[ Claude also has a bad taste in his mouth after everything. There's still at least one murderer out there. ]
I wish. I felt pretty confident in my vote last week, so I was really hoping sharing votes would prove it. I guess we'll need to see how many vouchers we get tomorrow.
And Rupes was from the other set of evidence, so we still don't know who he was working with, let alone why.
[ he sighs. ]
It might be a good idea to ask the dorm heads if they can confirm how many vouchers everything is worth, too, if they can answer it. And find out whatever "good behavior" might mean. But at the very least, most of us got the vote right this time, so it should be easier to trace that one.
No, I couldn't think of anything good to offer. I'm - mostly just good with my hands, but I don't really have the materials to build anything worthwhile here.
[ It's cold outside, and Claude is not about that life, so he is holed up in the library, suffering through a warm cup of hot chocolate.
He doesn't expect it when he suddenly spots Leo, to step back into the classrooms of Garreg Mach (2:44 to 4:05), a memory so old that he'd almost forgotten the conversation entirely.
(It's nostalgic though, wistful and a little longing.)
And by the time it fades, he's spilled his hot chocolate all over his hands— ] Ow, hot!
Yeah, I'm not entirely convinced that my mom couldn't take my dad. And it's not unusual for royalty where I grew up, but when I moved to Fódlan, the nobility there was more... stuffy.
"Stuck up rich people", I've heard is the more accessible term.
Oh, yeah. Those, everyone knows. Always nice to hear there are exceptions to the rule. My friend Piper? Her dad’s rich, too, but that would never stop her from kicking my butt six ways to Sunday.
as long as no one's asking me to fight another lunatic or visit the moon again, i think i can handle it
don't take him at face value though i don't know what they saw, exactly, but i think the two of them got the worst of it out there maybe not in terms of injuries, but there were some kinds of - i don't know if they were illusions or what? they both got pulled in by it
week 2, saturday.
Don't suppose you've got any other ideas for those extra vouchers of ours, would you?
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I wish. I felt pretty confident in my vote last week, so I was really hoping sharing votes would prove it. I guess we'll need to see how many vouchers we get tomorrow.
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[ he sighs. ]
It might be a good idea to ask the dorm heads if they can confirm how many vouchers everything is worth, too, if they can answer it. And find out whatever "good behavior" might mean. But at the very least, most of us got the vote right this time, so it should be easier to trace that one.
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To be honest, I doubt the dorm heads will tell us more than they did at trial today. But it might be possible to buy that information with vouchers.
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[ ...he makes a face. ]
It's always vouchers. Man, I really have to save up, though.
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Did you put in a bid for those items?
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You're a carpenter?
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week 3, monday, library
He doesn't expect it when he suddenly spots Leo, to step back into the classrooms of Garreg Mach (2:44 to 4:05), a memory so old that he'd almost forgotten the conversation entirely.
(It's nostalgic though, wistful and a little longing.)
And by the time it fades, he's spilled his hot chocolate all over his hands— ] Ow, hot!
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anyways. the memory makes him stumble in surprise - but he's got napkins in his tool belt (why) so he's pulling those out to offer claude. ]
You know, spilling hot chocolate everywhere doesn't seem very noble.
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Claude will accept his napkins, but not without giving him an unamused look. ]
I think my parentage makes it clear that's a false expectation.
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I'm just kidding, man, no need to take it personally. It's not like I'm one to judge.
You really got dragged behind horses, though?
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[ Sticky... He sips his drink. ]
Parents, you know?
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I'm pretty sure my mom would have put me in the ground if I'd talked back to her. And I'd like to see my dad try.
[ no respect! ]
So that's not normal for noble types?
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Yeah, I'm not entirely convinced that my mom couldn't take my dad. And it's not unusual for royalty where I grew up, but when I moved to Fódlan, the nobility there was more... stuffy.
"Stuck up rich people", I've heard is the more accessible term.
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[ and on that note... ]
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week 4, thursday, pre-curfew
But what is the naked blond man?
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exactly what it sounds like
some crazy, naked blond dude threw a tree at us
his name was roland
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everything out for the whole world to see
and let me tell you the guy seriously needed a bath
and yea he uprooted a whole tree and threw it at us
it almost hit maya point blank
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I... see.
Are you okay?
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i've had better days
but how are tsuyu and maya holding up
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Tsuyukusa seems to be back to normal. Maya is... hanging in there. She showed us the image you received.
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don't take him at face value though
i don't know what they saw, exactly, but i think the two of them got the worst of it out there
maybe not in terms of injuries, but there were some kinds of - i don't know if they were illusions or what?
they both got pulled in by it
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