mahito

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week 0; saturday

[bonetiddies]

[A little later, Mahito can probably find Harrow in the kitchen again, having a meal that looks like porridge and hot water. Sad?]

[touchups]

[Wait what the heck THAT IS SAD?? He's just come back to poke at the mysterious magic rotting vegetables again, but he pauses when he sees her sad, sad porridge.]

Uh... Do you actually like eating that stuff? It looks gross.

[He says this as nicely as he possibly can.]

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. . . A lot of what they have here is complicated. I'm not used to it.

[It's hard to pick something when she's never heard of most of the options, so she just picked something she did know?]

w0 mon;

[touchups]

[WHEREVER HARROW IS, Mahito is ZOOMING HER WAY. Unfortunately he's a very energetic and tactile lad with absolutely no chill, which means he's also reaching for her hands as soon as he's close enough to do so.]

Hey! I wanna show you something! Can you come with me?

[bonetiddies]

[Haha! She does not care for that, and flinches her hands away.]

What is it.

[touchups]

Ah—! Oops.

[This flea knows no apologies, but he at least raises his hands, palm out, and immediately abandons Operation Be Too Tactile Always.]

It's a place from home that I think you might like.

w0 fri

[touchups]

[THAT'S A DEAD LAD RIGHT THERE. His poor sweet roommate and his 9 feet of legs... He'll pause to raise a hand in greeting when he spots Harrow, as he crosses out of the kitchen with an apple in hand. Then, curiously:]

Hey, have you actually seen him anywhere?

[TAMAKI WHERE'S YOUR CORPSE.]

[bonetiddies]

[She's wandering around doing, I dunno. Some stuff. Looking suspicious and neurotic. But when she sees him, she'll nod in greeting.]

No. We're meant to take their word for it, then.

[touchups]

[He loves that about Harrow. Good work.]

Seems like it. I don't see why they'd lie about something like this, but- [A gesture with his free hand around the area...] -I don't know what could've happened to him, either.

[No mess! No corpse! It's funky.]

week 1; monday

[bonetiddies]

[Mahito can run into Harrow while she's trying to lug her dumb sword around down the hallway. It does look heavy, but it shouldn't be this difficult to carry a sword around. But she looks pretty ridiculous carting around a sword bigger than her arm when she clearly doesn't have the strength to wield it.]

[touchups]

[H...harrow...... He's apparently on his way to do something, given the uncharacteristic concentration he's got going on - but it's still not enough to keep him from getting distracted by his surroundings, or the struggling Harrows wandering through it.

He slows his steps, giving her a curious look.]

Uh... You need help?

w1 thurs

[touchups]

[Welcome back salsa squad....... Mahito's caught wind of these shenanigans and, liking several of the people involved, immediately sets off to find them. MED BAY AHOY... When he spots Harrow, he - pauses, and blinks, because whoof. MESSY.]

--That's not yours, yeah?

[The blood, he means. He knows (hopes?!) the viscera isn't...]

[bonetiddies]

Most of it, no.

[She's honestly. . . so unconcerned about being covered in chunky salsa. She's concerned about other things, but chunky salsa is fine.]

A creature exploded on me.

w1 sun

[touchups]

[IT'S HIS FAVORITE CROW IN THE GAME. God bless. If Harrow wanted to murder a robot on the spot he would absolutely support her in everything she does.

Fortunately though, no one has to worry about mourning Shi Qingxuan, and we all personally get to laugh at britt for being cucked. He's just vibing with a cup of something on the floor of the planetarium whenever she walks in, but he easily breaks his gaze from the stars to lift his free hand in her direction.]

--How're you feeling?

[There is so much anger in one tiny Harrow.]

[bonetiddies]

[She's. . . coming in here to take a break, but isn't disappointed to see Mahito.]

Relieved. I swore I'd see that one dead, and now he is dead. Concerned. He likely received instructions from somewhere.

week 2; monday

[bonetiddies]

[Shall we meet in the garden? Harrow is in there, relaxing on one of the benches; she'll nod when she sees Mahito.]

[touchups]

[The garden is absolutely his new favorite spot, so he's definitely spending a whole lot of time in here, just sort of moseying around and touching all the plantlife.

When he spots Harrow, he smiles and raises a hand, heading over her way.]

The simulation room feels super real, but somehow, doesn't this seem better?

[Tragically he has not yet learned that close proximity results in launching them both into hell though, and he naturally wanders close to the people he's talking to. Disaster in the making!]

w2 sun

[touchups]

[RNG SAYS REC ROOM so he's just vibing in a little nest of bean bags that he's made. Probably part of the bean bag fort Luca last stayed in because they only have so many bean bags, RIP Luca.

Anyway, he's still looking pretty sleepy too, just because waking up and having to use a braincell all day Saturday and then having to pay attention to shitpost executions is a lot. But! He'll still raise a hand in greeting whenever he spots Harrow, looking in relatively good spirits despite the Everything that's happened.]

Hey! You doing okay?

[Over murder stuff but also, he absolutely picked up on her strip check drama and weird iciness toward Shi Qingxuan.]

[bonetiddies]

[She seems - surprised by the question. But actually, come to think of it, no. She feels like shit.]

. . . I'm unused to setting my mind to things and failing. I dislike it.

w3; friday

[bonetiddies]

[Kitchen? Harrow is probably passing through, grabbing some plain bread or something else depressing to nibble on on her way somewhere else. But. She'll stop to talk to Mahito?]

[touchups]

[Mahito actually looks a little dour today himself, because he liked their terrible shady clown. He's just sat on the floor, legs crossed, holding an apple in one hand that he hasn't taken a bite of yet.]

--Want this?

[He'll offer it Harrow's way though, because plain bread is truly depressing.]

week 3; saturday

[bonetiddies]

[Cool she's just hanging out somewhere in the library, you wanted to talk or feed her apples or tease her about smelling your hands?]

[touchups]

[No he already made fun of her smelling his hands yesterday. Today, he just waves! He's got a few books under the other arm, which he adjusts when he comes to a stop nearby.]

Was that your plan? It was a really good one!

w4 sat

[touchups]

[OTHER PEOPLE HAD IT HANDLED so he didn't step in, also because that entire drama cluster was messy as hell, but he did indeed notice Harrow's nose just suddenly burst into a blood fountain. So he'll be tracking her down later in the evening and knock-knockin' at her door!]

Hey, you here? It's Mahito.

Re: w4 sat

[bonetiddies]

[She'll come out of her room, a little cleaned up, her face washed and clear of makeup for once, holding a cat. She closes the door behind her, meeting him out in the hall.]

Hello.