marina and the diamonds....

[bookpapers]

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w0 saturday

[bookpapers]

[heya gurl how's the refectory... come here often???

Lavi is seated, but not currently actually eating, so he's just taking up valuable space... rather, his back is turned to the table, legs slung over the bench so he can take in the room as people come and go. he straightens when he sees marina... new person... and more importantly... pretty girl....]

Hey. Marina, right?

[engraven]

[ marina, dressed in her slightly tattered pink skirt and her greying blouse is here - her little black tie tied quite neatly despite the seen-better-days look of her outfit. she holds tightly to the book under her arm as she seems to be searching for a place to sit, a cup of mild tea in her hand.

hearing her name makes her stop: ]

Huh? Oh yeah, that's me.

[ she pivots on her heel and makes her way over. ]

How goes it? Lavi, yes?

[bookpapers]

[His eye goes to the book tucked under her arm, and then back, then he shifts down the bench to make room]

Yup! I go by Junior too. [what a name] There's not much to do today, so I'm just hanging around the cafe bothering whoever comes by.

[how Honest]

You?

W0 MONDAY

[engraven]

[ standing outside the theatre, she's holding a smaller book in her hand than before, her cheery expression dropping as she reads the names. ]

Oh boy... this place would give me nightmares to sleep in. Good luck to these guys.

[ poor camille and erin. ]

[bookpapers]

[a smaller book... is it the rulebook....

Lavi peers over to read the names,]

Maybe they can dress it up a little? Make it more homey and not -- clown-y.

[he tries to imagine this group decorating....]

[engraven]

It might just end up looking like a bigger circus. Only time will tell.

[ it's... a Normal book! wow! it looks like it might be a novel this time. ]

Where're you at? So I can come bother you.

w0 friday the 2nd

[bookpapers]

[well he will immediately approach Marina as soon as he sees her!!! he does not know she was having investy fun times yet, but his expression is grim,]

-- Are they really dead?

[engraven]

[ haha she just looks a little grim, but looks grateful that he's here! just closes the space to meet him halfway. ]

I don't know - we didn't see any bodies, but we did find a mess in the refectory... Pickles got some glass in his paw, cellar's totaled. There was some blood as well...

[bookpapers]

[his eye widens at that, and he moves as if to start heading to the refectory like a stupid idiod, not knowing that he won't find SHIT]

Were Ven and Death locked in the refectory last night?

W0, SATURDAY

[engraven]

[ she is just gonna come find him after taking some time to process the psychic damage of 9 hours of trial and then boothill turning into snake medusa. thanks. bad. she will just search around until she can find his dumb ass where are you. ]

[bookpapers]

[processing the psychic damage is so real. Lavi will still be around the middle of the town, but some distance away from the bonfire. just far enough that he can't hear whoever else is with boothill now.

his expression's neutral, but he stands like a sentinel, which is very funny because what fckign weapons does he have -- NOTHING. His gaze flicks to Marina when she approaches, and he leans a little against the tree he's been standing next to, turning to face her.]

Hey. Are you headed over to talk to him?

[engraven]

[ she will join lavi and lean against the tree too, arms tucked in tight and folded. ]

Maybe not, I don't actually know yet... thinking about it, but...

[ she has reasons why she doesn't want to do that to clash against the reasons to do just that. ]

What about you? You spoke with him at all?

W1 MONDAY

[engraven]

[ we are here! at the clothing shop! she's already looking a little overwhelmed by the selections - because a lot of them are way out of her time period, meaning that she might be staring way too long at a strapless dress like what. the fuck. are you. you are a tube. ]

How's it not just fall down...?

[bookpapers]

[ARE YOU A TUBE

honestly Lavi should be in the same boat as Marina, but apparently the fashion at the Order specifically has some wild stuff.... not meat dress wild though (MAYBE) he peers over her head to look down at this tube,

and because he is Lavi and I'm cursed to play a teenager, he immediately approves? it looks sexy????]

Maybe you gotta wear a corset with it.

[engraven]

[ thinks about strapless dresses and how cursed they can be. but also why are we playing teenagers. she just glances over her shoulder. ]

... Seems a little inconvenient. I've never really had to wear one before.

w1 friday

[bookpapers]

[Lavi is at the bulletin board, not so much looking at the posters anymore than he is looking at the pyre, brows drawn together in a clear expression of frustration. His eye darts over to Marina when he sees her though, and he shuffles over to make room, all the while looking her over.]

...You okay?

[engraven]

[ she's kind of just seated on one of the benches by the pyre as people come and go. one of her knees hugged to her chest while she's drawing circles in the dirt with the heel of her boot. hearing the voice, she glances over at him - offering him the same quiet appraisal. how's he lookin'? ]

... Just another day in paradise.

[ bad! she sounds quietly wrung out. ]

You?

w2 mon

[bookpapers]

[GETS SEIZED BY SHADOWS IG, and as they do, a memory unfolds.

"No matter what, you cannot interfere again."]

[engraven]

[ well.

that is... that's a lot to live through in the span of these moments shared to her through invasive shadows. he's so young, she can't even imagine it so when it's put before her she watches with a quiet terror. nothing good ever happens in these it seems, nothing good happens for children anymore.

and she's right! she's absolutely right, watching.

"record it."

"you cannot interfere."

it's hard to imagine lavi as someone who doesn't have a difficult time doing just that, but at the same time, with age comes some form of ease to the process. her fingers dig tightly into her palms as the memory fades. ]

... Don't think I could have stood by either through all that...

w2 thursday i hate you

[engraven]

[ WHERE IS HE! WHERE! IS HE! WHERE! SHE'S RUNNING AND SHE'S BROUGHT SOME GAS STATION FOOD AND DRINK TOO. mostly bottled water for the BLOOD LOSS. ]

You.

[ hisssssssssssssssses in anger inside, but also panic. even if it's subsided a little bit from the initial arrival. she's looking at him to see if he's gotten any healing yet (even tho oocly i know this takes a while w/e w/e she's fussy.) in any case, she drops down wherever he is, snack and water and all. ]

... Holding up...?

[bookpapers]

[HE'S AT THE HAUNTED HOUSE!!! seated at the table, and bandaged up thanks to daan and kanda who sucks at everything but bandaging people ig. he is also shirtless, but he has his exorcist coat flung over his shoulders.

all of his bandages are also red, it's fine. he perks up at the sight of her and the Goods, lifting a probably bandaged hand to wave at her.]

Oooh, food! Yay!

[YAY!!!]

w2 saturday

[engraven]

[ she's just somewhere being extremely unhappy at the moment, maybe just clutching an empty can and staring into it with a frustrated look on her face. her hair is hastily thrown up into a loose ponytail and the front of her dress has been slashed, revealing just the blue shirt underneath. she seems okay physically at least! yay!

mutters when she sees lavi: ]

... We did it...

[bookpapers]

[SEEMS okay??? SEEMS???? He'll just go straight to her and look at the slash on the front of her dress, frowning deeply,]

Did she get you? Let me see.

[IS SHE BLEEDING? CHAR? IS SHE WOUNDED?]

w3 mon

[bookpapers]

[assigns Marina reaching up on her tippytoes for a book because this is MY pc starter slams hands on the table

anyway as she reaches, she'll probably feel a presence at her back, because it's Lavi gallantly(?) coming to the rescue!!]

Need some help?

[engraven]

Oh?

[ yeah she is on her tippy toes. she could be using the ladder, but it's too far and she knows if she were just a handful of centimeters taller she could get! alas...

she turns a little and gives him a warm smile. ]

Assistance would be deeply appreciated. [ her arms are already full of books. she doesn't need more books (yes she does.) ]