agleam | pc catchall for kaeya.

[wandering into the restaurant! and seeing all the food laid out. he pauses for a moment.]

...Wow. Looks like something changed in here.

[thank u lup and sheila]

[ with the many portraits of the hotel's various occupants, it definitely isn't hard to find the people he's recently met. he has a promise to keep after all, so with polaris in tow in all of his white-furred glory, kaeya is making his way through the various portraits, committing certain room numbers to memory until he encounters a very familiar portrait and gives the door a shave-and-a-haircut knock.

polaris sits at his feet, tail swishing excitedly and when the door opens, kaeya smiles. ]

Are you settled in enough for a visitor or two?

2. You open a door and find yourself in an art gallery, full of paintings of people you know from your own world and from your sojourn into your previous games. They're watching you. Always watching you. The paintings appear normal, at first, but slowly shift until they depict the people you know in horrifying, traumatic situations, their eyes fixed on you accusingly. No matter where go, their eyes follow you. After what feels like an entire day in the gallery you find yourself back in the hall, disoriented and with the unshakeable sensation of being watched. Only four minutes have passed.

[ hi rupert, welcome to the weirdo art museum that has yet to turn on either of them! currently, kaeya has only just arrived, looking around as though uncertain of where precisely to start. he turns his head the moment he hears another person present, his expression easy-going. ]

Exploring as well, Rupert?

[a while after all that, he's walking into the restaurant! by now he's had a change of clothes and a shower, and seems to be less in pain. however serious the wounds on his arm and back still are, they're covered by his clothing once again. there's still a gauze patch pressed over his eye, so it's hard to know exactly how healed it might be.

either way, when he sees kaeya, he's freezing and taking a step back.]

Sorry - I can leave.

[he's wandering into the courtyard, glancing around with his good eye - and he pauses when he sees kaeya. after an awkward moment of pause:]

...Are you alright?

[ courtyard walk to clear the mind, but also because there's tea service and kaeya was going to sit down with some. as he walks, he'll spot rupert and give him a soft nod. ]

Taking a walk?

[ kaeya is /throws dart at the library and sitting down with a bunch of poetry books as well as his stationary pad and a pen. in his hair are a number of silver butterfly pins artfully arranged in his hair. he's humming as he occasionally writes something down, polaris at his feet snoozing. when he hears someone, he turns, seeing rupert and giving a wave.

his skin is giving off glittery starry vibes, swirling over his cheeks, along his eyes, and wherever skin is visible mostly. ]

Morning, Rupert! Isn't it a beautiful day today?

[ oh what a beautiful moooooooorning. kaeya is meandering the newest floor, in particular the spa where he is seated, holding a tube of mascara that is shut now, gently patting polaris' face with it and talking to him in a very soft voice.

when he looks up, he smiles immediately, however. ]

Ahh, good morning, Rupert. How have you been?

[here they are in the void! when he sees kaeya, he frowns a little, though it's definitely at the situation rather than him.]

...Are you alright?

w0, saturday.

w0, sunday

w0, monday — rm 2

w1, thursday.

w1, friday.

w1, saturday post-trial

w2, tuesday @ library

w3, mon or tues, take your pick

w3, friday.