pc catchall for four (forefall)

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week one, monday.

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[continued from here!

After a few more seconds of running, she shouts out:]

Now!

[And as they (presumably) jump out of the way, a very small patch of ice appears on the ground behind them, right in the path of the moose. Emma isn't waiting to see if it trips or slows it down at all, though, as she runs in this new direction.]

Did it work?!

[forefall]

[ Without hesitation, Four veers sharply to the left.

She, still having fear, looks over her shoulder just in time to see the moose skid in it and crash into the nearest tree, dazed. ]

Yes! I think it'll be confused for a little while, so we might be able to lose it! Thank you!

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Then let's hurry!

[And for her part, she's still not going to slow down until they exit the air area. When they do, though:]

...Can I count on you not to tell anyone about that?

week two, monday.

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[She’s been exploring this area as she’s able. It’s slow going, as she avoids every trap she comes upon, but it’s better to be slow than injured. Once she sees Four, though, some of those thoughts pass. She raises a hand in greeting, calling out loudly enough to be heard.]

Hey, Four. You got a second?

[forefall]

[ Four stops after she avoids being hit in the head by a bundle of ropes. ]

Yes. Wait a moment.

[ She carefully makes her way over to Emma. ]

What do you need?

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Maybe we should just... stay still while we talk.

[trust no gateway!!]

You’re one of the people who found the first aid kit, right? I had a few questions about it.

week two, wednesday.

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[Even though she's staying close to her house (both because of her injuries and because of the strange nudging that prompts her to stay close to Naminé), it's stifling to stay there for too long. On Wednesday, she makes an outing to the flower gardens, and notices Four on the way. Raising a hand (haha):]

Hey. Four.

[forefall]

[ Four is limping along because her leg got sliced pretty deeply, but she, too, has to come out of her house sometime (to get food). She jumps when she hears her name, not expecting anyone to call after her. ]

... Hello, Emma. Are you doing... [ all right is not. The best term for this. ] Are you hanging in there?

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I'll be fine.

[That's not why she came to find her, at least, and she continues on after a moment.]

I have to tell you something. And, um, I owe you an apology.

week two, saturday

[forefall]

[ What a trial!!

Four hated it, thanks. She's shambling back to her house, slowly but surely, but when sees Emma, she'll stop. ]

What are your thoughts?

[ Four had incriminating evidence of some kind, the horse is a killer, Emma outed herself as being attracted to someone who enjoys a Hot Topic aesthetic, etc. ]

[foodbin]

[Well. In summation:]

That sucked, but at least we miraculously didn't fuck it up.

[forefall]

It really was a miracle.

[ ... ]

Even if... we're possibly executing a horse.

week three, post cyoa

[forefall]

[ Blood from the knee down is concerning?

Four seeks Emma out not too long after they all return from the adventure. ]

Emma, are you all right? What happened?

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[She nods as she sees Four approaching, giving a small sigh.]

Yeah, I'm good. It's not mine, promise. As for what happened... It's a long story. You want to find a place to sit while I explain?

[forefall]

[ She frowns. If it's not Emma's blood, that's good, but... it had to come from somewhere still. ]

Let's go the the flower garden.

[ There's a bench and nice scenery to look at when the confusion gets to be too much. ]

... You seem very tired. [ Or exasperated? ]

week three, saturday.

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[When Emma comes across Four's place in the flower garden a while after the trial has ended, she approaches with a small frown on her face. Carefully:]

Four...?

[forefall]

[ Shirasu doesn't get knocked until really really late at night, so Four jumps a little even with how careful Emma is. She puts her hand to her chest, trying to calm herself. ]

E-Emma. Hello.

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...Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I think you've had enough of that today, huh?

week four, sunday.

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[Wherever Four might be during the afternoon, Emma is approaching her with a smile and a hand raised in greeting.]

Hey. You got a second?

[forefall]

[ Four is a little dazed or confused as she walks around this afternoon. She lifts a hand in greeting in return. ]

Yes. What can I help you with?

[foodbin]

I heard your partner luck turned around.

week four

[forefall]

[ what even day was that, but post this

Somehow, they managed to get away from a man-eating spider by hook, crook, or miracle. Maybe Four gave in and punched it hard enough like the video game character she is and stunned it long enough for it slip even more terribly over the ice Emma conjured.

Once they're free of the Forbidden Forest, there's no hiding Four's relief. ]

I never want to see another spider again.

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[Emma runs her hands down her face, sighing.]

Next week... Please don't anger any mythical beasts.

week five, saturday.

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[Hm! This is sure awkward. Anyways, Emma is walking into the place Four's being held with a pause before she speaks.]

...Four.

[forefall]

[ Four only glares at Emma. It doesn't look like there's going to be a lot of lenience or understanding going on here. ]

So much for Lea being safe to tell, huh?

[ She's sooooo bitter. So. Bitter. ]