[not again] catchall for escha

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w0, saturday

[fishingforcompliments]

[Flayn's out for a walk - and that means, eventually, she'll come across Escha when she's on her search for wildflowers. She pauses, then nods to her in greeting. She doesn't quite manage a smile; they've caught the person technically responsible for Tsurumaru's death, but...

Well. The thought of tomorrow most likely leaves them all uneasy.]

Escha...

[That, uh, that was definitely a trial. Hello.]

[applechemist]

[ Escha does manage a small smile herself, but it's weak. She gives a nod to the space beside her, in case Flayn would like to sit - just so she knows she isn't intruding. ]

... Hey, Flayn.

How are you feeling?

[ What with the bleeding and all. ]

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Spent... as I am sure we all are.

[She'll gladly take a seat next to her, moving carefully to avoid aggravating her wound.]

...are you alright? What happened today was...

[Hard.]

[applechemist]

[ Escha's tail sticks up. ]

I'm more worried about you than me, right now. I still don't even understand what happened...

[fishingforcompliments]

I do not understand it, either - but it is nothing I cannot handle.

[like. side injuries suck! they do! luckily, she's been in battle enough times that she can tune out the pain except for when she moves too suddenly.]

[applechemist]

[ Escha is very curious also about the blood color, but is refraining from asking about it to be polite. ]

Well - if you ever need help, let me know. I don't want you to strain yourself when you're hurt.

[fishingforcompliments]

[escha is a blessing]

That is very kind of you to offer. Thank you.

w0, saturday

[applechemist]

[ Hey, Flayn. Sometime in the evening, when Flayn is sitting out by the bonfire, Escha comes and takes a seat nearby.

But a notably farther space away from her than Escha usually does. I guess she is very into respecting other people's personal bubbles right now. She offers up a very weak smile. ]

We got it wrong.

[fishingforcompliments]

[Flayn looks up, a little surprised - not by the fact that Escha has sat down, but more by the fact that she's sitting so far away.

She pauses, a moment, and then scoots over to be a little closer to the usual distance.]

We did.

[applechemist]

[ Escha gives her a small smile. That's comforting. ]

I wish that in the end we could get all the answers. See where we messed up. Like... Corrections on a report, you know?

[fishingforcompliments]

It would be nice if we could.

[But somehow, Flayn doesn't think that's going to happen. Round 2 of Murder is hardmode, apparently.]

...who do you think did it?

[Flayn knows Escha was a suspect - but, really, she just can't see it. Maybe personality isn't something to go by, but if there is no possession, compulsion, or coercion here, what other choice does she have but to make decisions based on her instincts?]

[applechemist]

... I don't know.

Asch said that Yu described Guy as "a murderer who killed two people." That... Makes him very suspicious, but there wasn't any real evidence that led to him. But no one the evidence led to seemed suspicious to me at all, so...

[ So even that is hard to draw much from. ]

Do you have any guesses?

[fishingforcompliments]

From the evidence, I... I would have believed that it was Ogata. But...

[As they all know now, that wasn't it.]

I heard something similar about Guy. But... having shared a cabin with him for these past few weeks, I cannot say that he strikes me as a murderer. [...] Perhaps he would not have been except for what happened in the temple.

w3, saturday

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[flayn's running around to check on people! she's returned majima's jacket from the trial, but she's still wearing the scarf she showed up with. it's fine. anyway, when she comes across escha somewhere indoors (and hopefully warm), she calls out to her.]

Escha?

[applechemist]

[ She's indoors just to stay warm, and seems to just be... Sitting here! Great. ]

Oh - Flayn.

Good work, today.

[fishingforcompliments]

[did they? did they really do good work today?]

...ah... the same to you. [...] How are you feeling?

[applechemist]

[ They worked hard. That at least deserves praise. ]

I'm... [ She has to think about it? ] ... Frustrated. I think.

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[that tracks]

...we caught someone, but it does not feel like enough, does it?

[applechemist]

I wanted more answers.

And... Beau trusted him so much. It's sad to see that happen.

w4, saturday

[fishingforcompliments]

[Any other week, Flayn might have stumbled across Escha because she was following the smell of her dinner - but this week, it's pure chance. Her footsteps slow to a stop as she realizes she's come across her.]

...ah - Escha...

[applechemist]

[ Escha offers a very, very weak smile. ]

... Hey, Flayn.

[ there's an awkwardly long pause where she's trying to remember what she usually says at times like these. ........... oh, right. ]

Good work, today.

[fishingforcompliments]

...

[she shakes her head.]

I did not accomplish much of anything. It was the rest of you who did.

[applechemist]

[ Escha's shoulders slump. ]

I'm feeling the same way, though. I don't feel like I did enough.

[fishingforcompliments]

...I do not think it will ever feel like enough for any of us. Not until this is over.

[Finding just one killer - or two, gods, that last five minutes was so much - doesn't feel satisfying. They're only half-done.]

[applechemist]

Even then, unless we break the game, it's still not going to feel like a victory.

[ No matter which team wins. Hm. Positivity machine broken. ]