Anaxa

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W1: Saturday

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[ As soon as they're free of the morgue, she heads out, desperate for air that isn't stained with blood. ]

[anaxagoreia]

[ It's quiet, especially outside.

He looks at her. Then decides. ]

...How about we visit the field?

[ Anaxagoras goes to steer them towards the central field by leading ahead. ]

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[ She doesn't offer any resistance to the suggestion, following along. ]

Okay.

[anaxagoreia]

[ Once they arrive, he will turn to look at her. ]

If you want to speak on what happened, you have the opportunity.

[ Anaxagoras isn't the type of person to uplift others in his own opinion, but he's a Professor still - and teachers can guide or listen to fellow folk. ]

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[Where does she start? It takes her a minute to collect her thoughts, scattered and messy as they are.

What she watched was horrific, gore pouring out of a person's body.]

... It's scary, not knowing and not understanding why any of this is happening. I don't want any of us to hurt each other.

What do we do?

W2: Monday

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[ She's found an extra coat to put over her usual outfit, but it's extremely obvious she's not used to this sort of cold as she makes her way to the new buildings. ]

[anaxagoreia]

[ Anaxagoras is not accustomed to the freezing cold, either, but he is braving it nonetheless.

With a slightly grumpy attitude, all the while - though he happens to find her heading towards the new buildings, and decides to speak up. ]

It seems this place is fond of unpleasant surprises.

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I'd like at least one pleasant one for everything we've gone through.

[There's a little pause, and then a smile.]

It's pretty amazing to see the "seasons" change. [Like "season" is a completely foreign word to her.]

[anaxagoreia]

Hmph. Right?

[ Though, that being said, something else she said has drawn his attention to it immediately... ]

...You're not used to witnessing seasons change?

week 3, monday

[anaxagoreia]

[ A greenhouse...

What are the chances of this being around? Anaxagoras himself is going through the area, taking the chance to gaze upon the immediate surroundings to take them in.

Apparently so is someone else. ]

...It looks quite unfortunate.

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I wonder why this building looks so abandoned...

[ The other ones don't look like they're in such a state of disrepair. ]

[anaxagoreia]

[ They sure don't! ]

It could be that there was something that happened to make it this way. A great incident of some type?

[ Something that would keep people from getting near it for a long amount of time. Probably before any of the chaos here settled down in earnest. ]

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If the morgue is a replica from home... [ It takes her a moment before she offers her suggestion ] ...maybe something happened to the greenhouse before it came here.

W3: Saturday

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[She's gathered herself enough to start walking back to the boarding house, but she still looks shaken.]

[anaxagoreia]

[ Anaxagoras has...calmed down from all of that. But, he is not certain that is the same for everyone else.

He manages to catch Nozomi along the way. ]

...It has been a long day, hasn't it?

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[She looks over at him
... And nods.]

It has.

I hope... We don't have to see anyone else die tomorrow.

[anaxagoreia]

Hopefully not.

Even if we can't predict what will happen.

[ But...there is a pause as he considers something, then continues: ]

Though, the best action we can take is whatever we can to stop it.

week 4, pre-curfew

[anaxagoreia]

[ Anaxagoras is in the infirmary after having been attended to. He has grabbed some extra blankets and even a pillow to help make himself even more comfortable at some point...

He then sees he has a visitor. He looks pale still, but he is well awake and ready to greet her. ]

...Nozomi. Did you have any questions?

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[ That's about where she thought they would all be. ]

Hello, it's really good to see you're awake. Do you need anything?

[anaxagoreia]

[ He would sure like to have a way out of here already.

But that is a vibe all of them are holding right about now, he's certain. ]

...Maybe something to drink. Hmm, water might be best.

Though, it isn't like I should make anyone run around for myself.

[ Granted, he is still recovering from having passed out from shock/sheer pain...asking and accepting help is natural. But honestly people don't usually attend to him even when he's falling apart because usually they're not aware or that is the point, rip. ]

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[ Everybody wants to get outta here (rattles the bars of the cage). ]

Please don't worry about that. It's only natural to take care of people when they've gone through so much.

[ She will go and get him a cup of water. ]

W5: Monday

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[ It's strange to see the sky like this. After years of being under an artificial one, and then a few weeks of this place's, she's clearly taken in with the way the shooting stars race across the twilight.

She's unaware of the wish that's made it's way to Anaxagoras. I wish I was alive. ]

[anaxagoreia]

[ Anaxagoras feels a staggering amount of surprise when he so happens to see the wish with her name on it, stopping what he was doing while he had been out and about... ]

You don't believe you're alive?

[ ...oh, the irony.

Can he really say the same of himself, actually? ]

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[ She looks over at him, looking startled. But there's something about the atmosphere here that makes her want to answer instead of shoving the question away and deflecting. ]

I know how I died before I arrived here. I thought this was the afterlife for a little while.

[anaxagoreia]

[ ...How many people arrived here after death?

Anaxagoras figured it might have been possible when he saw the 'wish' that it was not in a literal sense. But, it truly was. ]

And so it wasn't.

...I suppose I may know what that is like.

[ Standing out here amongst the plants, somehow saying that is a bit easier than before. ]

Was it as a result of a battle?