the aki donut catchall

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wknd 0, friday

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[i hate you

Anyhow, he sort of just reluctantly regards Dahut for a long moment or two. He's having a hard time juggling two things, though, and he is hating the fact he is... without a glove. Put gloves on these fucking suits!! (imagine someone asks and they have gloves)

Carefully, he glances around them to make sure it's just one donut and one shrimp, and then he begrudgingly pulls the right hand out to show it. The entire hand to the wrist is completely purple.]

It's fine. I just didn't want to...

[Scare people.]

HEHEHEHEHEHE

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[This man has such a fucked up lil wrist. What the fuck. Dahut's just looking at it with his serious lil expression of concern...]

Mm, I see, I see. It doesn't cause you any pain, then?

[He is looking at this wrist like he very much wants to ask to examine it more closely, but unlike Scien, he isn't a maniac who crosses everyone's boundaries and refuses to acknowledge when they're obviously uncomfortable and/or unhappy.]

w0 thurs

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[i run at you because i'm afraid you're about to die

ANYWAY. Dahut just appears in the void wherever Viktor is this fine day, holding a plate of very bready goods in one hand and a pitcher of water in the other.]

Good mooorning, monsieur! [WHY IS HE SO DAMN CHEERY.] It's the anti-hangover brigade! I'm here to rescue you if you have a headache or nausea!

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[WTF WHY DO PEOPLE THINK I'M TUTORIAL JUST BECAUSE VIKTOR STOLE YOUR TB

He is probably.... in the lounge. Because he isn't as worse as SOME, but he still has a bit of a headache and in general feels yucky. Story... of his life. When does he NOT feel yucky.

He lifts his head blearily off the table. Dahut is a witch.....]

Hello... [Croaking.] How are you functioning?

w1 sat

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[WELL.

Later in the evening, Dahut will approach wherever sweet Viktor is... He has another plate in his hands! And he bounces to the balls of his feet briefly after he comes to a stop in front of their newest dead.]

I made something better...! Is your stomach feeling okay? Do you think you can eat? Oh - I have water, too!

[HE'S STILL FUSSING.]

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[NOT YOU RUNNING FASTLY IN HERE WHY IS THIS JUST REVERSE HOMO AAAAAA WHY IS OUR 52 COMMENTS ABOUT TO BE 400 OR SOMETHING

HE IS.... lying in his (bottom) pod of the little pod area. He watches Dahut appear with a fucking PLATE NOT THE PLATE. After a moment, he kind of sits up on his elbow, wincing gently.]

Something better...?

w2 weds

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[AT SOME POINT after the fuckin potluck from hell they all had, Dahut is just hopping after Viktor... He reaches out to give his lil sleeve a gentle tug!]

Do you have a moment, monsieur? I was wondering... Have you talked to Callisto yet? Second Callisto.

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[This is so ominous. ANNOYING BEING SOFT FOR DAHUT. He stops at the tug to turn back.]

The impersonating Callisto? No, I haven't yet... I know Lucien said he spoke to them. That's how he found out there were laser cannons on the ship.

w2 sat

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[WELL. STATISTICALLY SPEAKING THIS SHOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED BUT WE'RE JUST DESTROYING STATISTICS LEFT AND RIGHT IN THIS GAME AREN'T WE!!!!!

Dahut's taken it upon himself once again to track down everyone an hour or two after trial ends, just to make sure no one's wallowing in misery too badly or being stupid scientists and forgetting to eat. Wherever Viktor is, he approaches WITH A PLATE. It has a warm handpie on it! He's also carrying a glass of water.]

Dinner service, dinner service. Time to take a break and eat and regain your human shape!

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[HE IS IN ONE OF THE LABS!!! Of course he is. He's a nerd and not only has he been rejuvenated from the wild ass tie, but he's also plagued by the insanity of extra energy he needs to get out.

The one difference is he is working on SOMETHING! It looks like the pelvis and legs of something. They're upright on the floor--the measurements of this thing based solely off the legs and waist must mean it's going to be about nine feet tall. Viktor is somewhat dwarfed by what he's working on.

Dahut gets him to look up, though!]

Do you even eat as much as you make sure the rest of us do?

w3 mon

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[HEWWO MEMSHARE HELL.........

Well! They have a nice, fresh, exciting lab to explore this week! And should Viktor go spelunking around in there today, he might hear something from one of the closed cabinets close to the floor? Hm... It's the sound of something gently rattling, maybe a bit like metal on glass. Maybe he'll even catch sight of the door moving a bit? He should... investigate.

Here is my memshare menu!! i've marked by spoiler severity so u can proceed at ur own risk... THROWS MY PAWS OUT FOR VIKTOR MEMS]

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[lets you match me once i dump mine on top of your head

WHAT THE FCK IS IN HERE, ONE OF THE RATS? The noise startles him a little at first, but then when he realizes nothing is aki naruto running him down, he will approach the cabinet.......

HELLO????]

W3, Thurs

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[Me like DID HE FUCKING # WASH YET BUT THEN REMEMBERING WE DON'T HAVE FUCKING LAUNDRY????? AND ONLY STUPID CHEMICAL SHOWERSSSS

Anyhow, he is hobbling around looking for Dahut. WHERE!! IS HE STILL INSANE ABOUT THE POLICE?]

Dahut?

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[WE DO HAVE LAUNDRY HELLO WE ALSO HAVE NORMAL SHOWERS. DAHUT CLEANED THEM AND LUKE FIXED THE LAUNDROMAT.

That said, he is still in his bloody shirt. He's sitting at the edge of his pod, typing away on the I.R.I.S. But when sweet Viktor hobbles over, he'll raise a hand! Hewwo. He looks normal again. At the very least, he's not screaming about the police or his mom.]

Hello, Monsieur Viktor! Would you like to sit?

w4 mon

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[wow anna really said i WILL abandon memshare thread before getting a mem

ANYWAY ON THIS THE WEEK OF AFFECTION WEEK Dahut is nyooming over out of nowhere and just sort of latching onto Viktor's arm. This is not really any different from what's typical for him. Affection week is barely going to affect him. HE STARTS TUGGING VIKTOR IN A DIRECTION DETERMINEDLY.]

Monsieur Viktor, I need your blood!

[Thanks sir.]

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[HELP ME WHAT IS THIS REQUEST AFTER ACCOSTING HIMMMMMM

He looks surprised, but has no time to even reject, or keep himself from being lead away. HELLO? He does not mind the clinging, but he never really minded it to begin with necessarily.]

--My blood?

w3 sun

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[OUR OUT OF ORDER PCS.

I FORGOT IT'S SUNDAY AND NOT SATURDAY. This is okay, Dahut can still be bringing Viktor food because he probably thinks Viktor eats like three times a week if he remembers.

APPEARING WITH A PLATE. The haunting plate...]

Are you all free for the night, monsieur? Would you like something to snack on?

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[THIS IS KILLING ME

He is probably in the lab, of course he is always in the fucking lab!!!!!!! And yea, he has Scien energy about eating, thank you, blessed Dahut. He glances up.]

Ah... Sure, yes.

w4 thurs

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[YOU ARE TRULY OUT HERE WITH AN OT3 IN THIS ECONOMY HUH.

Well anyway, Dahut's waiting to greet Viktor whenever he shlups his way out of the garbage pile, but after the initial greeting, he's giving these fresh doubledeadzos a little time to rest and recover. He's still going to track Viktor down eventually, though! He has a blanket draped over one arm and he's holding a steaming mug of something. Probably not poison.]

Are you okay with company, monsieur?

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[NO??? SHUT UPPPP

Probably not poison?!?!? Well, it's fine, he accepts. He already has pie...? He looks way better than he had before, too.]

Yes... I don't mind. Thank you.

w4 sun

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[RUNS IN HERE LIKE A RAT RUBBING MY LITTLE PAWS TOGETHER in the same way that Dahut is nyooming to give Viktor a hug after the hullabaloo of execution today.]

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[THIS IS SO FUCKING CONCERNING AND DAHUT IS JUST GIVING HIM A HUG

OOF. It was very much a wild fucking time from start to finish. Even when he isn't personable with some of the people involved doesn't mean he doesn't have empathy. And the execution? THAT'S NEVER HAPPENED.]

Oh--hello, Dahut.

[GIVING HIM A HUG IN RETURN. WHY IS OUR CR LIKE THIS?]

w5 sat

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[Walks up behind Viktor and headbutts him gently in his middle back.]

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[WAHHHHH HIS BACK HE DIES IMMEDIATELY (no)

He lifts an arm and twists a bit around to look.]

Dahut?

w6 sat

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[He gave Viktor his soft greeting in public so when they're in private he just runs up behind him and headbutts him in the center of the back again.]

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[WHY IS HE THIS WAAAAAAAAAYYYY.

WELL, HE HAS A BUNCH OF SCREWS IN HIS SPINE, AND ONE OF THEM IS CHIPPED. So he kind of hisses in pain and freezes in a startled arch, but turns around to look back. NOT DAHUT KNOCKING HIS HEAD ON THESE SCREWS.]

Dahut, be careful, your head.

w7 mon

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[I HEAR VIKTOR IS SWINGING BY AFTER SCIEN'S OPERATION which means he'll probably bump into Dahut, who's just sort of hovering around and waiting for Scien to recover enough to cut him open, too. Why the fkc are Relivers like this.

Whenever Viktor appears in the area, Dahut wordlessly places a raspberry scone in his hand.]

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[THIS IS SO FUNNY AND OMINOUS.

He has a handful of two coffees and some small snacks for the both of them. He opens his mouth, but then shuts it in pause when Dahut simply bestows upon him a scone.]

...Thank you? I brought, um, coffee.

w7 sat

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[FROM BEHIND HIM... the tiniest little headbutt in the world, carefully avoiding his spine.]

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[YOU JUST WEASELING IN HERE HELP ME

This nice headbutt. He twists around, already guessing who it might be. HE IS SO FUCKING EXHAUSTED, and he's water-logged, but it's fine. THUMBSUP.]

Dahut, are you alright?