[Since I was slow at making this, it's after the NPCs arrive! Amelia's standing some ways away from the McDonald's, after everything has settled down. Her arms are folded and she seems to be reflecting on the day's events.]
So the bad guys really showed themselves... just to talk?
[It's really weird that no one wanted to fight her!!]
[Amelia was just running through the streets like crazy, looking around frantically... but she sees Haru standing there and slows down to walk over until she's standing next to him.
He is staring?? Ok. She will look out in the direction he's staring in and maybe also stare. Are we even looking at something?]
[ no, there's literally nothing there. he appears to be staring into the abyss.
though he suddenly startles when he realizes she's there, jumping slightly. and then she gets pushed by what appears to be the surface of a brief, large, iridescent bubble — aka, a barrier. ]
[Some time after execution, Haru can find Amelia around somewhere! She seems kind of deep in thought... then realizes he's there, quickly rubs her eyes, and turns to greet him with a weak smile.]
Oh, Haru! These past few days have been kind of a lot, huh? How are you feeling?
[Hey Haru, you enjoying the new areas? So is Amelia, but unfortunately, there are pigs and it's mem time.]
MEMORY: ASSASSINS
It was supposed to be a secret meeting, until it was interrupted by assassins. You flee to the courtyard alongside your cousin, a thin and handsome young man, and your father, a man very much the opposite in stature.
BOOM!
An explosion from the guesthouse you just fled from splinters the door and two silhouettes appear in the destroyed doorway. Four silver daggers shoot from their direction and tear through the air toward your father.
"Look out!" someone yells.
In that moment, you deftly swipe your cape. There's a flash of white light before three of the daggers go clattering to the ground. Your father catches the fourth with his bare hand, then drops it without ceremony.
"HOLY CRAP!" the assassins yell in unison.
"Fools!" you roar, pointing an angry finger at the assassins. "You have turned your backs against heavenly truth by sullying your hands with evil! Watch your instruments of destruction break before my Justice!"
There you stand, fiery and defiant, and about 140 percent more dramatic than is necessary. And in a moment of epic glory, you actually begin rising into the air.
... Or not. In reality, your father has grabbed you by the back of your cape and lifted you up like a kitten.
"Stand aside, Amelia," he booms. "This is no place for a little girl." Then he tosses you aside. You land gracefully, not once faltering in your fearless dignity.
One of the assassins takes this opportunity to charge at your father, who squares his shoulders and prepares to lock horns.
"Foooools!" he roars imperiously and swings his tightly clenched fist at the assassin.
POW!
The assassin practically bounces off his fist and goes flying into a wall, hitting it with an audible crunch and then sliding down to the floor in a heap.
"I know not why you support this conspiracy!" he booms, stepping towards his attacker. He then launches into a long, solemn speech... to a guy who appears to be dead, judging by the severe angle at which his neck is bent. "Have you no family!?" he demands of the corpse. "Open your eyes!"
He does not open his eyes.
"Morally abasing yourselves in this manner brings your family nothing but grief and shame! I care not for unnecessary violence." He points to the other assassins. "If you look into your own hearts and reflect, and leave this place at once, I shall hold no grudge against you!"
The other assassins run over to check on their dead partner. One feels for a pulse; the others mumble among themselves, and all of them glance at your father.
[In the warehouse district, Amelia can be seen sitting on the roof of her team's warehouse with her feet dangling over the edge. She's looking up at the not-so-ominous sky thoughtfully... but glance down, then waves cheerfully when she sees Haru.]
Weekend 0, Sunday
So the bad guys really showed themselves... just to talk?
[It's really weird that no one wanted to fight her!!]
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Bad guys. [ hmmm. ] They seemed like middle management.
[ he sounds slightly annoyed by this. ]
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Did you learn anything interesting from them?
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w0 ; fri
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[ maybe he's too focused Staring to notice her. ]
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He is staring?? Ok. She will look out in the direction he's staring in and maybe also stare. Are we even looking at something?]
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though he suddenly startles when he realizes she's there, jumping slightly. and then she gets pushed by what appears to be the surface of a brief, large, iridescent bubble — aka, a barrier. ]
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Week 1, Friday
I'm so sorry Haru
It's okay if you need some time
Just remember that you're not alone!
I'm here for you if you need anything, okay?
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thanks
not much we can do right now
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I promise I'll do everything I can to find the truth tomorrow!
For now, make sure you rest and take care of yourself
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w3 ; tues
he doesn't look super bothered, but he still looks it over with a frown. ]
I don't trust places like this anymore... [ they're probably full of saws, horses, and sharks. ]
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[She's peering around cautiously, as if expecting something to be hiding in the shadows...]
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[ he's also not the type to find this ~spooky~ so it's fine. he reaches out for one of the headstones, his fingers stalling when it fizzles. ]
...I thought it was weird for a gravestone to be here. We're all dead.
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Week 3, Friday
Are you okay, Haru? That was kind of... a lot.
[Hilariously, Amelia is seemingly more okay with finding actual dead body parts than she was with the scary stories from last night.]
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he stops staring at his phone enough to blink over with a soft sigh. ]
...It's fine. [ IT'S FINE. ] But it was good that you were there. ...Thanks. Sorry.
[ for being useless against a bunch of lions!!!!! ]
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[She offers him a hopefully encouraging smile!]
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Week 3, Sunday
Oh, Haru! These past few days have been kind of a lot, huh? How are you feeling?
Week 4, Tuesday
BOOM!
An explosion from the guesthouse you just fled from splinters the door and two silhouettes appear in the destroyed doorway. Four silver daggers shoot from their direction and tear through the air toward your father.
"Look out!" someone yells.
In that moment, you deftly swipe your cape. There's a flash of white light before three of the daggers go clattering to the ground. Your father catches the fourth with his bare hand, then drops it without ceremony.
"HOLY CRAP!" the assassins yell in unison.
"Fools!" you roar, pointing an angry finger at the assassins. "You have turned your backs against heavenly truth by sullying your hands with evil! Watch your instruments of destruction break before my Justice!"
There you stand, fiery and defiant, and about 140 percent more dramatic than is necessary. And in a moment of epic glory, you actually begin rising into the air.
... Or not. In reality, your father has grabbed you by the back of your cape and lifted you up like a kitten.
"Stand aside, Amelia," he booms. "This is no place for a little girl." Then he tosses you aside. You land gracefully, not once faltering in your fearless dignity.
One of the assassins takes this opportunity to charge at your father, who squares his shoulders and prepares to lock horns.
"Foooools!" he roars imperiously and swings his tightly clenched fist at the assassin.
POW!
The assassin practically bounces off his fist and goes flying into a wall, hitting it with an audible crunch and then sliding down to the floor in a heap.
"I know not why you support this conspiracy!" he booms, stepping towards his attacker. He then launches into a long, solemn speech... to a guy who appears to be dead, judging by the severe angle at which his neck is bent. "Have you no family!?" he demands of the corpse. "Open your eyes!"
He does not open his eyes.
"Morally abasing yourselves in this manner brings your family nothing but grief and shame! I care not for unnecessary violence." He points to the other assassins. "If you look into your own hearts and reflect, and leave this place at once, I shall hold no grudge against you!"
The other assassins run over to check on their dead partner. One feels for a pulse; the others mumble among themselves, and all of them glance at your father.
They run.
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he flinches back to reality. the violence is still kind of a lot for someone like him, but even so, ]
...Your dad is pretty cool too.
[ RUNS IN THE FAMILY ]
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w4 ; sunday
...Hey.
w6 ; mon
Hey. [ does she wanna skate, or should they just get some hot choco and stuff ]
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[She waves as she's running out onto the ice and sliding across it on her boots. Then she sees that he has actual skates.]
Where'd you get those?
[She didn't look around first, she just ran out onto the ice.]
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Week 6, Saturday
I should have guessed you'd be here.
[a little smile.]
Livio... told me a little.
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...Yeah. I'm glad. [ it would be worse to keep her in the dark. ylfa knows too, of course. ] Sorry. For dragging you guys into things.
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Week 7, Friday But Actually It's Wednesday Again
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Hey.
[ he'll just stay where he is, looking up at her. ]
...You good up there?
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