horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
We were still awake after everyone else collapsed. I thought—
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... I thought I wanted to see his heart. So I did.
[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]
[what a trial that was! scien is probably walking around a little after working on his project for the vast majority of that trial and only looking up at the end. when he sees shouxue he does the clear mental math of approaching or leaving
[ scien has his bread. shouxue has her baozi that she'll never pass up.
wherever he is working on something, she'll put a small box of bao near him as she puts one into her mouth. ]
Try one.
[ it's lotus seed filling because it's her favorite and it will remain her favorite even if the lotuses are what they are in the helly belly. it's fine.... ]
[after body!!!! scien will give shouxue a few hours to herself but eventually wherever she is, he will stop by. he has brought a tray of the lotus baozi and will place it in front of her
but scien will be actually found in the gardens instead of any lab! he's found something comfy to wear, and his hair is down and damp again—but at least it's not because he drowned. a blanket is already settled on his shoulders (thanks dahut) and in his sweater pawed hand he has a mug of hot cocoa.....
his gaze fixates on a particular patch of flowers, as if searching for something among them. when he hears footsteps, this time he actually turns his head toward shouxue.]
weekend zero saturday
i've decided that they're in the zero gravity chamber and it malfunctions and suddenly picks them both up so neither of them can fucking leave]
What—
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she yelps in surprise before pulling her skirt down. ]
How—
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scien is already pulling up the IRIS on his wrist, looking appropriately annoyed]
Their tech is nothing more than a trash heap.
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week 0, thursday
she doesn't actually, but it'd be funny.
shouxue is in the observation deck lounge, and she's looking at the plants there like she wants to steal one. ]
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scien's hungover and he's trying to find a place to lay down but]
Just take it.
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I do not have anything to exchange for it yet.
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backtags.... feel free to drop tho! blows kiss from gy
backtags.... who will kill me.... in this game full of adults (face_holding_back_tears)
even if shouxue murders they won't vote for her
hoping for a scapegoat in my wildest dreams
that would be such a wild dream indeed
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week 0, saturday
Can I ask what happened, Scien?
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horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
We were still awake after everyone else collapsed. I thought—
[a pause. a sudden surge of violence, followed by scien's brow furrowing as he tries to parse the emotion]
... I thought I wanted to see his heart. So I did.
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the violence gets a ripple of concern, and she bites her lips. ]
That is out of the ordinary for you, isn't it? That feeling. That kind of thought.
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w3 monday
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uh oh.
she won't look at scien once the memory is over. ]
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week 3 post-trial
but eventually approaches]
Still angry?
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[ she is calmer. she is irritated, but it doesn't show as easily. ]
Is it because he is older that they think they could treat him like that? They weren't like that with me last week.
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week 4, tuesday
wherever he is working on something, she'll put a small box of bao near him as she puts one into her mouth. ]
Try one.
[ it's lotus seed filling because it's her favorite and it will remain her favorite even if the lotuses are what they are in the helly belly. it's fine.... ]
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The Busybody also likes these.
[baozi.... but he will eat one because he also liked it. he makes a little nod of acknowledgment, even though he's not polite enough to say thank you]
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week 4, friday
he takes one, but just one]
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this actually shocks her out of her brooding and makes her stare at him stupidly for a few seconds. she grabs a baozi, as an automatic motion. ]
You didn't mysteriously go somewhere, too, did you?
[ and get an effect that made him nice? ]
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week 5, wednesday
scien will just go to approach her]
You. Are you done running from me? I have something for you.
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What is it?
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week 5, saturday
I forgot what it was like not to feel completely disappointed in them on Saturdays.
[ she isn't awed, but it feels odd? it feels surreal. ]
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[ok not everything is nodd, todomatsu, or bradley's fault and scien is willing to admit this,]
It shouldn't take a group of coworkers experiencing emotional disruption for people to figure out how to mostly behave.
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week 6, thursday
but scien will be actually found in the gardens instead of any lab! he's found something comfy to wear, and his hair is down and damp again—but at least it's not because he drowned. a blanket is already settled on his shoulders (thanks dahut) and in his sweater pawed hand he has a mug of hot cocoa.....
his gaze fixates on a particular patch of flowers, as if searching for something among them. when he hears footsteps, this time he actually turns his head toward shouxue.]
Am I going to be scolded?
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she frowns and shakes her head before following his gaze to the flowers. ]
Unless it is something you asked for, I do not see the need to scold.
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week 7, saturday
What do you think happens next?
[ congrats on your ship, dana. ]
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anyway,]
I know what happens next for me.
But I can say less definitively for you.
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