[THEY SURE HAVE BEEN AROUND FOR A WHILE - Anya's at least changed into another set of clothes though, even if they're still fancy. She's apparently huddled herself into the library, having pulled a book out to read.....
Though even as she does, she's managing
the world's heaviest sighs.
it's not an expression she wears in any place that has a lot of people though - something that she's only permitting herself when she thinks no one else is around]
[ beau means to go find anya at some point, but after everything, she honestly just needs sleep. that means she misses both breakfast and lunch, because she snores her way through them.
if anya doesn't come looking for her, beau will soon, but otherwise - catch her deadass asleep on the floor of her room. ]
[anya is - lingering by the kitchen today, her arms wrapped around herself loosely - it's not like she's to the point of panic and trying to hold herself together, but there's a distinct tenseness in her shoulders.
but that's what happens on friday.]
... should I go in...?
[she seems to be at an odds - only lingering outside the kitchen, which looks perfectly fine!
she has a shotgun strapped to her back so like. she seems to be trying to check other models, opening up the barrels for
yeah, bullets. the girl is looking for bullets. i'm sure it's fine.
- along with the weird feeling in beau's right hand, a constant pain where her knuckles meet her pinky and her index finger. there is probably nothing wrong.]
[ beau's probably in the gym! she is beating the shit out of a punching bag. and crying, but don't look at her, she's probably fine. she's actually got her jacket on for once, too, which means things are really bad. ]
[WHEREVER BEAU IS - anya is going to find her. she's got a plate of bacon, eggs, rice, toast, she just made her a goddamn spread. before she enters the room though, she announces herself:]
Beau! Anya is here.
[she doesn't want to slam into a barrier with all this food??]
but - at some point, beau comes to find anya, wandering around. when she finds her, she waves cheerfully. she's in a surprisingly good mood for it being like, the last week before possible bad end. ]
Hey - иди со мной. [ guess who has been practicing still? her pronunciation is probably off because she used a book to teach herself, but still. ]
week 0, ssssssaturday??
Though even as she does, she's managing
the world's heaviest sighs.
it's not an expression she wears in any place that has a lot of people though - something that she's only permitting herself when she thinks no one else is around]
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week one, monday
if anya doesn't come looking for her, beau will soon, but otherwise - catch her deadass asleep on the floor of her room. ]
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week one, friday
but that's what happens on friday.]
... should I go in...?
[she seems to be at an odds - only lingering outside the kitchen, which looks perfectly fine!
to everyone else]
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week one, post trial
don't mind beau's red-rimmed eyes and grinding teeth she's FINE. IT'S FINE. everything is fine. ]
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week 2, thursday
she has a shotgun strapped to her back so like. she seems to be trying to check other models, opening up the barrels for
yeah, bullets. the girl is looking for bullets. i'm sure it's fine.
- along with the weird feeling in beau's right hand, a constant pain where her knuckles meet her pinky and her index finger. there is probably nothing wrong.]
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w2, post trial
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week 3, tuesday
Beau! Anya is here.
[she doesn't want to slam into a barrier with all this food??]
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w6, monday
but - at some point, beau comes to find anya, wandering around. when she finds her, she waves cheerfully. she's in a surprisingly good mood for it being like, the last week before possible bad end. ]
Hey - иди со мной. [ guess who has been practicing still? her pronunciation is probably off because she used a book to teach herself, but still. ]
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