pc catchall for shirasu (wagashis)

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week zero, post trial.

[foodbin]

[It's a while before she heads to the kitchen. She isn't very hungry, but she imagines most people wouldn't have an appetite at a time like this. It seems like somewhere she won't have much company.

Despite that, when she walks inside and sees Shirasu, she doesn't seem to mind too much. She raises a hand in greeting, even if her eyes just glance down at the ground, dejected.]

...Hey there.

[wagashis]

Hello.

[He already has a mug of tea in his hands, but he gives her a nod before he takes another slow, deliberate sip. It's steadying, he thinks.]

I'll make you some as well, if you'd like to stay a while-- but I won't blame you if you don't have the stomach for it.

[foodbin]

It's a nice offer.

[But the lack of agreement is probably notable.]

Does it help you?

w1, early tuesday

[wagashis]

[It's not at all unusual for him to be around at odd times-- someone might question if Shirasu ever actually sleeps or not, if they paid enough attention to his habits. It Is A Mystery.

Right now, though, he's up and about at an early hour, showing little sign of any actual tiredness, so maybe he's just an extremely early riser? He does look a little surprised to see someone else awake, though, and he pauses to give her a little nod of acknowledgement.]

Awake already? Or have you not slept, yet.

[foodbin]

Sleep is for the weak.

[She greets him with the kind of easy sarcasm she's used, but something in her tone might reinforce that it's the second option. The casualness sounds too forced, too tired.]

How about you?

[wagashis]

Sometimes weakness is not necessarily a bad thing, you know.

[If sleep is for the weak then maybe she should concede to it, because she definitely seems tired? Hm.]

I've always been an early riser myself.

week one, friday.

[foodbin]

[It's a while after the announcement that she heads to the garden. It's been hard to clear her head today - after the nightmares all week and the waking nightmare they've found themselves in, she imagines most people would be restless. All the same, the garden has always given her at least a sliver's worth of peace of mind. It feels familiar and comfortable, like home.

That being said, when she sees someone else there, she can't say she minds too much.]

I didn't take you for a florist.

[wagashis]

It's a calming place, I think-- whether one knows much about flowers or not.

[He's already seated on the grass, and gestures for her to come join him-- there's plenty of room nearby.]

Were you ever able to get more rest?

[foodbin]

Yeah. The smell is nice.

[She gives a small shrug.]

A little bit. Enough to manage tomorrow, for sure. [...] How are you handling it this time?

w2, post-trial

[wagashis]

[Shirasu hangs out in the gardens after the trial, heading to the pond to find somewhere calming before he returns to his partner... but when he finds he's not alone, he doesn't seem opposed to company, either. He just gestures to her to go ahead and take a seat as well.]

You may join me, if you like. I'm sure you're a bit tired as well, after all of that.

[foodbin]

[She does take a seat, but:]

Probably not as tired as you. My partner didn’t really come under fire.

[wagashis]

I'm very relieved it's all over, yes-- and that she wasn't the corrupted one in the end.

[A shake of his head, there, as he leans back and props himself on his hands.]

I don't truly know what I would have done, if that were the case.

w3, post cyoa

[wagashis]

[the baseball war is over and they are back in one piece! good work team.

he gives her a little time to catch up with others first, but after a while shirasu will seek her out wherever she is to check on her.]

Ah, there you are. Still doing all right, after everything?

[foodbin]

[She's near the houses when he sees her, and she nods, even though the first words out of her mouth are:]

That sucked.

[There's a small shrug after that, though.]

I just hope everything we got will be worth it.

[wagashis]

Did it? I thought it was sort of entertaining...

[the snowboard ramp was fun, spiderninja was fun? shirasu enjoyed himself, anyway.]

But I think it will be. I trust most of us will put them to good use.

[with... one clear exception.]

w3, post-deaths

[wagashis]

[what's up, emma. shirasu will come find her wherever she happens to be, just finding a spot to settle comfortably as he gives her a little nod in greeting.]

Well. What do you make of it, this time...? Perhaps we should be relieved about one.

[foodbin]

Relieved about him, sure, but...

[She falls silent, frowning.]

We might have an uneven amount of partnerless people this time. And... I'm going to go ahead and guess that the swords North had are a one use kind of thing.

week four, tuesday.

[foodbin]

[Before they’re put to task with the keys, Emma is heading into the house Shirasu is being kept in, looking... very unhappy, to say the least.]

Hey. You got a minute?

[It does not sound very much like she cares whether he has a minute.]

[wagashis]

I believe I have nothing but time, for the moment.

[You know. Killing time until he gets killed one way or another. He just raises a brow-]

What is it?

break week, friday

[wagashis]

[When Emma shows up this time, she's immediately greeted by a friendly tuxedo cat who's eager for attention; a second white cat darts beneath the bed, and a pygmy owl peers down at her from its perch.

Shirasu, meanwhile, looks a bit surprised to see her.]

You're back.

[foodbin]

[She leans down to pet the cat that approaches her with a small smile before she looks back at him.]

Didn’t take you for the pet kind of person. What are their names?

[She doesn’t give a response to his words just yet.]

week five, tuesday.

[foodbin]

[Guess who’s back, back again!! And not looking too happy about it.]

Hey. You.

[stellar greeting]

[wagashis]

What is it this time?

[Also stellar! They're getting along great.]

week seven, tuesday.

[foodbin]

['Sup, Shirasu. Whenever she sees him in the gateway, she raises a hand in greeting.]

...It's been a while.

[wagashis]

...it has.

[he's watching her a little warily, a little uncertain. they pretty much talked on a "hey i need something" basis last time; he sort of assumes that hasn't changed.]

If you had questions, I'm afraid there's not much I can say.