[ch. 2] post-investigation, w/ rebecca

[asswipe]

[Well. This weekend promises to be even worse than usual.

Unfortunately for Rebecca, it doesn't seem like she's going to get any privacy after Natsuo's death is announced. Wherever she is, Veronica will more or less accidentally stumble upon her, looking appropriately startled upon seeing her crying.]

... I... [A beat.

And then she is wordlessly fishing a ridiculously large wad of napkins out of her pocket. This is fine.]

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[ She's in the living room of her dorms and once the napkins are made available to get, she'll take them, pressing then against her eyes and trying to dry away all of the tears.

They just keep coming. ]

[asswipe]

[Man, that's a fucking mood. Veronica is just going to invite herself to slump next to her, dragging a hand down her own face. She refuses to cry.]

... I can't believe someone would go after him. It's— It doesn't make any fucking sense.

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[Crying is one of the best possible ways to relieve stress. According to Rebecca, so take it with a grain of salt.

She does scowl when she's reminded somebody went after Natsuo. Revenge. Revenge is killing his killer.

It doesn't make sense, why would anybody want to kill him? There are so many worse people in the castle.]

[asswipe]

[There are, indeed, people who are way worse in the castle. People who would even "deserve" it, if someone wanted to argue that. But, well. That doesn't change the fact that Natsuo is dead, and that they'll have to do their best to find his killer tomorrow.

For now, however, Veronica focuses on the present.]

Do you, uh... Do you want a hug? More tissues? Something to punch...? [Since verbally venting isn't an option right now, unfortunately.]

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[There's a lot of people with ink dripping off of their tapestries. People who've killed before, if that's what people want to use to "judge".

She spreads her arms out for a hug. That one. Give her that one, please.]

[asswipe]

[Alright. The temptation to fill up the silence by being extra chatty is tempting. Still, she manages to nod in understanding instead of responding verbally.

It's a little awkward, but Veronica pulls her into a hug. Pats her upper back a little, in an attempt to be comforting. She'll stay like this for as long as Rachel needs it, even if it ends with snot and/or tears on her shoulder... rip.]

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[She hugs her tightly and sobs into her shoulder. There's 1. a lot of tears and 2. not that much snot. Maybe Veronica got away lightly.]