shaft | school: lucretia

[ Claude is staring at his phone. He hates this a lot. ]

Do you suppose it's supposed to do that?

[ He has one the doggy filter. ]

[she's busy chasing down sakyou's horrible little self pre-curfew, but once they're all back in the dorm and settled-- time to bother the other injured springles. wherever claude is vibing for now, she comes to check on him, giving him a worried look-over.]

I know medical attention is in an unfortunate state here, but-- are you managing, at least?

[ well, that was awful. ]

Hey. Yesterday, when you were asking all of us about how we voted. Were you able to discern anything?

[ Claude's settled in the coffee house, trying to muster up the will to brave the cold by first having a warm cup of tea, when he hears Lucretia approaching.

He intends to look over, offer a lazy greeting but he doesn't get the chance (4:25 to 6:25). He blinks and they're back in Fódlan, the familiar sounds of the stables, and a familiar face standing in front of him.

The conversation sounds so long ago now, and when it vanishes from view, he's left blinking in the coffeehouse. ]

What...?

You've seen that note too, haven't you?

Once you get an answer on an amount-- I'd like to come with you. Don't let him just say to leave them for him.

[ Claude is in the coffeehouse with a cup of chamomile tea. It does not seem to be calming him down if the furious expression on his face is anything to go by. ]

Do you think she'll kill again?

[ Claude is standing at the lazy river, dunce cap on his head, peering at the water. ]

Calming, isn't it?

[ Claude will find Lucretia after all the toil and trouble, looking at her concernedly. ]

Lucretia... how're you feeling this morning?

[FAM WE ARE DYING IN THE DORM...

wherever claude is, she just takes a seat next to him. she's radiating exhaustion, anger, a little regret.]

I suppose we know where trying to find answers gets us, now.

Claude-

[hello where in the dorm is he, she's coming to find his ass, and the emotions she's projecting are-- absolutely full of relief.

she just holds up what looks like a visitor's pass, and gives him a little smile.]

Did you get a note from the daycare?

[ Claude is seated by the river! His feet in the water as he puzzles over a letter in his hand.

He'll wave Lucretia over. ]

Hard at work, ma'am?

[ Claude is in the Spring dorm, limping his way toward the second floor, leg bandaged from his ankle to his thigh. He knocks on the door to Lucretia's suite. ]

It's Claude.

week 1, tuesday, SOC 320

w1, thursday

week 2, sunday

week 3, monday, dorms

w3, later tuesday

week 3, saturday, dorm

week 4, monday, lazy

week 4, friday, dorm