[between checking out classes, she's just here vibing! lucretia is seated on a bench somewhere, most of her focus on her notebook; if he gets close enough, it looks like the page holds sketches of other people here, though she's not drawing from life. none of the people on the page are around at the moment, she's just working from memory.
she pauses on realizing she has company, though, looking up.]
[ ichiro is not trying to stare, really - but it's interesting, to see someone drawing! he's walked by lucretia a couple times doing god only knows what (chasing dimitri away from geese? it's possible) and by the third round, he does come over to peer at it. ]
Oh - uh. Good? I mean, as good as it can, kinda. [ considering the whole... kidnapping thing... ] What about you? Are you taking an art class...?
[ it's been about an hour or so since the end of the trial and ichiro's been scarce, for the most part. however, eventually, he comes out of the infirmary area and into the student union building, his hood up, making his way towards the concession stand.
he is not ordering a drink! (i'm no longer rping a lush.) instead, he asks, a little gruffly, if politely, for a cup of ice, and then turns around. spotting lucretia, he gives her a little nod - turned around, she can probably see that he's got a paper towel pressed to the knuckles of his right hand, with spots of it turning a little red. ]
[she's already in the library when ichiro gets there-- going through a book that appears to be a historical account for a place called tesseralia, and just sort of... flipping through it idly, not seeming to fully scan its pages. a little tuned out.]
[ that's a mood. ichiro spots her on his way in - he rubs at his face briefly from where he is and lets lucretia be for a moment.
...however, he returns a little while later with two hot chocolates from the moonbucks in his hands and clears his throat, much more subdued than usual. ]
[ after the fun and fresh kitten adventure (actually that was pretty fun), ichiro can be found at the library also!! he's reading a book about riding horses and looks. well, he looks like he is taking very studious notes? what a weirdo.
when he glances up and spots lucretia, though, he immediately brightens and gives her a wave. ] Hey, Lucretia-san. What're you reading today?
[ i have to pick a memory still so you get a generic starter im sorry i love you ]
[shh don't be sorry we can do other stuff in this thread first and then memshare attacks. she comes over, though, peering curiously at his choice of reading material.]
Nothing so practical, admittedly.
[it's probably one of his shoujo recs.]
But you know, you could probably learn this a little more easily with someone to teach you.
[why not ask one of the actual horse riders here, ichiro.]
[she comes to find him in the infirmary, after everything. after giving things a little time to settle. she immediately takes a seat nearby when she does, looking him over with concern.]
Ichiro-- I'm sure you've been seen to, but are you all right?
[ hello lucretia!!! ichiro is sitting on the doctor's table, having likely just been looked over by otome. he's got his shirt off still, because he was being a good patient, and boy howdy is he fucked up! however, the light healing did do its job - he's no longer wheezing when he breathes, nor is he actively bleeding anywhere, but the majority of his body is still either covered in bruises or radiant burns.
the biggest, still glaring injury is a lichtenberg figure, now blatantly obvious, that spans from a nasty spot in the middle of his palm, down his fingers, around where he usually wears a signet ring, and all the way up to his shoulder and collarbone. it's still pretty rough looking compared to the rest of him, colored a dark, ugly red.
also... his ankle is probably still kind of frostbitten. it's okay.
he gives lucretia a little smile, though he just looks exhausted. ] ...Hey, Lucretia-san. Yeah. I think Hope used his heal on me. I'm doing okay.
it's ichiro!!! he is very fussy, even if he got YEETED at some point it's fine he's back now. timelines are a joke, and he's unrolling a roll of bandages to come help fuss over injuries. poor mom. ]
[there's been another dose of healing, so they're a little improved now? but she's still bleeding in multiple places, and the vibes are still real bad. they haven't really changed.
[ ichiro's wandering the new buildings today! he's mostly been around the music rooms because of course he has been, but spotting lucretia in the art room, he has to poke his head in and look. ]
[as always, voice sounding like shit here, but her hand is occupied so no text-to-speech for her. "i'm not pushing it" said lucretia over the weekend before immediately pushing it.
she's working on something in here, though. it looks like it's a group portrait of... everyone, actually. every person here, living or dead, dorm heads included.]
[okay hello she is Fucking Running to go check on ichiro sometime after everyone gets healed up? wherever he is, infirmary or somewhere else if he's been moved-- she's going to be here, immediately giving him a concerned look-over.
she is so, so relieved to see him. that she remembers him, right now.]
Ichiro. I'm glad you made it back, I-- are you all right? Nothing major that the healing didn't see to...?
[ he's in the infirmary at the moment! it seems his bandages needed removing, so. the good news is he is no longer profusely bleeding. he is still very bloody, but it looks like hope's healing magic helped him out a lot! his arm's in a sling and bandaged, and he's got the torn costume shirts off so those big deep claw marks are bandaged up, too. the claw marks across his face are still red and angry, but no longer bleeding.
and oh, he looks so surprised. like the shelter dog who finally got adopted. ]
here is ichiro, pre-injuries, having the first very good day he's had this week. he's sitting on a blanket at the moment with lucretia, holding a cup of cocoa between his hands. iris just left, we'll say, so he's a little quieter than usual, but he has a smile on his face for lucretia anyway. time to chat a lil! mother and son bonding! ]
[she's also having a nice time, this evening-- stargazing was always an easy activity from the moonbase, and even if they're different here, she likes looking out on them.
when he speaks up, she pulls her attention back to him, but she-- doesn't quite answer smoothly.]
I-- yes, I did, earlier. Not for very long, only a couple of minutes, really, but... it was good to actually see him again. He seemed like he'd been healed.
[ ichiro's swinging by the art room today! by now he kinda figures that's where he's gonna find lucretia hanging out, so, he's here holding a plastic bag of something on the wrist of his good arm, and a to go cup in his good hand.
his guess was right, so. he comes over and gently sets the to go cup down. ] Brought you some tea, Lucretia-san. [ son is here! he looks... tired, with dark circles under his eyes, and he's still hurt, but his smile is very genuine. ] Don't paint all day and forget to eat, yeah?
I didn't plan on it, but I guess you've sort of beaten me to that, here.
[he gets a warm smile in return, as she sets her brush down. today's painting is-- just a sky, it looks like, beautiful and blue. she's been putting the last touches on it.]
I hope you brought something for yourself too.
[because yeah, she sees how tired he looks, and those dark circles get a concerned glance.]
[ as they're leaving the meeting, ichiro's choosing to go with lucretia! he walks with his hand shoved in his pocket, sticking close, and his thoughts are a little messy, enough that nothing particularly specific comes across for a little bit.
eventually, though, quietly. ] ...we're a mess. [ the little group, he means. ] I'm really worried about Lux-chan.
he's just going to find lucretia, after he has definitely gotten in an argument with someone? or maybe several someones? who knows. and the minute he sees her he just fucking
we're all going to do this helping thing tomorrow morning right...? i just wanna
i just wanted to say thank you, and that you're really important to me it's been a really long time since ive had somebody around that i felt like i could trust as much as i trust you really means a lot. be safe, ok? i will be too love you, lucretia-san
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she pauses on realizing she has company, though, looking up.]
So, how has the first day treated you?
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Oh - uh. Good? I mean, as good as it can, kinda. [ considering the whole... kidnapping thing... ] What about you? Are you taking an art class...?
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he is not ordering a drink! (i'm no longer rping a lush.) instead, he asks, a little gruffly, if politely, for a cup of ice, and then turns around. spotting lucretia, he gives her a little nod - turned around, she can probably see that he's got a paper towel pressed to the knuckles of his right hand, with spots of it turning a little red. ]
...hey, Lucretia-san.
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[she sets her drink down, frowning at his hand with some concern.]
Not that I don't understand the feeling pretty damn well, but-- please try to be careful with yourself.
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i'm sorry about your dormmate
do you need anything?
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[which is lucretia for 'no but i'm not making a teen deal with my problems',]
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...hey, Lucretia-san.
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im sorry, lucretia-san
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w3 wednesday!!!
when he glances up and spots lucretia, though, he immediately brightens and gives her a wave. ] Hey, Lucretia-san. What're you reading today?
[ i have to pick a memory still so you get a generic starter im sorry i love you ]
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Nothing so practical, admittedly.
[it's probably one of his shoujo recs.]
But you know, you could probably learn this a little more easily with someone to teach you.
[why not ask one of the actual horse riders here, ichiro.]
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w3, thursday
Ichiro-- I'm sure you've been seen to, but are you all right?
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the biggest, still glaring injury is a lichtenberg figure, now blatantly obvious, that spans from a nasty spot in the middle of his palm, down his fingers, around where he usually wears a signet ring, and all the way up to his shoulder and collarbone. it's still pretty rough looking compared to the rest of him, colored a dark, ugly red.
also... his ankle is probably still kind of frostbitten. it's okay.
he gives lucretia a little smile, though he just looks exhausted. ] ...Hey, Lucretia-san. Yeah. I think Hope used his heal on me. I'm doing okay.
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w3 saturday
you good to talk for a bit?
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guess who is here!!!
it's ichiro!!! he is very fussy, even if he got YEETED at some point it's fine he's back now. timelines are a joke, and he's unrolling a roll of bandages to come help fuss over injuries. poor mom. ]
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she's just letting him fuss, for now.]
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lucretia san im going to flip my shit again
[ it's sort of a desperate, last ditch attempt of i can't be alone right now and lucretia is the first person he thinks of to ask. ]
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[the response is immediate, there, and she quickly leaves to head that way.]
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Oh-- Ichiro. Do you have a minute?
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Oh, hey, Lucretia-san. What's up?
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w5 wednesday!!
...Hey, Lucretia-san. You look right at home.
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[as always, voice sounding like shit here, but her hand is occupied so no text-to-speech for her. "i'm not pushing it" said lucretia over the weekend before immediately pushing it.
she's working on something in here, though. it looks like it's a group portrait of... everyone, actually. every person here, living or dead, dorm heads included.]
It's a relief to finally have this.
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w5 thursday
she is so, so relieved to see him. that she remembers him, right now.]
Ichiro. I'm glad you made it back, I-- are you all right? Nothing major that the healing didn't see to...?
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and oh, he looks so surprised. like the shelter dog who finally got adopted. ]
...You remember me...?
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here is ichiro, pre-injuries, having the first very good day he's had this week. he's sitting on a blanket at the moment with lucretia, holding a cup of cocoa between his hands. iris just left, we'll say, so he's a little quieter than usual, but he has a smile on his face for lucretia anyway. time to chat a lil! mother and son bonding! ]
...So, did you get to talk to Sieghart-san?
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when he speaks up, she pulls her attention back to him, but she-- doesn't quite answer smoothly.]
I-- yes, I did, earlier. Not for very long, only a couple of minutes, really, but... it was good to actually see him again. He seemed like he'd been healed.
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can i come meet you somewhere private? i need to tell you something important.
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Malik received this, though.
[that's a phone pic of a note btw.]
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his guess was right, so. he comes over and gently sets the to go cup down. ] Brought you some tea, Lucretia-san. [ son is here! he looks... tired, with dark circles under his eyes, and he's still hurt, but his smile is very genuine. ] Don't paint all day and forget to eat, yeah?
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[he gets a warm smile in return, as she sets her brush down. today's painting is-- just a sky, it looks like, beautiful and blue. she's been putting the last touches on it.]
I hope you brought something for yourself too.
[because yeah, she sees how tired he looks, and those dark circles get a concerned glance.]
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eventually, though, quietly. ] ...we're a mess. [ the little group, he means. ] I'm really worried about Lux-chan.
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[she exhales a slow breath, shaking her head.]
I do wish you'd all been able to say something a little sooner-- maybe I'd be able to help more this week.
[ease that burden, a little.]
But I'll do what I can.
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he's just going to find lucretia, after he has definitely gotten in an argument with someone? or maybe several someones? who knows. and the minute he sees her he just fucking
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she wraps her arms around him, pulling him in, and exhaling a slow and shaky breath.]
...they lived. They lived, but-- I don't know if they're going to be able to take the cost. I don't know if everyone else can.
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i just wanna
i just wanted to say thank you, and that you're really important to me
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been a really long time since ive had somebody around that i felt like i could trust as much as i trust you
really means a lot.
be safe, ok? i will be too
love you, lucretia-san