[Let's go with (throws dart) command room! Sheila will be there whenever Beau ends up roaming in that direction, sitting in the captain's chair and horribly slouching as she squints at the buttons. She does, however, sit up when she notices she has company.]
Yeah, someone's really going at those buttons, huh.
[ she shoves her hands in her pockets. ]
Nothing much. I'm kind of just killing time. I keep thinking there's gonna be some big crisis we're gonna have to solve, but. It's mostly just been eating and drinking and screwing around.
Oh. [Blinking a bit, rapidly, like she didn't expect that response.] God, I hope not. I'm really into this whole not having any big crisis to solve thing, you know?
Friends, but not not that close as friends? [Squints into the horizon, thinking.] I don't know. I guess I heard someone say it weirdly the other day and it stuck.
Well, the stars in the Planetarium fucking melted off the wall to the floor and started bleeding. So that's cool. [ she downs a glass - makes a face. ugh. cottonmouth. ]
... You think someone killed him? Or do you think it was an accident?
[ she waves a hand a bit. ] I'm okay, don't worry about me.
... But yeah. It'd suck but it'd be less fucking awful. I don't think that's what happened, though. [ she rubs at her knuckles vaguely. they're bruised, which sheila can likely see. ] Endorsi said she thought it had to do with indulgences.
Like, someone indulged by killing a teenager and ruining this for all of us? [Even your local zombie thinks that's fucked up, judging by the angry shift in her tone.
She takes a deep breath, and chills.]
Well... Do you remember who was with you last night? And— what happened to your knuckles? That looks painful.
[Squints?? How far along is the bruising? Because if it looks recent, she's automatically going to fetch some ice for her.]
Yeah, it was me, Molly, Harrowhark, and the two... I don't know their names. [ she shrugs. ] And they're fine, I just got pissed earlier and punched a wall when I heard the announcement.
[ :\ she liked tamaki... she won't argue the ice, though. ]
I'm okay - sorry, nobody's called me that -- uh, well, ever, actually, but -- [ she chokes on a giggle, scrubbing at her face. ] Sorry, just give me a sec. Fuck.
Well... I don't think anyone would stop you. [Like, even if she wanted to Sock'em Bopper them to death.] Whoever that bitch is, they just made an enemy out of a lot of people.
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tuesday, week zero.
Oh— Hi!
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Hey. [ but she is happy enough to see sheila! ] What're you doing?
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[A shrug!]
Whatcha up to?
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[ she shoves her hands in her pockets. ]
Nothing much. I'm kind of just killing time. I keep thinking there's gonna be some big crisis we're gonna have to solve, but. It's mostly just been eating and drinking and screwing around.
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[Why does it sound like there are airquotes...]
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[ she's squinting. ]
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Like we work together, yeah. Kind of.
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I guess he's one of my best friends, but it's been a long time since I've seen him.
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[A pause, momentarily surprised. Then, her expression turns sympathetic.]
Oh, well, uh... I'm sorry. That sounds rough. [She sounds very sincere about this.] I'm happy you get to hang out now, though.
friday, week zero.
Normally, I would say good morning, buuuuut...
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[So many questions that will be answered... tomorrow. Probably.]
Are you okay? Last night got freaky for a lot of people, apparently.
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[ :( ]
I'm fine. Little dry mouthed but that's not unusual. Did anything weird happen where you were stuck?
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[Beau, your mouth.]
Yeah, you could say that. The lights went totally bonkers on us. [BSOD...] Did something happen where you were?
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Well, the stars in the Planetarium fucking melted off the wall to the floor and started bleeding. So that's cool. [ she downs a glass - makes a face. ugh. cottonmouth. ]
... You think someone killed him? Or do you think it was an accident?
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[She exhales, wringing her hands.]
I mean, it would be— Okay, well. Not "great," if it was an accident. But it would be the least problematic option, wouldn't it?
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... But yeah. It'd suck but it'd be less fucking awful. I don't think that's what happened, though. [ she rubs at her knuckles vaguely. they're bruised, which sheila can likely see. ] Endorsi said she thought it had to do with indulgences.
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She takes a deep breath, and chills.]
Well... Do you remember who was with you last night? And— what happened to your knuckles? That looks painful.
[Squints?? How far along is the bruising? Because if it looks recent, she's automatically going to fetch some ice for her.]
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Yeah, it was me, Molly, Harrowhark, and the two... I don't know their names. [ she shrugs. ] And they're fine, I just got pissed earlier and punched a wall when I heard the announcement.
[ :\ she liked tamaki... she won't argue the ice, though. ]
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Completely understandable. But don't make a habit of it because I just realized, we don't have medical supplies.
saturday, week zero.
and immediately make a face.]
Oh, my god. Beauregard.
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[ she says, on the floor. she sounds pretty raw, curled up with a pillow and a blanket. ]
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Oh, sweetie... I'm so sorry. I don't know what I can do to help you.
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sorry you tripped right over her mom issues, sheila ]
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Oh, fuck. Was it something I said? Don't cry.
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[ she just turns away!! quickly!! ]
I'm okay - sorry, nobody's called me that -- uh, well, ever, actually, but -- [ she chokes on a giggle, scrubbing at her face. ] Sorry, just give me a sec. Fuck.
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[BEAU... Can she reach through the bars? She will try to pat her on the arm if she's within reach.]
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Fuck, I thought I was done. [ she says, hiccup laughing into her hands. ]
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Just let it all out. It's okay.
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just for a little bit, though. eventually she pulls her legs to her chest and just shiver-sighs. ]
I don't even know what's going to happen.
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I'm kind of scared.
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[yikes intensifies.]
I'm sorry. You should be out there with Molly, not sitting here, scared because we couldn't get our shit together faster.
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[ a sigh. ] ... Whoever did it, I'm gonna get even.
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