catchall for north

[leaberator]

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WEEK 0, MONDAY

[leaberator]

[ somehow, Lea didn't expect to run into anyone while heading off into the caverns of the earth kingdom the earth... side... of the village y'know what imma keep calling them avatar stuff, it's cool. either way, he doesn't seem bothered to see North there, simply lifting up a hand in casual greeting ]

Yo. Sorry to interrupt.

[ whatever it is she was doing ]

CLOSES EYES..........i thought i replied to this cries

[televised]

[Apparently? Just chilling. Enjoying the shade. Slumming it with the local chipmunk population. The usual. He'll walk in on her as she stares intently at her hand, clenching and unclenching her fist for some hecking reason — before she notices him and drops her arm to her side.

She offers him a curt nod in return.]

It's fine. [Said in the same tone one would use to say you could have kept walking.] Was there something you needed?

me, this whole time: I guess kyuu.....doesn't love me......,,,

[leaberator]

[ he notes the tone, but he's learned to blatantly ignore stuff like that when he has to, ]

What, a guy can't be curious about one of the other thirty-ish people stuck in this place? Maybe I just like small talk.

[ this is believable ]

WEEK 1, FRIDAY

[leaberator]

[ There's something he wants to check inside the gateway, and it is absolutely not North. But he's never been one to ignore people (well, no, that's false, but shush), so he greets her when he sees her. ]

North. Hey. [ it's a lot more subdued than his last greeting, but he's also dealing with multiple dead bodies, not a single one of them being Hisoka. Life is unfair. ] You looking for something too?

[ he knows, logically, there won't be any clues right now, but he can dream, can't he? ]

[televised]

[can't believe we killed off all our genkis before hisoka

But, yeah. North herself is looking a little morose, which is... unsurprising given the fact that they have three hecking bodies to deal with this week.]

... You could say that. [Unhelpful.] Not that I expect we'll be allowed to find anything useful until tomorrow.

[leaberator]

Yeah... Pretty sure it's designed so we won't, but it beats standing around doing nothing.

[ the suffering is real ]

WEEK 5, TUESDAY.

[televised]

[HI, LEA... North is, unfortunately, bumping into him before he has a chance to change out of the mascot uniform! Which totally means that she's going to stare at him for a whole ass second, before blurting out—]

—What the fuck happened to you?

[IS THE CYOA GANG OKAY...]

[leaberator]

Gateway adventures are bad, actually.

[ that's his reflexive answer. honestly, he looks like he's regretting every second he's awake and moving, so will he explain more? a mystery ]

[televised]

Oh, I know.

[TUESDAY GATEWAY ADVENTURES... BAD.]

Care to elaborate? Or do you need to bathe before you're coherent?

WEEK 5, FRIDAY.

[televised]

[Bumping into him before he gets to his new crib, looking as smad as can be. Yo.]

... Hey.

[leaberator]

[ he doesn't exactly look happy either ]

Hey. [ he hesitates, but: ] This stinks, right?

[televised]

It's fine to just say it's fucked.

[Saying it "stinks" feels too light for her, apparently...]

Will you be alright for tomorrow's trial?

WEEK 6, FRIDAY

[leaberator]

[ For once, he was looking for North, and he gives her a quick glance over when he does. ]

Hey.

[ it's not like he expects her to be extremely injured if she's all the way out here, but. ]

[televised]

[There's a difference between being uninjured and being unable to feel pain. Lea won't be able to tell which one it is, given the fact that North is pretty covered up on this fine dieday. She looks up when she addresses him, expression blank.]

Hey.

[...]

I need a favor from you.

[leaberator]

[ well. he hesitates for a second, narrowing his eyes ]

What is it?

WEEK 6, SATURDAY

[televised]

[well.

i guess they're both looking up hieroglyphs to uncover the secrets of butts.]

... Hey.

[leaberator]

[ he blinks up from his book, and raises a hand in greeting ]

Hiya. Same idea, huh?

[televised]

[she shrugs.]

It was bothering me.

WEEK 7, WEDNESDAY

[televised]

[Finding him somewhere in the gateway? She turns a corner just as the recording he receives end, causing her to raise an eyebrow and cast a glance around the area.]

... I thought I heard Xion. You're alone?

[leaberator]

[ he looks almost surprised to see north-- but he puts the recorder back in his pocket with a grin ]

Yep. Just me, myself and I. You sure you're not hearing voices?

[televised]

My audio processor is working just fine.

[Binch. She squints at him, eyes darting to his pocket before she looks at him in the eye again.]

New acquisition?

WEEK 7, THURSDAY

[leaberator]

[ axel's in the boutique. why? mystery. the real question is...

why is north here. ]

Oh, hey. Lookin' for something?

[televised]

[because she has a passion for fashion, binch.

anyway, she stops inspecting a gaudy pink scarf long enough to roll it into a ball

and throw it at him.]

Sol said you're wrong.

WEEK 8, MONDAY

[televised]

[It takes an hour or two, but North eventually tracks Lea down to the clocktower. Hi. Hello. What's up. Lot's of child death lately, huh.]

Can we talk?

[leaberator]

[ he's just sitting there looking at the sunset, not even eating ice cream to drown his sorrows. that's how sad he is.

which is to say, he looks a bit surprised north found him up there and a bit... wary, too. ]

... Sure. What do you want?

[ he could be nicer ]