[ hello erin!! on this fine (?) culty monday, she can find rondo outside of the cabin area! he's sitting plopped on the ground with a big old sword in his lap, and he's cutting up - what looks like the remains of one of those white robes, into strips.
he looks up! and when he sees erin, he immediately smiles and waves. ]
Good morning, Miss Erin! Did you sleep alright?
[ there's a little ink patch on the front patch of his cloak, that casually spells out the words - Not realizing sooner. ]
[ if erin in her exploring happens to come by the barn today, she might see rondo there! he's currently standing with the pretty horse, and has a brush in his hand as he brushes out its coat. the horse seems to vibe with this.
when he realizes he has company, he pauses briefly in his motions and waves with his free hand. ]
anyway it's later in the evening on wednesday and rondo's no longer at the island ceremony. he's sitting by the water at the beach, curled up - really only recognizable because his cloak's hood is pulled up over his head and the sacred flame symbol on the back stands out like a sore thumb.
it's a very solitary moment, an unusual one for someone who tends to be the center of most social gatherings of the group. he has his arms around his knees, and as you get closer, you might here him... mumbling. ]
... it's just odder to hear you laugh. [ rondo's voice is soft and wet, vulnerable - there's a tiny laugh. whatever he's seeing disagrees, and he flinches. ] Yes, sir. I... no, I can - I can...
[ i hate to drop another sad rondo tag on you but that's what this is
rondo is at the pyre again after the posters appear. he's got a wet cloth pressed his cheek, and is pretty much just staring into the blue fire, mouth pulled into a tight line, shoulders stiff, though his expression is like - clearly, obviously upset, his brows knit together.
rondo's...here! he actually probably hasn't left the pyre much, just kind of. sitting here, vibrating a little bit, and once people have cleared out, he comes up to the edge of the barrier and says - ]
on sunday, rondo seems to be doing much better than he was yesterday. he's puffy eyed and tired, but he's sitting in the gacha store, spinning the little wheel... and eventually taking out a little capsule! it's.... a geto!
So this is it? No hidden tricks nor anything bad in this place?
[She is exploring Costco! She had gone there, wary of what put the 'scare' in Scareco, but so far...? Nothing terrible has happened yet. There she is, staring at a slice of pizza, looking at it like she expects it to be devious and dangerous]
Rondo, have you noticed anything off about this place?
[ what a day. erin can catch rondo outside of the dojo, after all is said and done! he's sitting down outside, stretching, sans his cloak and with his uniform collar open. he's still a little injured, but he seems relatively okay?
his emotional vibe is like. tangled up and messy, sad and tired, but... he's ok, all things considered. he looks up when he sees erin, though, and gives her a little smile and a nod of his head. ]
[ we're in delululemon today! and rondo is looking at one of the mirrors. he's a jock, so looking at athletic clothes is normal for him, but... in the mirror, his alternate self looks like
this!
he's wearing a little fancy rich boy outfit, with ruffled sleeves poking through a very expensive looking coat, and a cravat, standing tall and proud. rondo himself, who is currently in his knight ardante uniform, raises and lifts his own arm as the him in the mirror also raises and lifts his own arm. what. ]
week 0, mon
he looks up! and when he sees erin, he immediately smiles and waves. ]
Good morning, Miss Erin! Did you sleep alright?
[ there's a little ink patch on the front patch of his cloak, that casually spells out the words - Not realizing sooner. ]
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week 1, mon
when he realizes he has company, he pauses briefly in his motions and waves with his free hand. ]
Good morning, Miss Erin.
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week 1, weds
anyway it's later in the evening on wednesday and rondo's no longer at the island ceremony. he's sitting by the water at the beach, curled up - really only recognizable because his cloak's hood is pulled up over his head and the sacred flame symbol on the back stands out like a sore thumb.
it's a very solitary moment, an unusual one for someone who tends to be the center of most social gatherings of the group. he has his arms around his knees, and as you get closer, you might here him... mumbling. ]
... it's just odder to hear you laugh. [ rondo's voice is soft and wet, vulnerable - there's a tiny laugh. whatever he's seeing disagrees, and he flinches. ] Yes, sir. I... no, I can - I can...
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week 1, friday
rondo is at the pyre again after the posters appear. he's got a wet cloth pressed his cheek, and is pretty much just staring into the blue fire, mouth pulled into a tight line, shoulders stiff, though his expression is like - clearly, obviously upset, his brows knit together.
it's fine. everything is fine! nothing is fine. ]
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week 1, saturday
rondo's...here! he actually probably hasn't left the pyre much, just kind of. sitting here, vibrating a little bit, and once people have cleared out, he comes up to the edge of the barrier and says - ]
...Miss Erin... I'm so sorry.
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w4 sun!!!
on sunday, rondo seems to be doing much better than he was yesterday. he's puffy eyed and tired, but he's sitting in the gacha store, spinning the little wheel... and eventually taking out a little capsule! it's.... a geto!
and then... again!
and it's... a rondo! ]
...Oh. [ oh! ]
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Week 4 --- Tuesday
[She is exploring Costco! She had gone there, wary of what put the 'scare' in Scareco, but so far...? Nothing terrible has happened yet. There she is, staring at a slice of pizza, looking at it like she expects it to be devious and dangerous]
Rondo, have you noticed anything off about this place?
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week 5, sat
his emotional vibe is like. tangled up and messy, sad and tired, but... he's ok, all things considered. he looks up when he sees erin, though, and gives her a little smile and a nod of his head. ]
Miss Erin... hi.
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week 6, monday
this!
he's wearing a little fancy rich boy outfit, with ruffled sleeves poking through a very expensive looking coat, and a cravat, standing tall and proud. rondo himself, who is currently in his knight ardante uniform, raises and lifts his own arm as the him in the mirror also raises and lifts his own arm. what. ]
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