Anyways, this is a similarly unfortunately small bus, so it's pretty much inevitable that they run into each other at some point. She doesn't particularly want to talk about it and she's also sure he doesn't, but it comes to mind as soon as she notices him, and the longer the seconds tick on the more she's acutely aware that it's A Thing They Aren't Talking About. So.
In a low voice, so nobody can hear and immediately start joking about it again:]
It's been long enough that she's had to time to change into her new clothing - an oversized plaid shirt, black leggings, and sneakers. She's exploring around and finding the isolation cabin, squinting as she crosses her arms. As soon as she notices that she isn't alone:]
Interesting thing to have in a place that'll apparently have no murder at all according to our hosts, huh?
[ dick also changed as soon as he could, wearing a plain black t-shirt with jeans and sneakers. they are both shitty teens. for some reason, he has sunglasses on as well? so it might be hard to read the look on his face when he turns to her with a twist to his lips ]
Isn't it? Especially for a camp's that's never had visitors before.
[Dick isn't one of the people she's actively approaching after the announcement, but when she happens to cross his path near the residential cabins... She breathes a sigh.]
Shocker, right?
[It would be easy to joke in any other situation, but... There's much more buried upset in those words than in her typical sarcastic tone.]
[ he's been pacing around, feeling restless and trapped, but his stormy look fades when he sees nathalie ]
No kidding. [ he looks tired, despite the steel in his voice ] I knew it would happen the second those doors locked last night, but... [ he shakes his head ] You alright?
[Nobody is happy about this, so she's of course joining the list of Unhappy People. She's in the kitchen, taking out a pot of water to make some pasta and slamming the drawer that it was in a little bit too loud. And then, you know, kicking the drawer for good measure, and dropping the pan on the counter much more forcefully than she needs to. It's all pretty ineffectual as shows of anger go, but.
It's about then that she notices she isn't alone, and she glances towards Dick.]
[ it's quiet and calm. he'd watched her slam drawers and be a restrained ball of anger. it's relatable, and he hadn't quite wanted to interrupt something she clearly needed, even if the venting probably didn't help much. ]
I've never been much for it myself, but I've heard cooking as a stress relief works alright.
[I joked but I have decided that they are actually in the kitchen, because I also refuse to think about locations. Anyways! He's one of the few people she's actively looking for, and she glances his way when she finds him.]
Hey. You're probably tired of fielding questions after today, but - you got a second?
[ writing w1 just exhausted me? anyway dick is clearly wandering aimlessly right now but that won't stop him from stopping to talk to nathalie when he sees her ]
Beau'll be fine.
[ mostly for this, since he figures she might. like knowing. ]
[ i only ever look during trials and then im like oh, this was here? i'm so smart ]
... Not especially, but I did say I would.
[ he says that, but seems reluctant to start. also i didn't note this yesterday because i forgot but he has new clothes and he's wearing a snug leather jacket now. the rest of his outfit looks the same tbh ]
[Now that a clothing store has opened up, she's spending most of Monday morning there. She's exchanged her old outfit for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, but she's still looking around for more.
When she sees Dick, though, she raises a hand in greeting.]
[ she's not the only one willing to grab some branded clothing just to not have to wash clothes seven times a week, and he shares her greeting with a lazy wave ]
No kidding. I think I've done more laundry here than I normally do in half a year.
[ this is a lie, but also, please? let them have changes of clothes. ]
[She still doesn't have any crutches and I'm personally crying, but she's probably found, like, a larger stick to use as a very makeshift one as she looks for Dick. When she finds him near the bonfire:]
[ ah. he looks surprised to see her-- but not the reason why she thinks; ]
Hey. Should you be walking around like this? [ they can't even sit next to the bonfire there's snow on the seats?? he comes closer to her in case she needs. help ]
[ he'll answer after a bit. hi? his hair is mussed like he just woke up even though he still looks tired, and he looks surprised to see her. but he raises a hand in greeting anyway ]
[ well. he didn't get to talk (ha ha) to her yesterday, but he can today so he looks for her. he. is not that surprised to see her in the music room. he has a tablet now no Terrible Writing time ]
[She tired herself out trying to get around yesterday, which is why she’s a little bit delayed in looking around for him. She’s at least getting a better hang of using the wheelchair with... one arm, and when that doesn’t work, someone is there to help her steer through the snow. That’s probably how she makes it here to the library, but when she sees him, she’s making her own way over.]
...Hey.
[There’s a coat covering most of her bandages, but those on her hand and throat are still visible.]
[ dick is standing around pulling books at random? look. maybe one of these leads to a secret entrance. it'd be funny. still, he immediately stops and heads over to her when he sees her, because natalie you only have one leg and one arm why are you wheeling yourself around and also, how ]
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w0, probably saturday
Anyways, this is a similarly unfortunately small bus, so it's pretty much inevitable that they run into each other at some point. She doesn't particularly want to talk about it and she's also sure he doesn't, but it comes to mind as soon as she notices him, and the longer the seconds tick on the more she's acutely aware that it's A Thing They Aren't Talking About. So.
In a low voice, so nobody can hear and immediately start joking about it again:]
Are you, uh... You good?
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Fine. I knew it'd come up eventually, but I didn't think it would... like that.
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It's been long enough that she's had to time to change into her new clothing - an oversized plaid shirt, black leggings, and sneakers. She's exploring around and finding the isolation cabin, squinting as she crosses her arms. As soon as she notices that she isn't alone:]
Interesting thing to have in a place that'll apparently have no murder at all according to our hosts, huh?
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Isn't it? Especially for a camp's that's never had visitors before.
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w0, friday.
Shocker, right?
[It would be easy to joke in any other situation, but... There's much more buried upset in those words than in her typical sarcastic tone.]
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No kidding. [ he looks tired, despite the steel in his voice ] I knew it would happen the second those doors locked last night, but... [ he shakes his head ] You alright?
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It's about then that she notices she isn't alone, and she glances towards Dick.]
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[ it's quiet and calm. he'd watched her slam drawers and be a restrained ball of anger. it's relatable, and he hadn't quite wanted to interrupt something she clearly needed, even if the venting probably didn't help much. ]
I've never been much for it myself, but I've heard cooking as a stress relief works alright.
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Hey. You're probably tired of fielding questions after today, but - you got a second?
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Don't worry about it, I've had to field worse. [ he gestures for her to go ahead ] What's up?
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Beau'll be fine.
[ mostly for this, since he figures she might. like knowing. ]
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Hey. Got a second? I asked about the... voucher thing, but I found out something more important.
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What did you find out?
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w2, friday.
Hey. Ready to talk about it?
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... Not especially, but I did say I would.
[ he says that, but seems reluctant to start. also i didn't note this yesterday because i forgot but he has new clothes and he's wearing a snug leather jacket now. the rest of his outfit looks the same tbh ]
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Not really liking how our track record is shaping up here.
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Yeah, me either. And unlike last week, I can't even say I have a theory, no matter how wrong it wound up being.
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When she sees Dick, though, she raises a hand in greeting.]
About time, right?
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No kidding. I think I've done more laundry here than I normally do in half a year.
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...Hey.
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Hey. Should you be walking around like this? [ they can't even sit next to the bonfire there's snow on the seats?? he comes closer to her in case she needs. help ]
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Natalie, how do you feel about terrible, low-budget horror movies?
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Hey. How are you feeling?
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[Much like many of them are, she imagines.]
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...Hey.
[There’s a coat covering most of her bandages, but those on her hand and throat are still visible.]
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Hey. Are you okay?
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