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weekend 0 saturday night

[steelo]

[ a little later in the evening on saturday, there is the sound of bright, peppy jpop coming from the game room in the winter dorm!! along with the sound of somebody moving around. dancing? dancing? ... revolutioning?

yeah it's ichiro playing ddr. he's like about to finish up a round and going very ham on this game. sup beau ]

[disreguarded]

[that shitpost]

Whoa. [she heard stomping going on in here, which attracted her to the room. her eyes get real huge, and she leans against the door frame, watching him go. the second he's done, she whoops!]

That was awesome! Is that a game?

week 0 monday

[steelo]

[ this is art class. ichiro's got his coloring book in front of him, his colored pencils, and is looking at his coloring image of some flowers, i guess, because why not. he looks ... not confused, but more like "why are we doing this right now" as he looks at the big old box of colored pencils. ]

Y'know... I kind of thought college would be different.

[disreguarded]

[she glances over at him from where she's scribbling on a piece of paper. it's a unicorn. a tiny one.]

I've never been so I have no idea. [...] I mean, I don't hate it. At least it's not the terrifying cat movie.

w1, monday

[disreguarded]

[just grabbing his arm as she passes him in the winter dorm, apparently we are at this level of friendship already]

Hey, come with me, I'm exploring the new places that opened up.

[steelo]

[ ichiro's getting ready to head back out to the library on this fine day, holding a completed novel in his hands, so when he's grabbed, he just nods. we are absolutely at this level of friendship. ]

Awesome. Where to?

week 1 saturday!

[steelo]

[ haha well

when manwol's driven off and the gym starts to clear out, ichiro holds steady for a minute or two. waits until some of the others are gone - mabel, hope, lila, the younger crowd - waits a little longer, then gets up and practically storms out of the building.

he makes it outside, to the left, around the corner, and then lets out an infuriated shout and slams a punch into the wall of the gym at full strength.

i'm sure this is fine. ]

[disreguarded]

[WELL, LIKE. she can't say she's not familiar with the feeling, but.

she's following kon, first -- but she gets distracted by ichiro, and the sound of him shouting, and her heart sort of breaks just a bit. she'll let kon cool off. she's going to go to ichiro first, coming behind him and putting a hand on his back.]

... Hey. Don't break your fucking hand.

w2 post inves friday

[steelo]

[ happy post investigation day! not! this day is never happy.

anyway ichiro's coming back from what looks like the cafeteria carefully holding what looks like a couple of to go boxes. spotting beau, he gives her a little sup nod, and a small smile - the best you can really do, after running around investigating murders. ]

Beau, hey. ...You eaten yet?

[ also he's got a fairly recent healing black eye that i never got to mention until right now sweats ]

[disreguarded]

[HELLO YOUR BLACK EYE? that looks so bad, poor boy!! she comes up to him and ignores the food at first, and because it is touch week she like, very gently reaches up to tilt his head so she can get a better look at it.]

Fuck. I thought that was gonna be a shiner when I saw it last night. Who did it? [...] I'm not hungry, but thanks.

w2, saturday

[disreguarded]

[where is ichiro looking for her or is he texting her because she's gonna be hard to find...]

[steelo]

[ beau gets a text! im assuming this is after the dorm jingled miserably to rupert so ]

beau
let me look at your hand?

w2, sunday

[disreguarded]

Ichiiiiiroooo
Make me food I'm hungry
I also have stuff to tell you

[steelo]

aight
come meet me in the kitchen in the cafeteria in like fifteen
what do you wanna eat? otherwise you're getting riceballs cause i made a ton of them yesterday

w3, monday

[disreguarded]

[HEY GOOD MORNING ICHIRO WERE YOU READY TO GET FUCKED UP

because we're starting the day off with this! marisha kicks my ass so you have to see her face instead of the animatic i found. watch until the 22 minute timestamp!

there are four people, standing around a grave. caleb, beau, a small goblin, and a dwarf, just for context.]

[steelo]

[ more like sisi were you ready to get fucked up i'm sad now

anyway!!! wow walking into people's memory stew sure is something. ichiro takes a surprised step back when the memory finished, but he's just sort of holding there. beau's emotions are thick in his throat, even still - it feels like he's going to cry - and he stops, then takes a deep breath. ]

You... [ ...

he reaches up and wipes his wrist under his eye for a second. ] ...you and Molly're really close, huh.

[ holy shit. ]

w3, saturday

[disreguarded]

[eventually she comes to find him and just takes his hand, and tugs him with her so they can go curl up somewhere.

and once they are, she shows him a tarot card - it's a sketch of beau on one side, with caleb on the other. it's unnamed, but.]

[steelo]

[ i hate you so much for this? anyway yeah he's going to go wherever beau wants him to. he pretty much came home, yelled about stress, took a hot shower, and is bumming around in his pajamas so they can go curl up on the big bed in the dorm.

peering at the tarot card, though. ] ...Whoa. That his?

w4 thursday

[steelo]

hey
come meet me at the computer lab if you've gotta a little bit

[disreguarded]

[are you gonna show beau vocaloids, ichiro

anyway she sends back a little thumbs up emoji and will meet him there! she is wearing molly's coat again. and also, this time, she has blue tips at the end of her hair.]

w4 friday

[steelo]

[ can i just assume they're flopped down somewhere in the dorm. yea. i'm assuming it now. ]

You ever feel like you do a whole bunch of shit and it just amounts to nothing...?

[disreguarded]

Yeah, all the time.

[she is flopped on him, probably.]

... It's fine. The glasses worked, so - we've got that, at least.

week 4 saturday (:

[steelo]

[ do you ever just have absolutely no fucking idea hw to handle a single goddamn thing that happened in that trial? just - it's just anger, and misery, and so many other things that ichiro's even gone for a little while, too.

he's going back to his usual routine of beating the shit out of stuff he probably shouldn't beat the shit out of so he doesn't break something and/or doesn't just flip his fucking shit on someone who doesn't deserve it on accident.

.... but immediately after that, he's gonna go hunt down beau. where u at he will comb this entire campus. ]

[disreguarded]

[honestly? she's probably just hiding in the library. somewhere quiet, on the floor among the shelves. it'll be much later, but. she's there. she's just staring at the wall, notebook open in her lap, pencil on the paper.

there's no emotion coming off her, right now.]

w5, monday

[disreguarded]

[beau is... in the music room! she's got a harmonica in hand, and she's trying to play it. poorly. but she's trying, at least!

for the first time in a while she feels... okay. it's nice.]

[steelo]

[ ichiro's vibes are a little less okay today but at least it's not emotionshare anymore! he's been pretty much between the dance studio and the music room since both places have opened up, and he's coming back from the former when he hears really bad harmonica.

poking his head in to look - and, oh, it's beau. maybe he should come back later? she seems pretty caught up in that.... even though it's not great...... he does end up kinda leaning on the door for a minute to watch. ]

w5, tuesday

[disreguarded]

[this is later, in winter dorm, after the plot mingle -

she comes to find him specifically, and like, grabs the back of his shirt.]

Hey, dude. What's going on with you? [she's observant.] You're all fucked up, don't think I haven't noticed. What happened.

[steelo]

[ oh, busted. it's less the tone of voice that stops him, but the grab definitely does. ichiro glances back, and it's...

well. he's bad at hiding his emotions, in general, isn't he? always has been. not a great liar, either. but even just like this, standing in winter dorm with his hands shoved in his pockets, he just seems... well, just more dour as a whole. ichiro's always smiling, normally, the kind of person who always seems jovial, but... there's been a storm cloud, this week, and a pretty blatant one. even his eyes look a little darker than usual. ]

What? Nothing. [ moving to like, shrug her off a little bit, rolling his shoulders. ] Just been a long day.

w5 post dead

[steelo]

[ just a text once the results come out ]

do whatever you need to do
im here if you need me.
love you beau

[disreguarded]

[much later:]

I'm okay.
see you later.
love you too ichiro.

w5, saturday

[disreguarded]

[you don't get a choice i'm coming for you

anyway at some point, beau goes to look for ichiro specifically. where he at.]

[steelo]

[ ichiro is... in the kitchen. that's usually where he is after long trials - you can almost always tell because it smells like something's cooking.

he and kon did plenty of meal prep on monday, so at least he doesn't have to do a lot, but - making food is pretty hard with one arm. even so, he's stirring what looks like a pot of udon noodles with his good hand, and when he looks up and spots beau, he gives her a little smile. ]

...hey, Beau.

week 6 monday

[steelo]

[ well hi

ichiro's just laying down face first on the couch in the common room. and his thoughts are just something like "fuuuuuuuuck"

i'm sure this is fine ]

[disreguarded]

[this is mildly concerning, but mostly beau is amused. she wanders over to him and flops down next to him on the floor, peering at him. she's all healed, also, but she does have a long scar across her face, from forehead to jaw.]

Fuuuuuck? [she asks, poking him in the side.]

w6 saturday

[steelo]

[ hello void

here is ichiro! even if he is just - i mean, he is clearly fucked up, he's still worried about beau, so. wherever she is, he's at least coming to check on her, though he doesn't say anything - mostly just in sight line. ]

[disreguarded]

[she's not doing great!

she's trying kind of desperately to stay awake, so what she's doing is fucking throwing plates at things, shattering them against walls, the ground. she keeps wavering, shaking her head. and once he's in range, her thoughts are just scribbles and angry, sharp noises.]

w6, sunday

[disreguarded]

Where are you

[steelo]

[ it takes a while - like a good ten, fifteen minutes ]

Roof. you don't have to

w7, saturday

[disreguarded]

[oofa doofa what a day

beau just... wanders into winter dorm, running her hand along everything? kind of just looking at it. trying to memorize it, maybe. she seems sort of melancholy, but at least she's not as despondent as she was last night.

she offers ichiro a little smile.]

[steelo]

[ we're springles now

no kidding ichiro seems to be looking around for something - when he spots beau he perks up a little bit and comes over to her immediately. there's something tucked under his arm, though he won't let her see what it is right away. for such a long, wild day, he looks... better than he has in a really long time, and offers her a smile. ]

You wanna come do something with me for a little bit? Up on the roof.