constellates | [ anya and hunter gonna be besties ]

[anya's back in the ballroom on saturday evening! it looks like she's grabbed a book from the library and she's even going to be humming along with the background music at this point, because she's gotten to know the song so well. she's in the middle of moving a chair from the dining table to set it up riiiight in front of the tall tall windows -

when she notices hunter passing by for whatever reason]

Oh! Извините... Excuse me. Do you have time...?

[It's late in the evening when Hunter leaves the mansion again to get some air. He's... Hm, taken a set of pool cues from the billiards room and is using them as makeshift crutches. The reason for that is clear enough; one of his legs is gone from the knee down. Which isn't exactly rare this week, but he doesn't seem like he's looking for it at all, either. Weird.

Either way, he's distracted by Anya's socked foot hopping along past him. On instinct, he takes one of the pool cues and sets it down quickly on the sock so it can't Escape. Once that's done, he glances her way.]

I'm gonna go ahead and guess this is yours?

[Given the fact that she has a matching sock.]

[Two teens walk into a kitchen...

And it's completely wrecked, from the looks of it. Hunter, in patchwork clothing with straw falling out of it for whatever reason, surveys the damage as he takes a step inside, his expression concerned.]

What could have happened in here...?

[He glances Anya's way with a small frown, wanting to see how she's taking this in.]

[what is UP

anya is HERE in the library, actually. she's looking at cookbooks even as she has her bandaged hand held close to her

does

does she mean to go straight into the kitchen after losing her fingies]

[It's about halfway through the day when Hunter heads into the kitchen. There's some light excitement about this; as crazy as things are, it's nice to take a break like this with a friend. He's tired by now, but if there's any lingering stress there, it's... pushed away, somehow.

He offers her a smile as soon as he sees her, raising a hand in greeting.]

So, what's on the menu?

[shit happens so much.

somehow she's managed to get away from ayabe for the time being, probably because she desperately needed the time to cry, and even now she's trying not to but - ah, it's hard. she doesn't expect to find someone else in the garden even as she wipes away at her face with the back of her gloved hand -

and then pauses, straightening]

Hunter...?

[When Anya finally finds him, he's in the basement. He wanted to find the place where the least people would look for him, and his first thought is the morgue, but - he can't. Not right now.

If she comes into the wine cellar, she'll find him sitting near one of the racks. It's clear he's been crying, but now he's just... Silent, staring at the opposite wall. That is, until he sees her, and he springs up immediately.]

Sorry - sorry, I'll leave—

[He's exploring the new areas this week, and the astronomy tower is one of his favorites of the rooms that have opened. When he sees Anya inside the room as he enters, he hesitates, but - unlike yesterday, he doesn't attempt to leave immediately. There's a pause of a few seconds before he speaks.]

...Nice view, huh?

[It's around seven or so that he heads into the kitchen. He's looking around for a few people and Anya is one of them, so he gives her a smile when he sees her.]

Hey. Did you miss being able to cook for everyone?

[There was the pizza, but.]

[somehow

in the middle of everything

hunter is going to smell pizza coming from the kitchen]

[He's happy that everything worked out so well, but... There's a part of this that's bittersweet, too. He's wandering around the area a last time, not quite certain how to spend this last evening, but when he sees Anya—]

...Hey.

week 0, saturday

w1, monday.

w1, friday.

week 1, post-trial

w2, tuesday.

week 2, friday

w2, sunday.

w3, monday.

w6, monday.