harrow.

[enfangs]

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week 0, saturday.

[enfangs]

[whenever harrow decides to skulk around the rec room, white is there, browsing through the collection of video games. when he notices her, he looks up, holding up a hand.]

Yo, Harrow. You here to watch a movie or something?

[bonetiddies]

I can't say that I was, no.

[The movie on TV is. . . something else. But she's also browsing through the board games, looking at all of them briefly and then putting them away.]

week 0, friday.

[enfangs]

[hi, harrow. she might catch white in the kitchen, heading in the direction of the sleeping bay/laundry room. his clothes look... oddly soaked?

which he looks rather annoyed by, but he'll give harrow a brief wave when he sees her.]

[bonetiddies]

[Why. . . is he soaked. Suspicious. She follows him.]

What happened to you?

week 0; post-trial

[bonetiddies]

[After trial, she can be found in the common room, lost in thought for a bit. She's having a sad glass of hot water on her own. Join her?]

[enfangs]

[harrow your hot water

he'll walk on over, though.]

Yo. Penny for your thoughts?

week 1, monday.

[enfangs]

[hello, harrow.

shortly after the party games, in which white might be at least a little drunk, harrow can catch him

staring very intently at a wall

before he punches it.]

—Ow!

[bonetiddies]

[What the fuck. She's just standing there, arms crossed, watching him, judging him.]

Do that again, and I'll lie - tell them I never saw you punch a thing at the next trial.

week 1, thursday.

[enfangs]

DID YOU DO THIS TO ME

[bonetiddies]

Do what?

week 1, thursday.

[enfangs]

[some time later...

knock knock, harrow! someone's at your door.]

Hey, Harrow, you in there?

[bonetiddies]

[She is. Though if she's in here she hasn't been in the medbay yet, so she's in no condition to get up. Fortunately, the door is open.]

week 2; garden

[bonetiddies]

[Does the garden work? Does White have a pollen allergy? Harrow is sitting on a bench, holding an envelope in her hands and looking at it like she has a headache.]

[enfangs]

[yea white has a pollen allergy and immediately keels over, vote harrow at this week's trial

no he's fine. when he sees harrow, he wanders over to her.]

What's up?

week 2; friday

[bonetiddies]

[As they both leave the music room at the same time, Harrow will just. . . quietly, awkwardly - ]

Do you know what that sort of music is called? It may help to know.

[enfangs]

[despite harrow basically cursing him to misfortune in this life and the next, white doesn't look particularly awkward to see her—he seems a bit annoyed, but he would've looked that way since they received the body announcement, at least.]

It's... some kind of brass orchestra, I think. It's the kind of music either nerds play in school or rich and pretentious people listen to professionally.

[disclaimer: white is not good at objectivity.]

week 3, friday.

[enfangs]

[somewhere in the void........ when white sees harrow, he holds up a hand.]

Yo. See anything?

[bonetiddies]

[Just grabbing White's hand, grabbing his other hand, bringing them close to her face and smelling them.]

week 4, monday.

[enfangs]

hey am i not supposed to talk to molly

[he had to

squint at molly's message a lot to understand]

[bonetiddies]

[It probably takes her a little bit to respond to this.]

Correct. I've told Molly to stay away from you for a week.

w4; tuesday

[bonetiddies]

White,

Could I ask you the name of your power from the labours task? I swear by the Tomb that I am not planning to murder you. I'm trying to figure out what happened at trial - among other odd uses of power this week.

[enfangs]

[there is a long pause before white responds, but.]

blind

w4; wednesday 6 hours after harrow's announcement

[enfangs]

are you still seeing him

[bonetiddies]

Who. Santa? Yes, he's still here.

w4; thursday afternoon

[bonetiddies]

[About 24 hours after White cursed her, texting back.]

Santa.

[enfangs]

sorry

week 4, saturday.

[enfangs]

[knocking on harrow's door if it's not open, but also probably even if it is.]

Harrow?

[bonetiddies]

[She'll get up and let him in. She looks kind of like shit, but not as bad as she did for a moment there. She's not wearing her face paint, which is different.]

Ah, come in.

w4; sunday

[bonetiddies]

I'm uncursed now, if you'd like to talk. Where are you?

[enfangs]

oh grats
kitchen

w5; monday

[bonetiddies]

Happy Monday.

[enfangs]

[there's a delay in response.]

thanks
for last week too

w5; friday

[bonetiddies]

[Harrow is wandering around the hallways, obviously in a nasty mood. But she'll nod at White when she sees him.]

[enfangs]

[he holds up a hand in acknowledgment.]

... I'd ask if you're okay, but I think the answer is pretty obvious.

w5; sunday

[enfangs]

hey you know a lot of the items going around right
got any ideas what to use my ability on

[bonetiddies]

I don't really know about items. Obviously the magnifying glasses if that works [But mods said it wouldn't] or someone's items from home?

You could make a second Frumpkin.

w5; tuesday

[bonetiddies]

[This can be an emotionshare pc still, but I'm setting it after the meeting. Anyway, find Harrow on the beach; she's enjoying it there, even though she's still fully dressed head to toe and isn't going in the water.

Anyway, Harrow's emotions are a general miasma of like bad vibes - she tends to be stressed and exhausted and have depression energy at all times - but when she runs into White she'll greet him with fond amusement.]

Hello.

[enfangs]

[it's fine, white's own general vibes aren't that dissimilar—agitated and tired and hollow past all that.

but the fond amusement gets a flicker of surprise from him, as well as like. reflexive defensiveness before it fades.]

Hey. [a beat.] I can't tell if you like the beach or hate it.

week 6, friday.

[enfangs]

[in the void, white is just. examining his arm?

when he sees harrow, though, he gives a wave.]

[bonetiddies]

[She waves back. She seems to be walking a little gingerly.]

White. Hello.

week 6, saturday.

[enfangs]

[white's in the kitchen, pressing things on the vending machine with his emotions impressively blank, as they've. basically been since trial end.]

sorry i thought i tagged this!!

[bonetiddies]

[She will come into the kitchen, too. She's a ball of nerves and negative energy, somehow, like a lot she was saving up through trial has just come to a head.]

. . . Are you all right?

w7; tuesday

[bonetiddies]

Very useful, don't talk about it.

[enfangs]

[after a pause:]

ok

week 7, thursday.

[enfangs]

hey you hear anything from the avatars since lust put up those signs

[bonetiddies]

No. But I believe it's the same as last time - some of them have gone exploring.

week 7, saturday.

[enfangs]

[white's not getting into the pods tonight after everything that happened, so he just settles for washing the blood off and bandaging up his wounds. there's really nothing he can do about his burned and cracked skin, but... well, hopefully that'll settle itself if everything goes well.

he's just wandering around tiredly when he sees harrow, at which point he holds up a hand in acknowledgment.]

Yo.

[bonetiddies]

[Yeah, Harrow is kind of messy tonight, but she's got to walk about for a few various things, so he can catch her a little later, looking tired.]

Hello.