[ fidelio is (thank fuck) out of his hideous angel costume and back in his usual clothes as he checks out the areas they just got access to. his current investigation spot is the train station, where he's standing to the side of the tracks and squinting down at them like he's not quite sure what he's dealing with here.
he looks up when he notices someone else coming this way, though, and gives her a little nod as a greeting, slipping his hands into his pockets. ]
Funny little place to have out in the middle of nowhere, eh?
[ continuing our tradition of running into each other in places with long stretches of parallel planks on the ground, it's the boardwalk!
fidelio's just idly checking out souvenir trinkets and stuff at stands along the way. why are there so many of the exact same thing. who is buying these. ]
[ tragically i don't think we have a horizontal board location this week. maybe if we knock over one of those bookshelf ladders in the library?
anyway, on that note, we're in the library. at the moment fidelio's got horns on his head instead of cat ears (and presumably has the normal ears for this tribe under his hair) and no tail, and he's just circling the shelves seeing what kinds of books they have here. ]
Not the sort of place I thought we'd ever have access to, that's for certain.
[ he doesn't think the capital has a collection like this at all, let alone one that paripus would ever be let into, even if more of them could read. ]
...Hm? Sure, go 'ead.
[ he may mind answering, depending on what the question is, but. ]
I do plan on taking advantage of it while it's here.
[ before it gets wrecked or set on fire
she thinks on how she wants to word this... ]
I've noticed he's reluctant to admit his issues with reading, but wanted to figure out a way to help him without calling attention to it. Do you think a cookbook could help with that?
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Ah. Yeah, was hopin' to help him work on his letters some more meself now that we've got the time and all of this.
[ so few people know how to read back home that it's nothing to be embarrassed about, but that really isn't the case here. ]
Reckon a lot of what'd be in there's words he already knows how to read and write, but probably some new ones too, if it's usin' ingredients from other worlds. Might not be bad for a startin' point.
You think? Had some old workbooks back when we were both first learning how to write. Pretty handy things, them, but not what I'd expect anyone to keep in a library.
[ sort of a one-time-use thing since you're writing in them. ]
What sorts of things do they have where you're from?
There are many things here. We could try searching for some and if we come up empty handed, I wouldn't mind making a workbook. I was thinking of coming up with one for the maids back in my world.
Fruit, rice, millets, beans... beef has been harder to come by lately. It might be better to show you.
Teachin' that sort of thing's not new to you, then?
[ and he'll start looking out for a cookbook section... once he finds it he'll let her take the lead since he has no idea what recipes he's searching for. ]
I was planning on teaching the other maids in the rear palace. It's quite common for girls to never learn how to read, but it means their prospects after their service is... quite limited.
[ it's hard not to be distracted by other cookbooks because it's interesting. she will pull out ones that look similar enough to her own cuisine ]
[ fidelio had gone with basilio to the hospital as soon as he'd been triaged and sent over, and he hasn't left since.
at the moment, he's just outside the door to the room — still cracked so he can see inside — with his backpack open and full of medical supplies as he looks over a page in his notebook with a pen in his hand. he's still extremely on edge, and is tapping his foot anxiously as he goes down and checks things off. ]
[ glances around, clearly out of it, and finally puts the notebook and pen down beside his bag to free up his hands and accept the cup. ]
That's nice of you. [ probably. unless it's poison. fuck, his thoughts are just all about danger and dying now, but what the hell else is he supposed to think when this night of the week rolls around. ] Thanks.
[ are we tired of all doors leading to the funhouse yet... this time it's a memory (3:40:06 - 3:43:32) showing that being irresponsible with your health runs in the family, actually. embarrassing.
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w0, saturday
he looks up when he notices someone else coming this way, though, and gives her a little nod as a greeting, slipping his hands into his pockets. ]
Funny little place to have out in the middle of nowhere, eh?
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Do you have an idea what it's even for?
[ there's a...shack? with a bench? ]
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A path of some kind? [ curious ] Maybe we could ask whomever left us our gifts?
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w0, monday
fidelio's just idly checking out souvenir trinkets and stuff at stands along the way. why are there so many of the exact same thing. who is buying these. ]
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maomao looks to see what he's checking out. ]
What are even the use of these?
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anyway he's looking at something stupid like (apologies to karamatsu) keychains shaped like sunglasses. just tiny 2D opaque plastic things. ]
Ornaments for something? Can't imagine anything practical you could use 'em for.
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Maybe the jewelry trends of this place are vastly different from what I'm used to seeing.
[ putting it down to pick up a different one ]
w1, monday
anyway, on that note, we're in the library. at the moment fidelio's got horns on his head instead of cat ears (and presumably has the normal ears for this tribe under his hair) and no tail, and he's just circling the shelves seeing what kinds of books they have here. ]
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maomao herself is grabbing a book on medicinal plants when she spots him. ]
Hello. [ she said while giving a polite nod. looking at the horns and then looking away ] Are you looking for something?
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...Nothin' in particular. Never seen this many books in one place before.
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[ it's impressive.
it also reminds her of something... ]
Do you mind if I ask something about your brother?
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[ he doesn't think the capital has a collection like this at all, let alone one that paripus would ever be let into, even if more of them could read. ]
...Hm? Sure, go 'ead.
[ he may mind answering, depending on what the question is, but. ]
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[ before it gets wrecked or set on fire
she thinks on how she wants to word this... ]
I've noticed he's reluctant to admit his issues with reading, but wanted to figure out a way to help him without calling attention to it. Do you think a cookbook could help with that?
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[ so few people know how to read back home that it's nothing to be embarrassed about, but that really isn't the case here. ]
Reckon a lot of what'd be in there's words he already knows how to read and write, but probably some new ones too, if it's usin' ingredients from other worlds. Might not be bad for a startin' point.
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[ she doesn't think it's anything to be embarrassing about, but she's also trying to be more mindful of trampling on people's feelings ]
I could see if there's recipes for dishes I'm familiar with.
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[ sort of a one-time-use thing since you're writing in them. ]
What sorts of things do they have where you're from?
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Fruit, rice, millets, beans... beef has been harder to come by lately. It might be better to show you.
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[ and he'll start looking out for a cookbook section... once he finds it he'll let her take the lead since he has no idea what recipes he's searching for. ]
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[ it's hard not to be distracted by other cookbooks because it's interesting. she will pull out ones that look similar enough to her own cuisine ]
w2, thursday
at the moment, he's just outside the door to the room — still cracked so he can see inside — with his backpack open and full of medical supplies as he looks over a page in his notebook with a pen in his hand. he's still extremely on edge, and is tapping his foot anxiously as he goes down and checks things off. ]
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Would you like some tea?
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Oh. Er.
[ glances around, clearly out of it, and finally puts the notebook and pen down beside his bag to free up his hands and accept the cup. ]
That's nice of you. [ probably. unless it's poison. fuck, his thoughts are just all about danger and dying now, but what the hell else is he supposed to think when this night of the week rolls around. ] Thanks.
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It's safe to drink. [ just to reassure him ] I didn't get a chance to look at him before. Did you?
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takes a sip. ]
I did... sort of.
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no it's just a chamomile calming blend ]
How bad is it?
[ looking towards the door. ] Koharu was struggling to remember people and events.
w3, monday
he sighs, annoyed. ]
Ugh.
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It seems to run in the family. [ it's good there are so many healers... ] What was that place that you were trying to get into?
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The temple of the dragon god Eupha's village worships. She was holed up in there at the time.
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I do see why you would want to make haste. How did you get the injury in the first place?
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The runner we were on got attacked by a human out at sea on the way to the island. Grabbed me by the foot with one of its legs.
im like getting part of this in another pc so i'm being slow
but not that different ]
I see. [ she doesn't but she is putting it to the side. ] How long ago was that?
help you're fine memshare week is a lot
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she wants to make sure it's okay ]
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That isn't long before you got here. [ sir...sir your peet ] Is it fully healed?
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[ it still feels kind of off to him sometimes, but it's pretty much just in his head at this point. ]
Nothin' to worry about.
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That's good. Let me know if it does ever bother you.
[ maybe there's a tea or herb blend that could help... ]
w6, thursday (has it been that long wow)
How is Taair doing?
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but yes they are at the hospital ]
It's pretty rough, honestly. [ these returns today were all brutal. ] But he's surprisingly resilient. Don't have any doubt that he'll pull through.
[ sighs... this might be the first time he's really paused for more than 30 seconds since that first group showed up. ]
Thanks again for your help, don't know what the hell I would've done there.
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He is much stronger than what one would assume.
[ physically, he will mend. she isn't good at healing what may be in the heart though so that'll be up to del ]
There is no need to thank me. You did very well in the situation.
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Need or not, I'm thankin' you anyway, so just take it.
[ he's trying to improve his B- in gratitude here.
shakes his head. ]
Just did the best I could and had to hope like hell it'd be enough. Seems like a bloody miracle everyone's still alive.
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[some many ]
At least this is almost over... [ it still sucks, but it won't be bad for long ]
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