PRIMROSE

[aubins]

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WEEK 0, saturday

[aubins]

[ kitchen shenanigans. yuri is sat as close to the vending machine and he can get, with a collection of items around him on the table -- all of them food.

he's passing a McRonnie's™ brand nuggie from hand to hand, apparently examining it. or trying to, it's kinda Hot. ]

[femmefinale]

[ And here she is, tilting her head at... what is all of this. ]

Forming a collection?

Week 0, Wednesday (post-mini event)

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose doesn't look thrilled with her latest adventure-- but she's since scrubbed off the bit of blood and slime left from the leeches on her legs, so you know what, it could be worse. Like. She could be this beautiful man lying on one of the couches.

... Huh.

Slowly, she leans over the arm, hair spilling over her shoulder to lightly touch his forehead. ]

Yuri?

[aubins]

[ honestly i think it sounds like she had it much worse with the leeches, and the bleeding. but she is currently mobile, and he is not, so who is the winner here, really? ]


... Mmph.

[ yuri makes a very eloquent sound, and rolls himself over so that he's burying himself into the back cushions of the couch as well. it's cosy here. ]

Week 0, Saturday only more sad

[femmefinale]

[ And there's Yuri, in the place with all of the stars. Probably one of the loveliest rooms, in Primrose's opinion, though that may not be why he's chosen to come here.

Still, she's here because she can't stay still. Not yet. ]

... What a day it's been.

the sad team remix

[aubins]

[ not being able to stay still is a mood, yuri is just pacing. it's very pretty, and the stars continue to twinkle, and yuri is just walking around under them like there's flames licking at his boot heels. ]

... That, Prim, is a severe understatement.

week 1, friday, post announcement

[aubins]

[ hey prim, yuri's going to peek into the tea room, on a journey that's half absently checking certain locations to see if there's anything significant, and also checking to see where people are hiding out. ]

You doing okay there, Prim?

[femmefinale]

[ She's... sipping her tea and sort of grimacing from it, but she does manage a smile for him as he peeks in. ]

As well as can be expected. I had hoped this would end without more bloodshed... but it seems not.

Week 1, Saturday

[femmefinale]

[ Hi, Yuri. Hi, Yuri.

Here's Primrose coming to join you at the bar. ]

Ah... I believe there was a saying about great minds having similar ideas.

[aubins]

[ hi prim, hi prim. ]

That, or great minds have just given up and really want a drink. Your choice this evening, milady?

week 1, sunday post execution

[aubins]

[ yuri is just sat outside the medbay, back against the wall and head tilted up to look at the ceiling. god he already thought he was tired, but after today he just feels like someone cut his arm and drained him.


he'll just turn his head to look at primrose. ]

Hey.

[femmefinale]

[ And Primrose settles down beside him, shoulder brushing his as her ponytail slips over her shoulder to the front. ]

Would that we could meet in brighter circumstances.

week 2, sunday

[aubins]

[ cargo bay it is, then.

it's so unlike anything that yuri has seen in... well, ever really. so it makes sense he's decided to poke around and see what sort of things can be found here. he's trying his best not to disturb the towers of boxes, but it's impossible for a couple not to wobble as he paws at them.

he suddenly stops, however, when peering into the slightly open lid of one of the boxes, and steps back with a slightly displeased look on his face. ]

Oh. Ew.

[femmefinale]

And a good day to you as well.

[ Yet another dry greeting from Primrose, who has also made her way here to explore. ]

week 2, thursday

[aubins]

[ this isn’t going to be an exciting top level but he’s in the medbay waiting for her to get treated/finish her treatment whatever works.

when she looks over he’ll just give her an inquisitive head tilt ]

So. A busy day then.

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose looks at him, wearily. But as she steps toward him, cautiously putting her weight on the leg that was shot-- well, she winces and goes down on that knee. ]

... Yes.

Week 2, Sunday

[femmefinale]

[ It would be nice to regain sensation in her leg one day, but as ever, Primrose just. Deals with it.

Besides, she has a purple punk to check up on and it isn't Molly. ]

Ah, is it time to fulfill my role as tea partner?

[aubins]

[ she's a woman of great strength resilience and also there are little cakes here, so? ]

Are you bringing the scintilating conversation to the table as well?

[ he will pour her a m y s t e r y cup of tea. ]

week 3, monday

[aubins]

[ i'm saying the library just because this is the worst place to paint someone's nails and that makes things funnier.

yuri has a little bag in front of him on the table, and has two small bottles of coloured liquid in his hands -- he's turning over the bottles thoughtfully, when he looks up and spots Prim. ]

Hello. Exploring the new areas?

[femmefinale]

Indeed I am. And you're...?

[ Vibing?? ]

Week 3, Wednesday

[femmefinale]

[ Is she looking tired already? Yes. But wherever Yuri is, Primrose will find him. ]

Did you also receive that notification, Yuri?

[aubins]

[ he also looks tired. and indecisive. and a little like he wants to bolt but it's all fine? it's all fine. ]

I think we all did, unfortunately. You trying to figure out how to go about dealing with it?

week 3, friday

[aubins]

[ yuri's sticking his head in the tea room. weirdly, he seems to be wearing what looks like a pair of soft trousers and a big, oversized hooded sweatshirt with the words "i went to abyss and all i got was this lousy hoodie" on the front. if prim's been to the airport terminal she might recognise the style. ]

... Prim?

[femmefinale]

[ Oh. One of those bizarre sweaters.

Primrose turns her head from where she's been sitting with two cups in front of her, and she can't really not smile at the sight of Yuri, still beautifully alive. ]

It seems we've made it this far again.

week 4, monday

[aubins]

[ into the biome garden they go, to be nice and kind to each other and maybe look at some flowers together. a peaceful monday. ]

Hey Prim.

[femmefinale]

Yuri. [ Primrose is really just hoping that the first part will be peaceful. ]

How are you feeling? [ After this fiasco of a weekend. ]

Week 4, Friday

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose looks tired? She looks tired. ]

I suppose, if nothing else, it's only one body.

[aubins]

... I hate that that's where we're at, but yes. I felt that too.

[ horrible! ]

week 4, sunday

[aubins]

[ chanting: BIOME GARDEN, BIOME GARDEN.

yuri is sat on one of the benches with his eyes closed, just enjoying the peace of the place. ]

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose settles on the bench beside him. And just.

Sighs. Why do people they like keep getting picked to execute-- ]

Week 5, Monday

[femmefinale]

[ She is walking into the spa.

And instantly taking a deep breath, relaxing. ]

Now this is much more preferable than last week.

[aubins]

[ yuri is already at the make up table when she walks in because of course he is. ]

Isn't it? I feel like this is the sort of thing that would've helped with indulgences ages ago.

[ he looks very happy about the whole thing. ]

Week 5, post-trial

[femmefinale]

[ She's not really that hungry but she also hasn't really... eaten anything all day, so she reluctantly makes her way to the kitchen and just offers Yuri a small nod.

She looks tired. ]

[aubins]

[ yuri is absolutely eating. he's got a pot of something on the stove that's keeping warm, and a bowl of it front of him -- although maybe with a little less food than he would normally eat inside of it.

there's also some crackers on the table which, after a moment, he pushes towards prim. ]

Have you been to see him yet?

week 5, sunday

[aubins]

[ well, he's probably wandering from one location to another -- maybe towards the sleeping bays because wow, a nap sounds great.

but he'll stop when he sees primrose. ]

You look like you got on the wrong side of someone.

[femmefinale]

Mm. Just clearing my thoughts.

[ With violence. ]

week 6, monday

[aubins]

[ here's hoping prim is outfit hunting, because yuri certainly is. he's holding up different outfits to his front and examining it with some scrutinity. he seems mostly content and a little relieved, actually?

come try on outfits with him, prim. ]

[femmefinale]

[ How nice it must be to feel relieved? She... well, no, the thought of new outfits is indeed a beguiling one, so she walks in shortly after and-- ]

I thought you might be here already.

week 6, saturday post trial

[aubins]

[ it's the beach! it's the beach! yuri is so goddamn tired, he's just immediately sprawling out on one of those sun-loungers.

goodnight. ]

[femmefinale]

[ It's fine, Primrose is also there and doing much the same, draped gracefully like she's posing for a painting. ]

It's finished, at least.

week 7, sunday

[aubins]

[ well.

it's the pc room.

yuri's here. and one of the computers has a blue screen. he just looks over and gives primrose a Look, mouthing "help" at her, as white text flickers menacingly on the blue background. ]

[femmefinale]

... Is it supposed to be doing this?

[ She's here for you?? ]

Week 7, Wednesday

[femmefinale]

[ She's used to being near Yuri, so leaning over his shoulder from behind in greeting isn't unusual.

Except.

Wow, suddenly she can't lean back?? ]

--?!

[aubins]

[ oof.

he goes to turn around to see what's up, but... well. it's not as easy it normally is to, y'know, move. at all.

what. ]

I--- feeling a little clingy today, Prim?

Week 7, Thursday

[femmefinale]

[ She sure looks tired.

And feverish! Which is maybe why she's nursing water in the kitchen, even as she nods to Yuri in greeting.

Wow, dead people sure came back! ]

[aubins]

[ i have lost all track of time and it took me a moment to remember the dead came back on thursday even with your flavour text. ]

You look like you've had enough.

[ don't mind him he's just putting his hand straight on her forehead to check to see if she does actually have a fever. ]

Week 7, Saturday

[femmefinale]

[ Bar time!! ]

Don't give yourself a hangover.

[aubins]

[ he absolutely has something silly and fruit and fancy looking in his hands. ]

I'll have you know I'm a very responsible drinker.