( week three ) ➙ magilou

[ Monday night, in their hut. There are very few nights like this that don't lead to Magilou chatting incessantly. Slowly, Lucina has adjusted to it, even to the point of enjoying their little talks. It's better than being by herself, certainly -- even if she's grown somewhat comfortable with solitude.

So, here we go. Once the food storage visits halt for the night... ]

Would you like to get some sleep, Magilou?

[ She already knows the answer. ]

( week three ) ➙ akira

[ For the second time in however many weeks, she finds herself knocking on his door. There are a few key differences; first, and more prevalently, is the somewhat awkward nature of the knock. She's still getting her bearings with her non-dominant arm.

Patiently, Lucina waits, if he even wants to open his door to her.

The investigation was quite harrowing, but has opened her eyes to a few things. ]

( week four ) ➙ all dieday's eve

[ On Thursday evening, once curfew falls, the following are assembled in Bellamy and Serph's hut: the residents themselves, Magilou and Lucina, and Akira. For Lucina's part, she's seated on the floor, and it's about as awkward as she typically gets, being a composed sort.

Occasionally, she sneaks concerned glances at Akira and Bellamy, before her eyes inevitably fall back to wherever Magilou is... Magilou-ing.

To her roommate, Lucina mouths, ]

Say something.

[ It's super subtle. No, really. ]

( week five ) ➙ magilou

[ For Lucina, the evening can't come quickly enough. She's apprehensive, not quite irritable, in ways that are invisible to all but those who know her the best know.

Fortunately, the ones that do - Magilou, Bellamy - have also kept her secrets.

She ends up back in her hut after breakfast. It's a surprise that she's not alone, admittedly. ]

... Magilou.

[ First thing's first. Lucina quickly glances over her shoulder, out toward the beach, before locking their door. ]

I am going to need your assistance tonight.

[ MAMA'S GOIN' MURDERING

i'm so sorry ]