RNG said the girls have no rights! Which is to say, Sheila walks into the camp — and immediately walks into the lake. She is now sputtering and splashing water everywhere? This is fine.]
[Estelle's looking a little tired after all of that, but also relieved once the worst is over. She's removed her gloves and the white part of her dress, only wearing the pink layer.
She looks over with a smile.]
I'm glad I could help. I just wish I could have done more...
[Here we are at the edge of town in Ahnkeen! There's a skeleton of an enormous serpentlike beast. Estelle looks absolutely enchanted by the scenery. Also, she's got bunny ears.]
This place is incredible... like something from a storybook! Sheila, have you ever seen anything like this?
[It's hideously hot out here and Estelle is not dressed for it at all. But she's so excited, she doesn't seem to care.]
[It is horribly hot out here, but Sheila doesn't seem even slightly bothered by it. She is also a coyote furry? This is likely indistinguishable from your average canine furry.]
Nope, never. You don't see a lot of giant skeletons out in California.
[They are in the karaoke lounge because I, Kyuu, think it would be funny if they memshare over inappropriate background music. Either way, Sheila waves at her when they run into each other.]
[Estelle's been in her room since the announcement, but at some point, she'll step out into the hallway -- just as Sheila happens to be there. Her eyes are red -- it's clear that she's been crying.]
Sheila, um...
[She looks like she's considering what kind of greeting to use at a time like this, but her eyes just drift to the door next to hers -- Rupert's. Her voice fails her.]
[Her gaze is full of concern when she runs into her, taking note of the redness, and then when she follows her eyes — her expression just kind of crumples.]
Oh, Estelle... [Softly, and so, so very sad. She reaches for her arm, trying to offer some comfort.] We'll figure it out, okay? And then, we'll find a way to bring them back.
[Some time after the trial's over, and Estelle's had a chance to bathe and change her clothes, she's come to whatever the 7r holding cell is. She stands in the doorway -- she won't walk right in without permission.]
[On Tuesday, Estelle can be found on the new 6th floor! She's out in the hallway, with her hand on one of the unmarked doors. But before she opens it, she'll turn and see Sheila.]
Oh, Sheila! Um... Would you be up for some exploring...?
[The recent Door Discourse has her a little hesitant, but there's no harm in asking, probably.]
Weekend 0, Saturday
Wow! There's such a wide variety... I don't even know what some of these are.
[She's looking at the toys. In particular, the sticky hands.]
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Oh... I haven't played with one of those in a while. You don't have sticky hands where you're from?
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week zero, monday.
RNG said the girls have no rights! Which is to say, Sheila walks into the camp — and immediately walks into the lake. She is now sputtering and splashing water everywhere? This is fine.]
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no, estelle sees this and instantly runs over to the edge of the lake in concern.]
A-are you okay!? Do you need help?
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week one, thursday.
Hey, thanks for coming in clutch with the first aid kit today.
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She looks over with a smile.]
I'm glad I could help. I just wish I could have done more...
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Week 2, Monday
This place is incredible... like something from a storybook! Sheila, have you ever seen anything like this?
[It's hideously hot out here and Estelle is not dressed for it at all. But she's so excited, she doesn't seem to care.]
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Nope, never. You don't see a lot of giant skeletons out in California.
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Week 2, Wednesday
Oh, Sheila! Um... out of curiosity, what style of clothes do you like?
[also, what is she wearing currently?]
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My style? [She seems to think about this.] Well, I like clothes that are fun! Yet classy.
week two, thursday.
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Sheila... you came to check on me?
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week three, monday.
Have you done karaoke before, Estelle?
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No, never. You just sing along with the music?
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Week 4, Friday
Sheila, um...
[She looks like she's considering what kind of greeting to use at a time like this, but her eyes just drift to the door next to hers -- Rupert's. Her voice fails her.]
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Oh, Estelle... [Softly, and so, so very sad. She reaches for her arm, trying to offer some comfort.] We'll figure it out, okay? And then, we'll find a way to bring them back.
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Week 4, Saturday
Sheila, are you there? ... May I come in?
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[Sheila is just chilling in a jail cell in the middle of the station's simulations room.]
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week five, monday.
And she is also staring at a certain l*go statue with a look of utter confusion on her face.]
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Oh, Sheila!
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Sheila!?
[She stumbles backward, bumping into a shelf. A few miscellaneous toys clatter to the floor.]
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Week 6, Tuesday
Oh, Sheila! Um... Would you be up for some exploring...?
[The recent Door Discourse has her a little hesitant, but there's no harm in asking, probably.]
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Yeah, sure. Though, fair warning? I have no idea what's behind that door yet. I assume you don't, either?
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Week 7, Monday
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Sheila squints at the floorboards, too, as she wanders over to where Estelle is.]
Nothing?
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