misstrust | Hansa; Catch-all

[ She likes the forest, honestly. It's fairly quiet and if she ignores all the friendly woodland creatures, Dorothy can just focus on her own thoughts.

Her own very weary thoughts, made no lighter by what had transpired, and she's mid-sigh when she realizes there's actually someone just up ahead. ]

... Ah, my respectful dance partner. We meet again.

[Something eyepatched priest this way comes...and he's looking tired. Hansa's eye flits over to Dorothy as he enters the planetarium, before he just lets out a sigh.]

You know, I'm wondering if talking to the Leaders is a waste of time or not.

[Hey, here's a blanket fort.]

[One of the pillows goes toppling down. Hansa's arm reaches out from the mass of blankets and pillows, pointing to it.]

Hey, whoever is there. Can you hand that to me?

Edited 2020-10-17 02:50 (UTC)

[ Dorothy is barely awake at this point. But she's still awake enough to notice when a new presence makes itself known while she's just chilling in her pile of leaves. And-- ]

... A cat?

[ A cat?? ]

[ Dorothy is-- doing her best? Sure. She's just deciding to take a break and check out her new room and sit down before she's scolded, but when the door opens-- ]

Oh, Hansa!

[ She lights up. ]

[ Dorothy is just.

In their room.

On her bunk.

Face-down in a pillow.

Groaning.

Hi. ]

[ Oh. Hi, Hansa, here we are again.

Dorothy's frowning, apparently deep in pensive thought. Rupe, Rufus' little wolf thing, is just chilling by her feet and the miniature horse is pacing anxiously. ]

... What a disaster.

[Hey, roomie! You're looking....sick. Yeah, she's definitely not in a state to walk by herself - Hansa shakes his head as he approaches.]

Hello, Dorothy.
I'll help you out a little.
Let us go back.

[And he'll just bend down to scoop her up, without warning.]

Week 0, Sunday

Week 1 post execution

week 2, blanket fort time post body find

Week 3, Thursday

Week 4, Monday

Week 4, Sunday

Week 5, Friday

week 5 post trial