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daybreakacademy2019-11-11 02:20 am
lifeforced) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-11-11 02:20 am
some mostly-normal evenings and one rough night
A: (various days throughout the month, late afternoon/early evening, infirmary)
[By now, Rebecca's a semi-regular sight at the infirmary on some days of the week after her classes are done, and occasionally, it's her that you deal with rather than Ekkehardt or Hieke. Maybe they're not there right this moment. Maybe they're busy with someone that came in just before you, and you just need to kill a little time until they're done. Maybe they are available, but whatever you're there for is minor enough that they told you to see her instead. Or maybe you're there intending to see her specifically for whatever reason, even if it's not a medical one.
When not busy with any visitors or other things, she's been spending some of her time going over a handful of notes that had been taken for some of her classes and a few other things, but when she sees that she does have company, she sets that all aside, scoots off of the chair she's been sitting in, and walks over.]
Hey. Whatchat need?
B: (some sort of wildcard thing, evenings)
[After putting in some time at the infirmary, Becky has decided on taking walks rather than immediately heading back to the dorms.
There isn't any specific place that she goes on these walks. On some days, it's to the Grand Hall—more recently she's tended to gravitate toward it. On others days, it's the the library. Sometimes, it's simply to the cafeteria to get something to eat. Sometimes, she decides against taking a walk and just heads back to Lumière anyway.
In general, though, if it's anyplace she can reasonably be found, chances are good that she's there at some point.]
C: (overnight at some point in the middle of the month, Lumière 403 w/ Lia if she wakes up)
[In the middle of the night, one night, she wakes rather abruptly, bolting up into a sitting position and throwing the sheets off of herself; they weren't nearly as common as they had been before, but she still had occasional nightmares about the incident that took place ten years ago.
She always had trouble getting back to sleep right away whenever it happened, so rather than just sit there in her bed, she climbed out of it and sat at the desk below, waking her laptop from sleep mode—making sure it was muted and the brightness kept mostly down in an attempt to avoid waking Lia—and opening her email to see if she's missed anything from her parents over the past week or so, to maybe get caught up on things before she felt ready to try crashing again.]
[By now, Rebecca's a semi-regular sight at the infirmary on some days of the week after her classes are done, and occasionally, it's her that you deal with rather than Ekkehardt or Hieke. Maybe they're not there right this moment. Maybe they're busy with someone that came in just before you, and you just need to kill a little time until they're done. Maybe they are available, but whatever you're there for is minor enough that they told you to see her instead. Or maybe you're there intending to see her specifically for whatever reason, even if it's not a medical one.
When not busy with any visitors or other things, she's been spending some of her time going over a handful of notes that had been taken for some of her classes and a few other things, but when she sees that she does have company, she sets that all aside, scoots off of the chair she's been sitting in, and walks over.]
Hey. Whatchat need?
B: (some sort of wildcard thing, evenings)
[After putting in some time at the infirmary, Becky has decided on taking walks rather than immediately heading back to the dorms.
There isn't any specific place that she goes on these walks. On some days, it's to the Grand Hall—more recently she's tended to gravitate toward it. On others days, it's the the library. Sometimes, it's simply to the cafeteria to get something to eat. Sometimes, she decides against taking a walk and just heads back to Lumière anyway.
In general, though, if it's anyplace she can reasonably be found, chances are good that she's there at some point.]
C: (overnight at some point in the middle of the month, Lumière 403 w/ Lia if she wakes up)
[In the middle of the night, one night, she wakes rather abruptly, bolting up into a sitting position and throwing the sheets off of herself; they weren't nearly as common as they had been before, but she still had occasional nightmares about the incident that took place ten years ago.
She always had trouble getting back to sleep right away whenever it happened, so rather than just sit there in her bed, she climbed out of it and sat at the desk below, waking her laptop from sleep mode—making sure it was muted and the brightness kept mostly down in an attempt to avoid waking Lia—and opening her email to see if she's missed anything from her parents over the past week or so, to maybe get caught up on things before she felt ready to try crashing again.]
b, lumière
It's late, isn't it? Was something going on?
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She finds herself a place to sit, not wanting to retreat to her room just yet.]
It's not that much later than normal, is it?
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[Wanting to try to stay off the subject of alcohol, though, Becky glances at the vial.]
So, what's that, there?
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She doesn't say any of that, though.]
Do you have to dispose of it, though? If you think it'll still do what it's supposed to do, couldn't you just save it for when you could use it?
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C
She hears the movement and sits up, rubbing her eyes.]
Becky?
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Can't sleep. [Also unaware as to if Lia had heard (or possibly even seen) just how quickly she'd gotten up, she's assuming that it was the bit of noise made in getting out of her bed that had done the trick.]
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[So, there's that out there at least.]
You okay?
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[There's a brief pause. She knows Lia's going to ask what's up, or if she can do anything, or something.]
But it was just a nightmare, nothing to really worry about. [It might not be hard to guess what it was about.] I'm just... gonna do some stuff for a bit then try to get back to sleep.
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If or when Lia does come down from her own bed, she'll likely see that Becky still has her email open, though Becky keeps text sizes down whenever possible, so she won't be able to make anything out; if she wants to try to look, she'd have to get closer. Alternatively, if she's curious, she can just ask.]