catchall; kaoruko

[souheki]

I say catchall like we'll have more than one thread

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w0, saturday

[souheki]

[Lan Wangji's leg is broken but he is a STUBBORN BINCH and also feeling terribly about this whole situation so. Here he is! He carefully walks into the classroom, glancing around before he lifts his hands to bow to her, very formally.]

Please pardon the intrusion. My name is Lan Zhan, courtesy name Wangji, of Gusu Lan.

[floristic]

[ she is sitting at one of the desks, her head down on it like she's snoozing.

she's not though, considering kaoruko lifts her head up when he enters. ]

Hanayagi Kaoruko.

[souheki]

[He takes a careful seat as well.]

Can you explain what happened? [He's not the best at this, so there's a slight pause, but--] ...I understand if you do not wish to.

[floristic]

I won't say everything.

[ she will openly admit that. ]

But do you have specific questions?

[souheki]

[A slight nod; he thinks that's fair. Maybe in another scenario, he'd be more willing to press her, but not today.]

Yes. [A lot of questions that he doesn't think she, specifically, can answer, but that's another story. In this instance--] Was it an accident?

[floristic]

No, I attacked him.

[ a pause. ]

W-well, him falling was an accident, but I was going after him.

[souheki]

I see.

[If he has any particular thoughts or feelings about that, they don't show on his face.]

Why?

[floristic]

[ ...

she bites her lip. ]

I wanted to do it.

[souheki]

[He just watches her, carefully and quietly.]

Did he wrong you in some way?

[floristic]

... he was kind of annoying...

[ it's said so halfheartedly ]

[souheki]

[He stares at her, clearly doubtful.]

[floristic]

That's not a lie! He was!

[souheki]

That is your only motive?

[floristic]

Yes. The only one.

[ she nods her head, affirming it. ]

[souheki]

[He stares at her some more, though it's difficult to tell if this is doubt or judgment radiating from him now...]

[floristic]

[ she just stares back, if he's not going to say anything. ]

[souheki]

[They just sit here silently until tomorrow--no jk]

There were no other alternatives?

[Such as... not murder?]

[floristic]

... no. There wasn't.

[ just murder ]

[souheki]

[He watches her quietly for a little longer--but eventually, he seems to come to some kind of conclusion. The realization that going down this path won't do any good, perhaps.]

...Even so, this arrangement is improper. [He sighs softly.] I would speak to-- [...Principal Bear, he does not say, because that still sounds absurd, but also the Dorm Heads] --those in charge on your behalf, but I have been unable to contact them.

[floristic]

Ah, I would love a nice bed...

[ there's a wistful sigh, and then she shakes her head. ]

I'm used to sleeping on desks. I'll deal.