momming | Catch-all; Mollymauk

[ She's just out to clear her head, honestly-- but she does spot a familiar purple face and can't help but smile as she approaches. ]

Hello, Mollymauk. How are you feeling today?

[Well, Molly is just wandering the campus on Friday, sort of idly toying with the bear slipper he's apparently reponsible for - but when Otome is around he'll look up, waving over to her with it.]

You alright?

[Or. Text to speech, in Molly's case.]

You doing alright?

[hi Otome. Wherever she's hanging out, Molly will brighten up when he sees her - coming over and just trying to be helpful immediately? If she's walking around with books or a bag or anything, trying to take them to carry himself.]

Doing alright?

[Wherever Otome is, Molly will brighten up the second he sees her - coming over to just immediately sling an arm around her shoulders? Touchy-feely week, man. It's a thing.]

Hallo, darling. Whatcha up to?

[ Wherever Molly is when Otome runs into him, he doesn't deserve this.

But it happens, anyway.

She's on her back, one hand on her chest, the other with her fingers weakly grasping at the ground. The air is thick with the smell of blood and smoke and even in her current position, she can see the flames rise higher and higher, joining together and consuming each other.

Worse, as she feebly turns her head to the side, gasping for breath that she can't ever fully pull into her lungs, she sees crumpled bodies. Some, still trying to push themselves up. Some, screaming in agony. A girl with long red hair in a ponytail, shielding a smaller girl, unmoving while the younger girl shoves at her and cries out her name. A young boy, scowl still twisted on his face, practically eviscerated. These people are all precious, all important.

And she can't even lift a finger to help them. She's bleeding out on the chunk of debris she'd been slammed into, feeling the blood pool beneath her and around her, and she knows, without a doubt.

She's going to die. But they-- if they fell here, Arcturus would destroy everyone and everything. If they fell here, "he" would never be able to return and if they fall here...

She's terrified. But it's too late and soon enough, even that emotion is replaced by nothing but darkness. ]

[Well at some point Monday he'll be wandering around when he spots the local Taker of the Hippocratic Oath, raising a hand in a little wave.]

... Otome.

Mollymauk, hello.

[ She's just making the rounds. But she's also happy to see him! Again! ]

Good evening, darling. I'm contacting you tonight with an important message. With our time here possibly coming to a close soon, I thought I needed to say something before our paths began to part again, and we drift away like two ships passing into the night. You have consumed my every thought for weeks. I've been pining for you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The truth is, is that I've fallen madly in love with you.

Do feel free to respond.

[lmfao]

Week 0, Sunday

W0 - FRIDAY

W0 - SUNDAY - TEXT

W1 - WEDNESDAY

W2 - MONDAY

Week 3, Monday

W5 - MONDAY

Week 6, Sunday

W6 - SUNDAY - TEXT