[She's chilling out on the steps of the inn on Thursday afternoon, bandaged in several spots and a little oddly colored in her face, but looking okay otherwise! She's got a very-creased piece of paper against her knees with a few blank ones underneath, a pen in hand and a goldfish plushie from the emporium with weird, plastic pieces pinned to the back occupying her lap. Odd choice, but okay.
The tall stranger is not unfamiliar in sight, and she has seen his name multiple times on the PHS by now... but the sounds trip on her tongue as she watches him from a distance, trying to get his attention.]
Ah, hey--- hey, it's... Emet-Selch-san, right? [she butchered the vowels completely but it's fine] I don't mean to bother you, but... could I ask you a couple things?
[Her voice sounds rough, like she had a fight with a lawnmower or something... but it's fine, she doesn't look sick.]
[pronouncing it correctly, for her benefit... he doesn't seem particularly concerned with anything about her appearance, though, just folding his arms as he glances down, expression neutral. he generally looks a little bored, and this is no different.]
Emet... Selch... Okay, got it. [Parroted slowly, if only to get the sounds correct on her tongue. But she's a quick learner and doesn't seem phased At All by the look he's giving her.
Or that, you know, he's standing like three feet away. She won't complain.]
Do you remember anything about the people who died a couple weeks ago? Hajime-chan, Virid-kun... do you still remember what they looked like? How they sounded?
WEEK TWO - THURSDAY
The tall stranger is not unfamiliar in sight, and she has seen his name multiple times on the PHS by now... but the sounds trip on her tongue as she watches him from a distance, trying to get his attention.]
Ah, hey--- hey, it's... Emet-Selch-san, right? [she butchered the vowels completely but it's fine] I don't mean to bother you, but... could I ask you a couple things?
[Her voice sounds rough, like she had a fight with a lawnmower or something... but it's fine, she doesn't look sick.]
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[pronouncing it correctly, for her benefit... he doesn't seem particularly concerned with anything about her appearance, though, just folding his arms as he glances down, expression neutral. he generally looks a little bored, and this is no different.]
What is it?
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Or that, you know, he's standing like three feet away. She won't complain.]
Do you remember anything about the people who died a couple weeks ago? Hajime-chan, Virid-kun... do you still remember what they looked like? How they sounded?
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[so, you know, he's got nothing on hajime.]
But I recall the boy, yes. What does it matter?