rosamund

[discomfort]

PLEASE GET A GF

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week 0, monday

[discomfort]

[ hewwo.

if rosamund is wandering, she can spot owner just kind of fucking. staring at the weird shop guy from around a corner. jiiii. ]

Interesting...

DON'T CUT MY DATING POOL IN HALF?????

[rosebleed]

[Peers at this short man.

Pulls up beside him, also staring at shop man.]

Is something the matter?

[discomfort]

Have you bought anything from him?

[ well

"bought" ]

WEEK 0: First Friday

[rosebleed]

[She catches him near the mess hall. Rosamund grabs his sleeve with no preamble, taut as a coiled spring.]

Have you checked here yet? Have you found anything?

[discomfort]

[ oh...

owner shakes his head at the question, his expression apologetic. ]

I have not. While guesses for Luke-sama seems to be some sort of health condition, no one I have spoken to seems to have any idea to explain Dahut-san.

week 0, sunday

[discomfort]

[ it truly has been a weekend.

but like promised, owner will go to find rosamund a little after the end of execution. when he reaches her, he will bow politely. ]

Shall we?

[rosebleed]

Yes, thank you.

[She curtsies lightly. Looking like she's cried recently, but very much in private. She takes Owner's arm as they enter the bar, taking a quiet seat to themselves where few might over hear.]

Sorry, by the way. For how I behaved yesterday.

week 1, friday

[discomfort]

[ anna betrayed us

owner does not know who anna is though. he is seated comfortably at the lounge, completely covered in a blanket. he is simply... staring off into space... and occasionally coughs. must be tb. ]

[rosebleed]

[If owner did know who anna was though, what would he do..........

He will find that a fresh cup of tea slips onto the table in front of him. Handing it over is Rosamund, wearied but in much better shape than several people. Her smile may be dim but it's clung on in spite of everything.]

You look cold, Owner.

week 2, sunday

[discomfort]

[ they can be at the observation deck.

owner is seated, looking out the window. there is a cup of sake in his hand and he sips at it intermittently. ]

It's been a long week.

[rosebleed]

I'll say.

[She slips into the seat across from him with a mug of tea.]

What's that you're drinking?

week 3, monday

[discomfort]

[ it's memshare week so i am skipping making any thoughtful toplevel starter. they are in the hall, a memshare void pops up, and a memory plays.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16.

... he looks slightly put off. ]

This is embarrassing for them.

[rosebleed]

[Rosamund stands stiff next to him.

She can't quite speak yet. Her eyes slide to Owner's, unsure of what to think.]

How so?

week 4, monday

[discomfort]

[ they can be at the skate park

owner is squatting down, staring intensely at a pair of roller skates. it is past 11pm i am not giving a more detailed toplevel than this. ]

[rosebleed]

[you are so valid.

Anyway Rosamund hasn't known what to make of Owner since their conversation. It didn't end on an antagonistic note? Just an uncomfortable one.

Nonetheless, he's looking a little lost, and she's been here already with few folks, so. Over she goes.]

Need some help?

WEEK 4: Friday

[rosebleed]

[Observation Lounge, her old friend.

Rosamund sinks into a chair and stares not out the window but at the ceiling. Wordless, thoughtless, lips parted and eyes low-lidded. Her head is pounding. Her chest feels hollowed out.

Then there's the soft padding of feet. Her reverie dissipates, and she turns her head to see who's approaching.]

...Hello.

[discomfort]

Hello, Rosamund-sama.

[ he offers a polite bow, before glancing over at the window. ]

I heard you were with Diluc-sama last night when lockdown happened. Is everything okay?

week 4, saturday

[discomfort]

[ he will just pop into the medbay and bow politely to her, before sitting down on one of the cots. ]

Oh, Rosamund-sama...

[rosebleed]

[She's bone tired, laying quite still in the pod and refusing to budge, even after waking up. Her blank expression twitches when he calls to her.

She rolls over and faces the other way.]

week 5, sunday

[discomfort]

[ they can be outside of the applebee's

owner is not going inside it because he has heard many things and it seems formidable. but he is staring at it... and then turns when he sees rosamund. ]

Oh. Hello again.

[rosebleed]

[Be not afraid of the Applebees.]

Hello, Owner. [Glancing at the building.] Thinking about trying the Jalapeño poppers?

week 6, friday

[discomfort]

[ ... huh.

well, some time after they are completely fuckin sure no one is dead, owner can be found at the strip club. no, that's a lie, he's at the canteen squinting at the tv. ]

Hm...

[rosebleed]

[why won't you pc me at the strip club francy does our friendship mean nothing to you?]

Still nothing, huh?

[She drips into the seat beside him, folding her elbows on the table. Also squinting at the television.]

It's more nerve-wracking than not. I feel like the second I look away something dreadful will happen.

week 7, saturday

[discomfort]

[ hi, where's rosamund.

owner is out for a walk, with a naked guinea pig just resting on top of his head. peaceful. ]

Ah, Rosamund-sama.

[rosebleed]

[Park, baby! She's checking on the birds.]

Owner!

[Also IMMEDIATELY INTRIGUED! ANIMAL!]

And who's your friend?