass clothes finally, and he makes his way over to wherever Scien is with a mug and a plate like it's the last six Saturdays]
Never thought I'd have intergalactic battle under my belt!
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weekend 0, friday
he stares at dahut for a long moment before deciding on:]
The last thing you remember is?
HEEEEELP
Anyway he's just staring back at Scien like this.]
—Dying?
[WHAT KIND OF QUESTION. He's a smart cookie but the idea of alternate timelines is so not immediately something that would come to mind that he's just sitting here like WHAT THE HECK.]
Which is strange, now that I'm thinking about it! I must not have been fully dead yet.
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[IT'S JUST THE FIRST THING HE SAYS WHEN HE SPOTS SCIEN, LOOKING SO AMUSED. FUCKING HELP. he probably paid very close attention to all of the conversations happening in the npc threads but i aki havent read any of them yet since i've been working on pcs girl help why is intro weekend so wild all the time
ANYWAY.
He also gestures for Scien as soon as he gets close enough to do so.]
Bend down, please!
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We'll see how much of the actual work I want to do. They'll allow me to collect samples, so I might just do that.
[he's gonna get so fucking fired]
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week zero, monday
the fucking second that scien is only around dahut (maybe when dahut is braiding his hair) and senses even the slightest extra glimmer of emotion, he's immediately turning to grab his head like a stressball again
but this time his gaze is fixated on dahut's chest, right where his memory bank would be. the emotions are sharper than anything else scien has felt: a deep, intense curiosity and intrigue]
What did you do?
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Well. HIS NOGGIN IS GRABBED AGAIN and the accompanying emotions are certainly much sharper in clarity than is normal for a Reliver, wow... It's like. The vibes of AAAH FUCK.]
Stop looking at me like you want to crack me open! We don't have the right facilities for it!!
[He's also trying to twist away from Scien's hand again STOP GRABBING HIS HEAD LIKE A STRESSBALL HE HATES IT HERE.]
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w0 thurs - IT'S DYIN TIME
Anyway.
THEY'RE FREEEEE THE DOORS ARE UNLOCKED YAY. WHO KNOWS IF THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE AREA THEY'RE CURFEWING but whether they get to watch everyone else pass out around them like dominos or they venture out and see bodies scattered on the floor, Dahut's reaction is the same.]
Oopsies. Well! That can't be good.
[HELP.]
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this strange tremor in scien's emotions that feels like it doesn't belong. it's still not processed well, and there's an almost answering annoyance in his own. there's something isn't fitting right in his own senses. he brings a hand up to his own chin, eyes narrowing as he watches every body fall.
but rather than the cool, almost disinterested reaction that scien would normally have—there is instead a curl of violence. a sharp, sudden feeling that immediately gets shoved down. his brow furrows.]
Dahut.
Stay in my sight but a distance away. What is your patchwork heart doing?
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oh yeah SPOILER WARNING IN THIS THREAD FOR POTENTIAL MAJOR VIRCHE SPOILERS
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scien is going to try to steal it before it's done help i guess this is the starter]
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You're going to burn yourself! At least wait until it's finished. Don't you have any crackers left to eat in the meantime?
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week 2, monday
but scien will literally just grab dahut's stupid hair and pull as an indicator to follow him! as they walk past the pie shop, he will pat a fucking oven that he definitely made with scrap parts but didn't clean. so like. thaaaaanks it's an avocadoooo energy. mods will decide how good of an oven this is overall but the thought... is there.
anyway once they're in the operating theater, scien is immediately going to set dahut to work:]
Determine what's usable in here. We're doing a basic open heart procedure—on myself, this time. [thanks king] I expect you to be able to monitor the injury and rate of healing. In the event that I die, time that as well to see if we're truly able to come back or not.
If I don't come back, proceed as you were.
[BE MORE CONCERNED ABOUT NOT COMING BACK]
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He also immediately breaks away when Scien pats the oven, though. HELP. It's okay, it's just to give it a once-over.]
Wow! For me?! A little stinky, but totally workable! Thank yooou!
[HEHEHE and then he skips after Scien who just gets RIGHT DOWN TO BUSINESS IMMEDIATELY HELP.]
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CW: he's a 10 but he keeps committing medical malpractice
i hate it here still
it's bad and it will only get worse
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w2 tuesday night/weds morning??
Well. Dahut's up later than usual these days since he spends some time at night visiting the sleeping NPCs, and Tuesday night is no exception! Except there's a period of time where he's just not in the Holodeck and also not in the sleeping area, but that's probably fine. He'll emerge from whatever hell he'd been squirreled away in sooner or later, seeking out Scien. Where is he at around like idk fucking 3 4am i hate it here]
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not even looking up, but because it's dahut he'll at least acknowledge him:]
What.
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Anyway he's disappearing for a while after the trial because he has to go do his rounds of fussing, but he'll eventually make his way back to wherever Scien is Sciening, bringing some handpies and water with him.]
That's a lot of people in one week.
[He's just assuming they're both going to mcfuckin die tomorrow.]
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There is a chance it could accelerate from here.
Though that's hard to prove when we have no information as to its origin.
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w3 monday
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So as they're just meandering off from their brainstorming session, whoops. There it is! The void.]
Huh? What's th— [Oops they're sucked in GOODBYE. Why the fck. FIRST GLITCHING BODY PARTS, NOW THIS is there no rest for the wicked... He makes a little startled sound after catching his balance, glancing around once they're fuckin trapped.]
—?! Why!
[WHY!!!!]
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week 3, thursday
where is dahutjust kidding i know exactly where dahut is, apparently just wrapped in a burrito on scien's shoulder. they're going to a closed room, probably the surgery theater, where scien is gonna put him back on the ground, lock the door and then put himself between the door and dahut in case he's going to go running after luke.]
Wake up.
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Dahut thrashes around in his blanket prison for like three more seconds, but by the time he's actually free of it, he pauses. Blinks. Looks down at his hands and then up at Scien.]
Oh. Wow, that's embarrassing!
[HELP.]
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week 3 post-trial
but he's right where dahut left him at the canteen! whoo. so sorry for the lazy starter this is dahut's hamster]
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As usual, he's got a plate in one hand and some water in the other, and he'll move both to place down near Scien before taking a seat next to him. So much about this week has turned so many things upside down, but his affection for Scien is unfortunately real and Scien is also still the person he cares about the most here, so he is obligated to continue caring for this hamster that he spent a long period of time considering murdering.]
I haven't seen you that irritated with a trial since your own.
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He reappears at night, though! Brings Scien some tastier food from one of their new French cafes, and some water as usual. Tea this time, too! He doesn't need the caffeine, but also, he does! After he sets these things down and bothers Scien enough that he's sure the arrival of food has Registered through his haze of project-ing, Dahut will then... vanish again.
He's gone for a while.
BUT WHEN HE COMES BACK SCIEN IS PROBABLY STILL WORKING SO DOES IT REALLY MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE anyway he'll be back in like two hours, has this binch even eaten.]
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week 4 thursday
anyway still!! scien probably went into full recluse mode after coming back from the party because that was so many conversations he didn't want to have. imagine being dead for so long and then suddenly having to interact with forty people, more than half of which you don't care to spend time with. he's such an asshole.
but by mid-day thursday he seems to have recovered enough to be in certain people's company. dahut is obviously one. scien will go to wherever he is and immediately perch his chin on dahut's head]
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UNLIKE SCIEN, THOUGH, he has been in SUCH a good mood since the party. SO FULL OF ENERGY and not just his usual eternally chipper energy, and so buoyed in general?! Witnessing the grief of people with normal human emotions free from his terrible island's influence has been such a beautiful, eye-opening experience... HE'S TOUCHED. HE'S MOVED. Unfortunately, he can't do anything sanely, so this ultimately means very little.
When Scien uses his head as a chin rest, he'll place the pipette he'd been holding down and reach up to pat Scien's cheek (face).]
You haven't eaten since Tuesday, have you... [With all the HUSTLE AND BUSTLE of WEDNESDAY. Goddamn. ON A SIGH:] I'm just about done here, anyway, so let's go get you something!
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w4 sun
Later in the night, when the like 3 normal people who are now here are probably sleeping and everyone else is awake being various freaks, Dahut will go visit Scien wherever he is.]
How's your arm feeling?
[Despite his caution in front of everyone else, he is not worried about disrupting the illusion considering his funeral lock is still that of his mother's even though he's well aware that it wasn't always.]
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Fine.
Did I make myself forget losing it, since we're made of memory?
[HE'S NOT AN IDIOT HE CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT HAPPENED AFTER A LITTLE WHILE]
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week 5, monday
scien throws something at dahut's head at a speed that's not impossible to catch but not exactly easy]
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Ow—!! Why?! I change my mind, you can feed yourself today!
[TURNING AROUND WITH THIS PLATE TO LEAVE.]
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w5 thurs i hate it here
Maybe Dion has also thoughtfully gotten him a change of clothes and they lovingly banged it out so Scien wouldn't die of hypothermia... But just in case, Dahut's showing up soon after this rescue mission to wherever Scien is with a new outfit in hand, a towel, and a mug of something steaming.]
Really, how did you even end up in a situation like that...
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It's better than losing a limb or needing to be killed.
[frankly,]
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w5 sat
I want you to know that I made a really good soup tonight that a lot of people liked, but since you'd probably just complain about having to deal with a spoon and liquid while you're working and you wouldn't care about the taste anyway, you just get these.
[HELP.]
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More soup for other people.
[eats a sandwich without complaint]
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week 6, monday
Dion and I have been romantically involved for over a week.
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Oh, Monsieur Scien, what a wonderful thing! I'm so happy - congratulations to the both of you!
[HEHEHEHE HE KNEW SCIEN COULD FIND LOVE AGAIN... If not fully, then at least that little bud he'd been hoping to see. His heart feels more at ease now, in the genuine sense of some ailing Victorian parent who's trying to set his Cosette up with a Marius so his precious child will be cared for after he is gone.]
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w6 thurs
But he's also fussy, and Scien is still who he cares about the most, so of course he'll show up sooner or later. With a warm blanket! A lil mug of something hot!]
Monsieur Scien!
[STOP SOUNDING SO CHIPPER.]
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he places a hand on dahut's head but this time doesn't squeeze]
Don't be so loud.
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w6 fri
He will offer these out, and also say:]
I made you something super cute!
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[goes to take the food only like an asshole]
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w6 sat
No, he'll reach out for his flappy arm sleeve and sigh.]
You had us edit your memories back in the Helly Belly so you'd have two working arms there.
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Oh, I see. How did I lose it?
[he just believes he totally would've done this to himself]
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week 6 sunday
it's active
come
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Have you run the boot-up diagnostics yet?
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w7 mon
After Shoma's been shooed off and Dahut's darted off to do a few things before it's his turn in the egg, he'll just be coming back and eying the Reliver machine with a set of emotions that's complex and not entirely positive. Most of it is hard to pick out, but there's a tiny thread of apprehension there. The vibe of someone who's at the precipice of achieving a goal and isn't sure if it'll be all he's built it up to in his head (when he knows it won't, because he knows himself well).
Glancing over to wherever Scien is.]
Am I leaving the stitching in your hands? I only have experience with a three-part memory bank, but I could figure five out, I'm sure.
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but scien will just wait. he knows that dahut will begin the process when he's ready to, and there is no urgency in his newly crystal clear emotions. simply just a long-standing patience, and a watchful eye on dahut. truly he is so at ease compared to dahut]
It is your memory bank and your research. I will not let you fail, but I see little need in giving me all the power.
This once, I will give you permission to instruct me. If you wish for it to be stitched at my hands, I will. If you would like for me to supervise and correct where you go wrong, I will.
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week 7, friday
anyway they're probably hard at work. scien hasn't slept since they woke up from the pods.]
Of course everyone waits until the last week to ask for salvation.
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He glances over from whatever he's working on at that, though, looking vaguely amused.]
Oh? Has it been more than Monsieur Luke?
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w7 sat
THAT WAS A LONGASS DAY!!!!
They're both busy bees, his hamster has a boyfriend and some water bottles, and Dahut has quite a few people to check in on himself, so it's later on that he will go and find said hamster again (after making sure in the immediate aftermath that Scien's in one piece and fine). He's changed out of his bloodyass clothes finally, and he makes his way over to wherever Scien is with a mug and a plate like it's the last six Saturdays]
Never thought I'd have intergalactic battle under my belt!
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I've just decided more and more that I don't care for the stars.
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