[ she wanders past him at some point in the morning after breakfast, not paying attention - she's playing with her fan, opening and closing it, holding it in different ways. it all seems like deliberate moves, though.
she seems to realize that she's passed by him after a second though, because she turns to catch his attention. ]
[ at some point on friday, beau comes wandering to find magnus. her knuckles are bloody and unwrapped and she - looks like she maybe has been in a fight or two, but. it's fine, she looks better than she did earlier, weirdly enough.
when she finds him, she takes a deep breath, and then: ] I'm sorry.
[ beau's wandering, which is why when she spots magnus and evan, she's happy to stop and say hello. she's still in mostly bad shape, with her left eye covered by her hair and phoenix's hay, her hand splinted, and her shoulder bandaged, but she seems to be able to walk okay.
she waves a bit with her not busted hand as she approaches. ]
[ beau is just tiredly making her way across the camp. she's just walking, she doesn't have any sort of goal. please join her on a sad unvictory lap, magnus. ]
[ it sure does suck today, which is why beau's hanging out in the arts and crafts room. when she glances over her shoulder and makes eye contact, the memshare just hits like a truck. sorry, magnus. oof. ]
[ she thinks maybe she'll just futz around in the woodworking shop for a bit, to try and refine the birds she's been making this week. she either finds magnus here or is already there when he arrives - either way, she just gives him a weary little smile. ]
week 0; arrival
Hey! I got a problem with you.
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That's not the first time I've heard that like, today - what's up, big guy?
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w0, friday
Hey, dude. Not exactly a good morning, but you know. Not like we're surprised.
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In a way, it's a relief to have the pretending over with already.
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week 0; post-trial
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anyway, she watches for a second, and then: ] Stress relief?
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w1, tuesday
she seems to realize that she's passed by him after a second though, because she turns to catch his attention. ]
Oh - hey, Magnus!
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Hey, Beau. How're you feeling?
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w1, friday
when she finds him, she takes a deep breath, and then: ] I'm sorry.
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[He's cleaned up in the meantime - he has a healed scar around his neck, but that's it.]
Don't be sorry. You okay? You get in a fight?
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w2; wednesday
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she waves a bit with her not busted hand as she approaches. ]
Magnus. What's up, man?
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w2, saturday
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Fuck, right?
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w3; monday
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w3, friday
When he sees Beau, he grimaces.]
Fuck.
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Yeah. Fuck. [ she says, hoarsely. ] Five people.
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w3; saturday
Whenever he finds her, he'll nod.]
So. I can offer you something to hit, or I can offer you a dog.
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... The dog might be nice.
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w4, friday
Hey. Here to blow off some steam too?
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Yeah. Extremely shitty Friday. Also, even though I like to pretend to be in touch with my feelings, sometimes I'm bad at letting others in.
[Huh.]
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week 4; sunday
Hey, so. I think I can fill you in on my power. I told Sanji the same partial info I told you, so if I tell you the rest of it, it's not doubling up.
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Yeah. Hit me. I think I gotta wait to tell you mine, but tomorrow.
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