MUZET

[applechemist]

i'll put something here later

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Week 0: Thursday

[applechemist]

[ Wherever Muzet is at, Escha is approaching...! She's holding a small plate. An offering of cinnamon apple crepes, apparently. ]

Miss Muzet! How are you today?

[ Probably best to start with niceties. ]

[schismanic]

[ lounging, probably, with her wings waving lazily behind her as she sprawls out on her front. she'll roll when approached, though, glancing up almost like she's surprised someone's looking for her.

... crepes... ]

Me? I suppose I'm doing as well as anyone could in this place.

[ considering their. symptoms that have yet to alleviate. ]

[applechemist]

[ Fair. And Escha eating sweets probably... Doesn't help, when the nausea is hitting her hard. EVEN SO, she offers the plate out for Muzet. ]

That's fair...

Um, actually, I wanted to ask you a favor.

[schismanic]

Oh? And you're trying to butter me up for it? Must be some favor.

[ she says, but it's? teasing? probably? she does accept the plate delicately though, swinging herself fully upright to speak to escha properly. ]

Well, what is it?

[applechemist]

[ Escha just laughs. She's... Not wrong that it was to butter her up! ]

I was wondering if I could have the paper you got during the scavenger hunt. I'm trying to gather as many of them as I can.

Or - if you don't want to let go of it, maybe I could try to make a copy.

[schismanic]

Hm? I suppose. Just on one of the scraps of note paper we have here and there, you mean?

[ she settles down on her elbows after making sure the plate is nice and secure! work before pleasure, after all, or... something like that? ]

What have you got so far, anyhow?

[applechemist]

The one with the writing on it. I don't know if it was wrapped around the perfume you got like ours was, but...

[ You know the one. ]

... With yours I'll have two, counting the one my group got. [ So, things are going great. ]

[schismanic]

I meant however you planned on making a copy of it, silly. It did look like it got torn away from something bigger, but I'm afraid I haven't been able to make heads or tails of it otherwise.

[ but! come on escha, and follow her to her room. ]

Did you plan on talking to the others here too, or?

[ dick, maou, and taako at least were pretty dang audible. ]

[applechemist]

Oh - I see. Right! I have some paper, here...! I haven't been able to read it either, but... Maybe we'll figure something out later.

[ Escha follows along! ]

Yeah, I'll try to check in with everyone else soon. It might make sense when they're all put together?

[ Or maybe not but that's. Fine. ]

[schismanic]

Like the parts we got were illegible only for being... well, parts of the original passage?

[ so what, is it some sort of diagram or map, or is the translation guide on one of the other strips...

muzet's room is very slightly lived in, but not all that much. she'll wave escha over to one of the couches- "take a seat, make yourself comfortable"- before disappearing into the doorless further depths of it only to reappear not too long later with a strip of paper.

it sure is unreadable. ]

Well, there we have it. One useless scrap of paper, the result of more fuss than it might've possibly been worth.

augh i need to make icons of her more sober expressions anyway W2 post inves

[schismanic]

[ some time a little after the whole. everything wraps up, muzet swings by the door to the room escha's staying in. ]

... Escha, sweetie. Are you there?

[applechemist]

[ There's a slight delay before Escha comes to the door. She's clearly been crying since she got back to her room, and seems out of breath from it.

She wipes at her eyes one last time. ]

I-I'm here. Yes.

[schismanic]

... might I come in?

[ uncharacteristically, muzet seems rather subdued. almost anxious?

perhaps it's just concern. ]

[applechemist]

[ Escha hesitates, also apparently a little anxious to let someone inside. But after a moment she steps aside to let Muzet in.

And. Gestures to a potted plant. ]

J... Just be careful not to touch that...

[schismanic]

[ she drifts on in, taking just enough of a glance around to make note of where things are. ]

...I didn't know someone here was good with plants.

[applechemist]

[ Other things of note is a huge wall covered in post it notes and scraps of paper. Apparently Dick, Junpei, and Escha keep a running conspiracy board in their room. Don't worry about it.

She's not in a great mood for talking about plants, but is desperately trying to be polite, so... ]

I work with herbs a lot... For alchemy.

[schismanic]

I see.

[ That... sure is a conspiracy board. She supposes it makes sense for the other people in the room, but can't help but wonder what sort of conclusions that they may or may not have come to that they haven't shared with the group. She lingers on it for a while, really, lacing and unlacing her fingers in time with her- breaths? until she speaks again. ]

Forgive me. I didn't come here to waste your time by talking about nothing.

Escha, have you been ... perhaps, not well, all things considered. But... Not different from normal, after everything was found tonight?

[applechemist]

I don't know what you mean.

[ She's trying to even out her breathing, trying to be able to make herself useful and answer questions - but her breaths are coming out short and shaky. She's still trembling. ]

I've been - a little bit out of it all week. But it hasn't gotten any worse, today. I-I think.

[schismanic]

I wonder.

[ she glances around again, then takes a long, shuddering breath before looking faintly sad at the reaction. Is she really that bad...? ]

I'm sorry. I don't mean to upset you, especially after what's happened. Escha... take a deep breath for me, will you?

backdated to post trial w2 up in the. janthouse, i guess

[schismanic]

Escha...

[ you have a visitor. she's perched primly atop the least offensive thing possible, legs crossed over each other- though the restlessness that's plagued her since the night of investigation is still present, leaving them and her wings to move around aimlessly. ]

Tell me honestly. Or don't, if you don't want to.

Your feelings about all this ... they aren't partly because Logy will be on the other side waiting, are they?

[applechemist]

[ Escha doesn't see anything strange or questionable about the answer to that question. It just surprises her to be called out on it.

She looks away. ]

... Maybe a little bit.

[schismanic]

[ Muzet is perhaps surprisingly insightful at the worst of times. She may not know humans as well as her sister does,

but their hearts, well. Those aren't so hard to understand. And tact only comes of knowing human norms- social ones. ]

Is it really so difficult, the thought of being without him?

[applechemist]

Not exactly...

[ She's quiet for a moment, trying to figure out a good way to articulate it. But there isn't really a good way to articulate it, is the problem. ]

We've been apart before.

[schismanic]

But it's easier to be together, isn't it?

[applechemist]

Yes, of course it is.