school: byleth

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week 0, friday

[shaft]

FROM: undying@Wiwaldi.edu

Have you seen this?

[ attached is a semi-blurry (claude is still getting used to smart phones!) picture of dimitri... being chased by a goose? ]

[divineimpulse]

[.............]

Did he attack the geese.

W0, Tuesday

[divineimpulse]

[what a nice crisp fall day, sun bright in the sky, the perfect weather to

catch forty winks in the field, apparently. and byleth's eyes are sharp enough to spot him at a distance. uniform cap gently flapping in the breeze, she makes her way over to him, sitting down next to him once she arrives properly.]

Enjoying your nap?

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[ It is quite nice. Claude had stolen one of the blankets from the bonfire the previous night, and made himself quite cozy as he relaxes under the sun.

But not so relaxed that he doesn't notice Byleth's approach, though he doesn't open his eyes even as she sits down. ]

Skipping class, teach? How unlike you.

W0, Deathday Friday

[divineimpulse]

Are you safe?

[shaft]

Apparently. And you? Were you in your dorm last night?

W0, POST-EXECUTION

[divineimpulse]

Claude, would you like to meet?

I made tea.

[this works every time for some reason]

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Yeah. Give me a minute.

[ And indeed, he's knocking on the door to her dorm in a couple of minutes, looking a little tired and eager to get that tea. ]

W1 FRIDAY, POST-INVES

[divineimpulse]

Are you safe?

[shaft]

Yeah, I haven't even left my dorm.

You and Dimitri?

week 1, saturday

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FROM: undying@Wiwaldi.edu

Teach. What now?

THREE HOURS AGO spoon you're so patient and kind and good

[divineimpulse]

[...]

Claude, who do you truly think, without judgement, was our murderer, or murderers, today?

week 1, sunday, field

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[ Claude is still lingering on the field with Byleth, staring at the space where the stage had previously risen.

He doesn't think that he has anything to say. ]

[divineimpulse]

[similarly, byleth is nearby, still seated on the bleacher, having moved very little.

...

if claude looks back towards her, she pats the empty seating space next to her.]

W2, MONDAY

[divineimpulse]

Claude.

Please retrieve your undergarments from on top of the Spring dormitory.

[shaft]

[ closes eyes ]

Thanks for the heads up, teach.

W2, FRIDAY

[divineimpulse]

Are you safe?

[shaft]

Yeah.

You? How's your body?

[ and your mind, tbh ]

week 2, sunday

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Is he okay?

[divineimpulse]

He's not in any immediate danger.

W3, MONDAY

[divineimpulse]

[AT SOME POINT, Claude is probably innocently hanging around/being inside the SUB, when byleth catches him, and makes a direct u-turn to confront him. looks like she has a pretty important thing to discuss.]

Claude.

Would you take a sticker picture with me?

[shaft]

[ Claude was getting himself a Warm Beverage, looking surprised at the sudden request. ]

Picture? Sure. But now?

W3, FRIDAY

[divineimpulse]

Are you safe?

[shaft]

[ He very much considers ignoring this, because something about this show of concern feels so ingenuine after reliving his last memories of Fódlan so many times this week.

But information is information. ]

Something happened in our dorm.

Did you find anything?

week 3, sunday, library

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[ Claude is, as usual, nosing through the books in the library. But when he sees Byleth having a nice day, just vibing, he decides to interrupt that. ]

Professor. Enjoying some downtime?

[divineimpulse]

[ah.

trust claude to be the one in here when she thought no one else was.

she shuts the book she was perusing (theoretical physics), and folds her hands overtop of it, expression as passive as ever.]

Hello, Claude.

week 6, sunday, dorm

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[ Let's say they're at the dorm... Though Claude has packed up his stuff, he's sitting in Byleth's old room for the meantime. He probably asked her to talk. ]

Is Dimitri all healed up?

[divineimpulse]

He is.

[What an arrival...]

I couldn't have expected Kaine to just settle for yelling.

week 7, saturday, outside

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[ The night air is nice, and Claude is enjoying it, legs stretched out as he settles on one of the benches, leaning back and content with his thoughts.

He looks up when he hears footsteps, opening his eyes to see Byleth.

He's quiet just for a moment. ]

Back to war for you then, teach?

[divineimpulse]

[when Claude looks up, she pauses, but ultimately continues towards him, finally seating herself beside—then nods once.]

As soon as we leave here.