Dion

[rosebleed]

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WEEK 0: First Saturday

[rosebleed]

[okay well i'm ripping off francy then

Except it's in the showers because no one was brave enough to tag me there.]

Excuse me? Is anyone there?

[A wee hand waves over the top of a stall.]

I don't seem to have soap in here?

[agamid]

[ help me ]

Ah. [ this is so inappropriate ] Yes, of course. I shall retrieve some.

[ ... ]

You ought to be careful with the water. It does not run indefinitely.

[rosebleed]

Thank you, kind sir!

[Except he brings up an alarming new issue.]

What?

[SHHHT.

The water immediately stops running.]

week 0, monday, sim room

[agamid]

[ Dion is floating in a dark room. Is it... sensory deprivation therapy?

If it is, it's not working. Rosamund will get hit with a vague sense of nausea. ]

[rosebleed]

[Okay well she was having a good morning until she suddenly feels like vomiting. Luckily this sudden surprise sensation thing has made itself apparent already, and seeing no one nearby in the hall she does think to enter the simulation chamber.

Politely.]

Knock knock? [Peeeeeering inside.] Everything all right in here?

week 0, friday, titan's call

[agamid]

[ SWEET ROSAMUND how could this happen :tears:

Dion is definitely looking for her though. Is she okay, are her briars acting up... ]

[rosebleed]

[They aren't, because she's not dying. On the other hand?]

Dion?

[They catch each other in the hall. She runs to him stopping shy of collision or contact of any kind, though her hands shake in the air between them.]

I can't find the bodies.

week 1, monday, the cliffs (strihira)

[agamid]

[ the goat gazes over the cliffs ]

[rosebleed]

[you had to find the derpiest looking goat too, didn't you]

Oh! What are you doing here. [Rosamund approaches the goat, holding a hand out to sniff.] Are lost, sweet thing?

WEEK 1: Thursday

[rosebleed]

[okay I'm free from capitalism now

Which is to say that after the calamity settles Rosamund tails Dion to wherever he might be nursing his wounds with a slowly cooling cup of takeout tea.]

Your Highness?

[agamid]

[ and i'm free from napping

he is being cozy in the rec room ]

Princess Rosamund. [ gives her a nod ] We gave you quite a fright it seems.

week 2, monday, the lodge (anoria)

[agamid]

[ They're at the lodge. Dion is cold and miserable about it, but doing his best.

He will walk over with a cider for Rosamund! ]

Princess, would you care for a warm drink?

[rosebleed]

[Hey that makes two of them. Discomfort is for the commoners.

Rosamund has bundled up with many layers from the ship's endless clothing supply, looking like a very lovely fleece burrito wedged into an armchair. Two dainty hands emerge to accept.]

Oh that would be delightful, thank you Dion! You're so considerate.

week 3, monday, titan's call

[agamid]

[ When Rosamund steps foot into Titan's Call on this fine Monday, she'll have only a second to acknowledge that Dion is there at the bar, when a rift swallows them both, taking them from the ship to a grandiose audience chamber.

And there, ever like a serpent, Annabella smiles at you.

You were only eleven when she married your father, and it had been clear from the moment she stepped foot into the castle that she had no love for you, and that she viewed you as little more than an obstacle in her quest for power and prestige. It bothered you little, since you hardly cared to pursue either of those things for yourself, and you owed it to your father to treat his wife with respect.

Then she stripped you of your title as crown prince. Then, she placed her son as a puppet with which to rule the throne.

And now, she fills your fathers head with lies, stealing from you the only family you have ever known.

And it burns. You have ever been a loyal servant and a dutiful son, but you cannot let this woman bring your family and your country to ruin.

With that resolve, the memory fades. ]

[rosebleed]

[She barely has time or air to breathe.

The scene is a chilly one, to be sure. No comfort to be had in the high halls and exquisite art, and no love between family.

Her shoulders hitch as the woman lays down her accusations. As Dion is forced to listen, do nothing as this woman debases him.]

That's enough! [She shouts, but of course the memory keeps playing. She should know better, she's done this sort of thing before, but it rankles her so much.

And what of this "Bahamut" she keeps referring to?

When the vision fades she moves to his side at once, one hand to his shoulder.]

Dion, was that your stepmother?

[Were ALL stepmothers evil?]

WEEK 3: Saturday

[rosebleed]

[She enters. Rosamund has typically entered this space with hesitations and open minds. There had always been something that tugged at her about the situation. The unnaturalness of the motives.

But the sheen of coerced killing is wearing quite thin.

She enters red eyed, but livid. Oh, it's still contained. She's not one for flying into rages, particularly when she's had the time to think it through. But the emotion bleeds from her in such thick waves you could believe it was the first week all over again.

She stares Dion down.]

You didn't have to do that.

[agamid]

[ he's sitting in his cell, and he meets her calmly. ]

Do what?

WEEK 5: Monday

[rosebleed]

Dion, what is the Kn*tting Nest?

[A terrible dread has prevented her from entering, and only now is someone passing by to help. Also she's wrapped a scarf around her neck which is quickly staining an oily brown.]

[agamid]

[ sweet rosamund... dion is also wearing an oily tank top. they are all so sexy this week.

anyway. ]

It is a cozy if slightly off putting little room. [ ... ] I think you might rather like it.

week 6, monday, drippin debussy

[agamid]

[ here they are... it is so majestic and lovely

except for the flesh and bones ]

This is a remarkably lovely space. [ looking around ] If a little overcome with greenery.

you would take me here

[rosebleed]

I'll welcome any sign of nature. [That isn't trying to kill them.] It reminds me of the gardens at home. Before things...well.

[She takes his arm and smiles warmly.]

I think we've had enough of poking old bruises.

week 6, thursday, bootanical gardens

[agamid]

[ hi rosamund! he is just chilling in the gardens, having some tea

he will smile at her ]

Rosamund, are you well?

[rosebleed]

[Bleak]

I...thought I should be asking you?

week 7, endgame

[agamid]

[ he is oozing on a couch ]

I am out of practice for a full day's battle.

[rosebleed]

[Joins him for oozing. but like respectably. She will not sibling flop, that is too presumptuous.]

Honestly, same? It's usually over much more quickly for me.

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