lup

[preowned]

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week 1, friday

[preowned]

[ well!!

he is walking down a hall, and stops when he sees lup. she was cloud's suitemate, so... ]

Did Mollymauk fill you in?

[evocationary]

[she's just sitting against a wall on the floor in a hallway, eyes rimmed red, staring at the wall.]

Yeah. I heard.

[preowned]

[ oh, no. not tears. ]

You two are suitemates... right?

[evocationary]

Yeah.

Friends. Not that he'd admit it, probably.

[preowned]

Probably not.

But that doesn't make you any less friends.

[evocationary]

[a long pause.]

The lobby had musical chairs. It made us play. I don't know if that means anything.

[preowned]

I see...

[ an even longer pause. ]

What is musical chairs?

[evocationary]

[she - laughs. just a little one, and it sounds more like a sob, but she's trying.]

Um. A game where you walk in a circle around chairs until the music stops and then you have to sit down in one of the chairs before someone else, or you're out.

[preowned]

Oh...

[ he's trying to imagine it. it sounds like something he would actually play, although the murder circumstances probably make it less fun. ]

It's hard to see how that might fit in.

[evocationary]

Yeah, I have no idea. [she just sinks down further against the wall.]

Did you like him?

[preowned]

Yes, we were friends.

... I don't think he would have said the same.

[evocationary]

[another little hiccupy laugh.]

Brat. [...] I'm going to figure out who did it to him tomorrow.

[preowned]

You will.

And at least the fire is a good first step. We know to look for signs of that.

[evocationary]

Mmhm.

Are you going to help?

[preowned]

I will.

I'm always here to help.

[evocationary]

Okay. [she glances up at him, and gives him a little smile.]

I'll count on you, then.

[preowned]

And I, you.

He told me he was going to be staying with you last night.

[evocationary]

He did. It was me, him, Rupert, Sheila, Harrow, Yuri and Molly.

[preowned]

Sticking in groups really does nothing...

[ it's muttered. ]

[evocationary]

Apparently not.

[bitterly:] It's just one more chance to say goodbye.

[preowned]

[ he thinks back to last week, with flayn. ]

Unfortunately!

Do you need anything? [ he coughs ] Water?

[evocationary]

... I um. I hate to ask, but could you help me stand up?

[she is. still so injured help]

[preowned]

I did say I'm always here to help, didn't I?

[ he will lean down and hold his hands out. ]

[evocationary]

[this will go well!

she takes his hands unsteadily, and tries to pull herself up, and then immediately almost passes out when she stands up! yay! her side wound is bleeding again.]

[preowned]

[ oh dear. ]

Sorry about this.

[ he's just going to pick her up to bridal carry her ]