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wknd 0, sat

[satisficing]

[After getting his crutch finally, he thinks he might be okay. Well, not with everything, but he might be okay for a few hours so long as he can get settled (before the Thinking starts).

What he finds out once he gets to his (their) room is he is NOT going to maybe be okay. AT ALL! The door opens, and he is suddenly 🧍‍♂️ in the doorway with the black courier bag, leaning on the crutch with his right arm.

HIS ROOMMATE IS THRONE!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, THE SCARY GIRL.]

Oh--sorry. I--? Excuse me. [WAIT. He is checking the names on the outside of the door, thinking he got the wrong room. NO, IT'S CO-ED....] Ah... They really gave us roommates...

[He...........does not go inside, though? He stands in the doorway awkwardly, holding his shit.]

Lucky number thirteen.

[naeddre]

[SHE'S NOT THAT SCARY HELP okay maybe she is a little, but.

she's sitting on the bed, looking through her new collection of things... and she looks up when he speaks. there's just the slightest bit of amusement on her face at this.]

Lucky number thirteen. [she echoes, softer.] You can come in. I'll move.

[look, normally she'd be a dick and claim the bed for herself, but he's so pathetic...]

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[Admittedly, he looks a bit sheepish, shoulders partially hiked. The only time they aren't in shrimp mode. Hesitantly, he finally shuffles inside.]

No, no. That's alright. You can stay, I'll just...

[He gets caught up in, like, looking all around himself as he moves farther into the space. Oh right!]

Right here is fine.

[The desk. He will put his stuff on the desk. WAIT. He pauses to balk.]

Where's... the other bed?

w0, tues

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[Beep beep, the roomie is coming IN.

Unfortunately, Throné has to deal with chronic illness. Yay! Their voices might be muffled, but the feelings wafting off Viktor are not. They swell with his approach. A dull ache that never goes away in the back and pelvis. The cold, numbness which grows in her right hand and right leg.

And unwell feeling in the whole body. An exhaustion that can't be erased. The fatigue of slowly dying. (Even if he isn't gonna die here. UNLESS...?)

He opens the door as if none of this bothers him and... seems like he is trying to figure out if he's sneaking in or not. He cannot sneak in anywhere when he does not control the feels.]

[naeddre]

[hello roomie

well that's the worst vibe in the world to be confronted with, thanks. no wonder he's a shrimp. throné is here, chilling on the bed - like, smushed up in the corner, with a blanket. she's very cozy, and comfortable but for her, there's just this really persistent... sadness? it's just sorrow that never goes away. it's not in your face! but it is there. lurking.

also, she's reading something, and when viktor comes in she immediately startles and hides it under the blanket. subtle. totally not doing anything sus? yeah.]

[satisficing]

[is that porn hello

The movement startles him back. They are two cats accidentally startling each other. But the sensation is that he has unnecessarily invaded Throné's space with his Bad Feels, not that he is hiding something.]

So-Sorry. I--should have knocked.

[IT'S HIS OWN ROOM TOO, BUT SHE IS A GIRL. What if she had been undressing?]

Did... I... interrupt?

w0, fri

[satisficing]

[FRANTICALLY DIALING HER IMMEDIATELY WHEN THEY ARE ABLE]

throne??

[naeddre]

vikro
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where

[satisficing]

heading toward room
where are you?

w0, SATURDAY

[naeddre]

[forces you through turbo bonding

throné is sitting in their room! she is on the bed, cross-legged, having a tiny panic attack. hooray!]

[satisficing]

[GIRL SAMEEEE

Him trudging back into the room after a while. He comes in normal, but once he realizes she is melting down on the bed, he gets way more careful and quiet in shutting the door.]

Throné...? It's me, Viktor.

w0 SUNDAY

[naeddre]

[viktor gets a text at like idk 9pm]

if temenos Asks you about the roma\nce books do not tell him even if he threaftens youu

[satisficing]

[THIS IS MAKING ME LOSE IT HELP]

I won't tell
Did he find out?

w1, TUESDAY

[naeddre]

[hey! hope you're still in love with sidon, throné has stayed very far away from the room just in case.

anyway. viktor gets an IRIS voice message of loud music playing and then throné's voice going:]

... Hello?

[and then someone else, male and vaguely familiar, going ooooooo...?

and then it ends]

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[WH

HELLO????? HE'S SO CONFUSED. After a minute, she gets a text back:]

Throné?
Are you ok?

w4, weds

[trofmocsid]

[:man_standing:

The weird, pixelated female Owner is still hanging around the auction. She may or may not have caught them trying to pummel the other Owner, but it's fine.]

[naeddre]

[by this point she's seen a couple of you so she's just like:]

... If you're Sora, stay away from me.

w6, MONDAY

[naeddre]

[BEATS YOU WITH A STICK AAAAAAAAAAAAA

no, eventually she's going to just drag him off with her. off we go somewhere else. like the rec room or something, it doesn't matter. somewhere quiet.

she keeps looking at him and eventually she just starts coughing up flowers again. all of them are various oranges, but it's mostly peach and ginger.]

[satisficing]

[NOT RAFIKI'S STICK!!!

He will go with her, and we will pretend Lucien will allow him to do this (he would). Quiet is nice. He missed the Rec Room actually??? He's already picking up a Rubik's Cube like a ne--nevermind, THE FLOWERS.....

He's coming over to her with it, looking concerned.]

Are you sure you're okay?

w6, SATURDAY

[naeddre]

[it is saturday and she is KICKING EVERYBODY OUT OF THEIR ROOM. she loves the dead very much but they are all so loud and she is overstimulated.

but! viktor is okay. in fact, when he comes into their room for whatever he's coming for, she peeks at him from her blanket nest, and holds out a hand? come hang out with her for a little bit...]

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[He comes looking for her actually, to check up on her. And also to recharge his own batteries because GOD.

He smiles when he spots her, then wanders over to take her hand and climbs up on the bed to join her.]

A little noisy today, huh?

w6, SUNDAY

[naeddre]

lostseed

Viktor? Will you come to the butterfly biome?

[satisficing]

Sure. One moment.

[Or like minutes. It takes him a bit to make his way to this familiar biome.

But he arrives!]

I'm here...?

w7, MONDAY

[naeddre]

[makes a roblox oof sound at week 7. anyway. you're wandering along when suddenly there's a rift! it eats you.

and you are just standing here, in a sewer. you are very small - maybe six years old? you can't exactly remember.

you are standing in the sewers under new delsta, the city you were born in. a man is standing in front of you - you don't know his name, or even what he's done wrong. he whimpers, and falls to his knees, staring at you. in your hands is a small knife. behind you is another man:



and he is watching you, specifically.]

... Go on. Give it a try. [the man says, in a soft, encouraging tone.]

[satisficing]

[my mind filling in the minecraft oof sound

NOT THE RIFTS!!!!!!!!!! He is so scared it's going to be the Warrior Cats one again, but thank god it isn't. He's spared. Well, until he realizes not only is he in the sewers, but he's tiny, and he has apparently maybe getting ready to stab a dude to death.

He freezes like a deer. He shakes his head hastily, yet... still grips the knife in his hands.]