dimitri catchall

[wisterin]

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week(end) 0, saturday

[wisterin]

[ shinobu is faceplanted on the floor.

she isn't moving. she isn't getting up. happy saturday. ]

[overruns]

[ SHINOBU IS DEAD D2 ]

Shinobu!?

[ he's going over to help peel her off the ground, hello? ]

w0 ; first sunday

[overruns]

[ he is just leaving his room with a change of clothes. trying to keep the defeat from his voice, ]

...Hello, Shinobu.

[wisterin]

[ hello... shinobu is out here in a kimono, no butterfly anything to be seen. ]

Dimitri? Why do you sound like you lost a battle?

week 0, monday

[wisterin]

[ hilariously, the revolving doors do sort of spin endlessly for shinobu still. she's in a cycle of trying to set things on fire at camp, vibing in the butterfly garden to chill out, only for the butterflies to influence her to try and destroy the camp again.

rinse, repeat.

dimitri can maybe catch her while she's sweeping her way back towards camp, a very dangerous expression on her face as ever. very hooligan. ]

Good day, Dimitri. I am not insane if I do not expect different results. Goodbye, Dimitri.

[ (fanime voice) goodbye forever ]

[overruns]

[ it's okay, he also almost permanently has HOOLIGAN on his forehead. even if his bangs cover some of it and it's just HOOLI. ]

Wait—!

[ goodbye forever... except that he follows after her immediately. ]

w0 ; friday

[overruns]

[ he's out by the burnt out, hollowed cabin in the fog of the camp. it's quiet out here, even less occupied than everywhere else. there's HOOLIGAN written on his face, as expected, but his expression isn't angry this time—he just looks out over the wreckage, barely taking it in. ]

[wisterin]

[ the cabin they destroyed together, the cabin he destroyed with his yaoi hands.

shinobu doesn't hesitate to seek him out. she barely glances at the wreckage and focuses on him, walking to his side. ]

Dimitri. [ she won't say it'll be all right because it isn't all right now. ] Did it help at all?

w1 ; tues

[overruns]

[ well, there are clowns. they're angry. it's also raining.

so that's good. ]

I think we've been spotted.

[ here come the clowns... ]

[wisterin]

[ she thinks about it for a second. ]

Do you think they're human?

[ what does she think a clown is, ]

w1, saturday

[wisterin]

[ shinobu hasn't been close to coughing all week, but now is she dropping petals behind her as she walks.

whenever she sees dimitri, she comes close to hacking up a whole lung full of flowers. ugh. ]

[overruns]

[ SHINOBU NO

he's just outside his room today, shooting her a concerned look. ]

Are you all right...? [ what color are they, help ]

w2 ; sunday

[overruns]

[ he's over in the courtyard, taking a break from training to look over the flowers. ]

...This feels like what we're more accustomed to.

[ failing... ]

[wisterin]

[ all shinobu does is drink tea and commune among the wisteria in the countyard.

she wars between giving him a look and smiling like she usually does. ]

I hate that it is what we're used to. I wanted some novelty.

w3, monday

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[ i spent a long time wondering if there was anything dimitri doesn't know or hasn't seen already? he was there for most of it, gamewise.

anyway, wherever they may, she makes her way over to him. she's about to bully him and tell him he should go spend time in the spa, but stardust falls.

welcome to her canon point. ]

[overruns]

[ he's seen basically every stage of her death now: the setting of the stage where she developed her poisons, her actual death, and now, after it.

though his reaction to this particular part is much simpler than the other two parts: revulsion. he scowls. ]

What a disgusting creature. [ he wants to punt him to hell himself. ]

w3, sunday

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[ these last few days haven't been the greatest, have they? executions are always bad. trials are no better. three deaths and only one solved during trial itself... well, it's still a better track record than camp. ]

Will you join me for some tea, Dimitri?

[ i have to rewrite part of this light novel chapter from shinobu's pov so have a gentle transition in. ]

[overruns]

[ sadly, it does feel like flew shot closer to the truth than they ever did at camp. not that he feels any better about it, but back then he would pace with anger after trials and executions.

now, he joins her in the courtyard for some tea. ]

Of course.

[ there's the threat of memories, but she's already seen the worst of it, anyway. ]

...I've no eye for such things, but the wisteria are beautiful.

w4 ; mon

[overruns]

[ hi it's the pc cafe. he makes a sour expression when he sees it all. ]

Ugh. This place does not inspire the best memories...

[ their GAMER DEN TRAUMA ]

[wisterin]

[ you: i will sneak in affection somewhere somehow
me:

shinobu grabs his hand right away. ]

I don't mind being a hooligan again.

w4; thursday

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[ she is in her room, on her bed resting like a good girl. her door is open for anyone to come visit this fine cyoa day.

he would have been welcome to her room any time before this, but maybe this is the first time he's been here. i don't know his life.

well, i guess he did escort her to her room. ]

[overruns]

[ he only goes into a woman's room if they're coming back from cyoa and stuck with bedrest. manners.

anyway he'll sit at her bedside. ]

...Will you tell me what happened?

w4; friday

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[ she's running, looking for him, wherever he is. her hand reaches out to him the moment she sees him. ]

Dimitri.

[overruns]

[ he's just leaving the cemetery, but he's here. he immediately takes her hand, giving it a squeeze. ]

You're safe. [ it's a terrible day still, but at least he can confirm that. ]

week 4, saturday

[wisterin]

[ she just reaches for him the moment she sees him. she's too emotional for trials like this. ]

[overruns]

[ yeah, they're holding hands now. it's hard to know what to say, so he's just quiet for a while.

eventually, ]

I hate this place.

w5 ; fri

[overruns]

[ he's in the chapel, praying quietly under his breath. he stops when she steps in though, going very still before he nods in greeting. ]

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[ unfortunately, she won't leave him alone. she can't. she comes up to his side, silent for a beat. ]

I can wait until you're done.

w5; saturday

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[ she really isn't going to hide her anguish.

she told her she didn't believe it was him, but she didn't argue with harrowhark or lup for a reason. her heart was torn. she wouldn't want him to suffer the anguish of living without being found guilty, but she wants so much for him to live.

she truly is weaker than she thinks sometimes, but.... there is a clarity to her voice when she speaks. ]

... I'm sorry for not being strong enough to point the finger at you.

[overruns]

...It is all right.

[ he's obviously not going to blame her, even if they both know that the other would want to be caught. he was fully in denial that she had anything to do with sylvain's murder, enough that he wouldn't dig any further into his own friend's death. ]

I would only have lashed out at you if you did.

week 7, saturday

[wisterin]

[ dimitri was immediately chased by dogs upon check out. yjh admitted to releasing them.

she looks for him soon rather than later. it's only been two weeks, but she missed him too much for it only being two weeks. maybe that's sign enough.

the dogs are still with him, you said. ]

Are you enjoying Yoo Joonghyuk's curse, Dimitri?

[overruns]

[ he's just under a pile of dogs right now, it's fine. he seems fairly content with it now that he knows they aren't going to bite him to death.

he looks up at her and looks more plainly happy, though. ]

Yes, but let's not tell him or he will get a big head.

[ he gently scoots one of the dogs over so she can sit or sprawl out with him. ]