[not again] catchall for stephanie

[fishingforcompliments]

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w1, saturday

[fishingforcompliments]

[they're in their cabin (unless stephanie is avoiding it, in which case they're somewhere else). it's after beau's wounds have been seen to - flayn's sitting down, and she looks tired, but what else is new?

this place is tiring.

anyway.]

...are you holding up alright, Stephanie?

[vigilantics]

[ they can have little a cabin, as a treat. ]

I think I should be saying that to you.

[ flayn certain had some sort of relationship with ogata. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

I must admit, that was... not easy to watch.

[but, like, no execution would be easy to watch.]

[vigilantics]

No, it wasn't.

[ she is going to go and climb up her bunk. ]

Especially since we don't know what to expect...

[fishingforcompliments]

[just. buries her face in her pillow, honestly.]

I still do not understand. All this killing... it is senseless.

[vigilantics]

It's senseless, and it needs to end.

[ ... ]

Although that probably won't happen any time soon.

[fishingforcompliments]

...I fear you are right.

[this is probably not something Stephanie wants to be right about]

Most of us came from places that had us for more than a month. If that pattern holds true, then we shall be here for several more weeks.

w2, friday

[fishingforcompliments]

[where's steph? i don't know. but flayn's looking for her so here we are!!]

Stephanie..?

[vigilantics]

[ she's literally just hiding behind some cabins. vibing.

but she turns to look at flayn when she approaches. ]

Hi.

[fishingforcompliments]

[i really don't know why i read "cabins" as "crates". fml.]

Hello...

[unfortunately, flayn isn't able to help herself - she reaches over and pats stephanie on the head.]

...ah, I am sorry - that is because of where I spent the night, I think.

[vigilantics]

[ britt......

she blinks in surprise. ]

... where did you stay?

[fishingforcompliments]

...

The petting zoo.

[everyone is getting pet now]

[vigilantics]

... well, at least it's appropriate.

[ if anyone should be pet right now, steph is a good choice ]

w3, monday

[fishingforcompliments]

[good morning, stephanie!




is what flayn would say, if memshares didn't happen right when they made eye contact. instead, as she opens her mouth to speak, stephanie will be pulled into a memory from flayn's point of view.

(it's the pre-timeskip design though post-timeskip was just the only video i could find with decent audio quality.)]

[vigilantics]

[ this is so fucking funny

stephanie doesn't even know how to respond to this. ]

Oh my god.

[fishingforcompliments]

[well


now steph knows who flayn wants to invent condoms for.]

I. Um.

[hm. she doesn't really know what to say, either, because thinking back on it - that was, perhaps, a bit much.]

[vigilantics]

That was. Something.

[ she



she's really trying to figure out what to say here. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

...you must understand, he really does have quite the reputation...

[vigilantics]

Ah... yeah.

Definitely a playboy.

w5, monday

[fishingforcompliments]

[when steph comes back to ant cabin at some point on monday, flayn is already there!

she's got an open bag of balloons on her lap. she's holding one up gingerly between two fingers and studying it with puzzlement. when steph enters, she looks over -]

...oh! Stephanie, if you do not mind, could I ask you a question?

[vigilantics]

[ why does she have balloons. is flayn throwing a party. ]

Sure, what's up?

[fishingforcompliments]

[she looks her dead in the eye and asks with complete and total sincerity:]

Is a balloon a type of condom?

[vigilantics]

No. I swear to god do not put a penis into a balloon.

[fishingforcompliments]

Then, what is it for? It looked to be about the right shape, from what I heard on the bus.

[vigilantics]

Hand me one, please.

[ she holds her hand out. ]