[ it's a new day... and it is not a new revolving door, but sebastian is standing here looking at it and debating another attempt at exiting the building anyway.
which may or may not be related to how much he hates his giant bathroom here. ]
[ sebastian is just standing around in the lobby and looking at the floor... though he'll look up when approached, and wipe his eyes on the back of his glove. ]
[ sebastian is going to be opening the door to his room a little more cautiously than he would have a few days ago, but he relaxes when he sees who it is. (bless her for supporting his questionable grudge.) ]
[ welp. wherever lup currently is on the floor, sebastian's eventually going to come sit down nearby. he should probably be glad cloud isn't actually dead, but this still just sucks.]
[ sebastian will head over to say hi to lup whenever he sees her!
...and with a puff of stardust, she will see a familiar cravat aficionado in a scene extending from here at 9:00 to 13:16 (minus the section from 10:35 to 11:38 while he's off making a phone call). ]
[okay, well first, she just has to take a second, because she unfortunately is very fond of miles edgeworth, and when he speaks, it kind of. takes her out, a bit. lup closes her eyes for a second, sucking in a breath, and then... brushes off the stardust...]
Oh, look at you go. [she says, a little faintly, smiling.] Haha. Don't pay any attention to him, he's a brat.
[ sebastian's just keeping to his room today for the most part... but he's not opposed to company either, so he'll go and get the door whenever lup comes by. slowly. the healing deal she made for him helped a lot, but he's still pretty banged up, and everything still hurts.
his eyes are red from crying, but at this point that's probably to be expected. ]
[ sebastian will track lup down after the execution... this one was really rough on a lot of them, and he's not sure if having the station right there makes it better or worse. ]
[she's probably sitting in the lobby staring at the doors that lead the station, actually! she's got a flask. when she hears sebastian, her ear flicks, and she glances back at him.]
[lup is in the solarium! she has a cup of coffee, and she's sitting in the sun, just. quietly. she is soaking it in. she has a half-finished flower crown in her lap but she's like, a cat, so she got distracted by sunbathing.]
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[ awkwardly takes her hand and gets dragged off then!! ]
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What do you want to eat? Anything you can think of.
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which may or may not be related to how much he hates his giant bathroom here. ]
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Whaaatcha looking at.
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week 0 friday
I guess everyone besides me was right, huh.
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Well, it's not like we wanted to be. [she says, ear flicking.] Sorry, bud.
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Oh. Um, hey.
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Hey, kiddo. You doing okay?
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week 1, saturday post-trial
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Hey...!!!
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Oh, look at you go. [she says, a little faintly, smiling.] Haha. Don't pay any attention to him, he's a brat.
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his eyes are red from crying, but at this point that's probably to be expected. ]
Hi...
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for the first time all afternoon, the anger just drops out of her when she sees him. she frowns a little.]
... Hey, boo. Are you feeling okay? Other than the obvious.
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Tour time! Come along, child.
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[ he's been looking forward to this one a lot, actually, so he will follow without complaint! ]
Everything's like you remembered it?
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Hey...
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he'll open the door for her and step aside to let her in. ]
Oh...! Thanks.
Um... we can use the judge's bench for a table.
[ that's just what he does now. he'll pull the office chair over. ]
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w6, MONDAY
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w6, THURSDAY
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week 6, friday
H-hey... how are you feeling?
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Oh, you know. Like garbage. I'm functional. [...] You okay?
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week 7, monday night
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... Hey, boo. You holding up okay? [she seems a little less stressed out, at least.]
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week 7, tuesday night
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she's sitting on a table, staring at the bookshelves. she doesn't really notice him come in.]
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THE FINAL SATURDAY
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We did it!
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