pc catchall for sheila.

[agleam]

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w0, sunday.

[agleam]

[room time!! room time!!

well, soon. for now, rupert is still outside his room, because he's a little bit distracted by someone he's found sitting by the door. since sheila is on the opposite end of the same hall, she'll be able to see him picking up what probably looks like some kind of red colored lizard from a distance, laughing.]

Aww, buddy... Look at you, you shrunk! [as porridge climbs up so he can lay across his shoulders:] ...Yeah. I missed you, too.

[toesies]

[Room time!!! Her luggage is getting promptly yeeted inside her room before she wanders over to check this out, cooing once she's close enough to hold an actual conversation.]

Aw... Look at you two, so dang stinking cute! Who's your little friend?

[agleam]

This is Porridge!

[and as she gets closer, she'll be able to see that he's less lizard shaped and more dragon shaped. he gives a little chirp when she gets closer.]

I promise he doesn't bite or anything, he's just really friendly. Do you want to hold him? Fair warning, if you give him enough attention he'll probably never leave you alone.

[said with a laugh]

week zero, monday.

[toesies]

[Well. RNG has spoken, and they are now at........ Olive Garden (12.)

Sheila looks at the bowl of pasta in front of her. Looks at the snake. Looks at Rupert.

And slowly:]

I'm gluten intolerant?

[agleam]

[he is also giving the snake a very confused look... putting some pieces together... staring intently at the pasta...]

Evil snake baby...?

[what. also:]

What's gluten intolerant?

w0, saturday

[agleam]

[after all that, he's wandering in the courtyard - but he pauses when he sees sheila.]

...You doing alright, after all that?

[toesies]

[She nods, lips pursed.]

A little pissed off, actually, but I'll live. [She won't pretend she isn't.] What about you? Today was pretty intense.

w0, sunday.

[agleam]

[looking around for her after that! and wherever he manages to find her, he's approaching with clear concern.]

Are you alright?

[toesies]

Feeling like an asshole, but that seems like a healthy reaction to throwing a man out a window.

[Kind of pouty, though, before she sighs.]

Were you guys watching?

week one, saturday.

[toesies]

[Well. They sure just sentenced a child to death today! Somewhere in the void, Sheila is sipping something from a cup, waving him over once she spots him.]

... This sucks.

[agleam]

[wandering over, very carefully taking a seat so his depth perception doesn't ruin him.]

...That's an understatement. [he looks towards the floor, expression tightening.] She's a good kid. I know we all know this shouldn't be happening to anyone, but...

[that doesn't mean that this one doesn't sting a little more than it might have otherwise.]

week one, sunday.

[toesies]

[After the execution, Rupert will catch Sheila on her way out of her room. She shuts the door behind her when she notices him, and approaches.]

... Hey. How are you feeling?

[agleam]

[he gives a little wave. porridge waddles over to sniff at her.]

I knew it was going to be hard, but I didn't think it'd be - that. I'd hoped they'd at least find something to make it quick, and I guess they did, but...

[not until she took a mallet to the face! yikes.]

week two, monday.

[toesies]

[IS... IS RUPERT STILL LARPING HOTEL STAFF... This is it. This is the starter. It's just Sheila perceiving him.]

[agleam]

[he is not! freedom for him. that doesn't mean he looks completely normal, though - he's been flip flopping between two different effects today so far, and right now he seems like he's kind of glowing. his skin is pulsing a little and giving off a golden light. weird.

either way, he waves when he sees her.]

Hey, Sheila.

week two, wednesday.

[toesies]

[At some dubious point post-party games, Sheila wanders into the restaurant — though she pauses when she spots Rupert.]

Today was fun, right?

[agleam]

[he gives her a wave, bright and enthusiastic. there are spots of light traveling haphazardly over his arms and face, patterned like little suns.]

It was really fun! It's always fun to get to know more people.

week two, friday.

[toesies]

[Honestly, just beelining to him when she spots him.]

So... Did you have a weird dream last night, or was that just me?

[agleam]

[he beelines for her as well when he sees her! mutual beelining. his hair looks wet, like he just recently showered.]

...I did, yeah, but - if you had the one about the barber, mine was different.

week three, monday.

[toesies]

[They are in the spa so they can slowly sink into the sauna after memsharing.

But for now, Sheila looks absolutely delighted by everything in this room.]

It was about damn time! [She claps her hands, giddy when she turns to Rupert.] Isn't this exciting?

[agleam]

[they will have earned their sauna trip!! it's early enough in the day that he hasn't realized yet what's going on, so he only grins as he heads her way.]

Yeah! I've never seen—

[whatever he's about to say, though, it's lost when some stardust settles over the two of them. he blinks, surprised, but he doesn't have much time to react before a memory (with a cw for death, grief, and brief/vague mentions of parental abandonment) begins. oops.]

week three, sunday.

[toesies]

[They are in the void and Sheila is just tiredly sipping some kind of hot beverage after the execution.]

God, I hate weekends. They really managed to ruin weekends.

[agleam]

...Yeah, they've managed to ruin a lot.

[he sighs.]

Four more weeks or so, right? We can make it through four more weeks.

week four, monday.

[toesies]

[They are in the business center! It is slowly crushing their souls.]

... Wow. Just being here should count as a despair indulgence.

[agleam]

[he blinks.]

Despair indulgence...?