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week 8; thursday
Jan. 20th, 2017 02:34 am[So. Today was certainly a thing, wasn't it – busy day and all that.
It's late in the evening when he goes to talk to Yeager that night; it's not so late that he's outside the boundaries of when Yeager would reasonably be awake, but it's enough so that there won't be a lot of people around. The knocking on the door isn't quite as urgent or incessant as it usually is, either; it's loud, because he still hasn't quite gotten a decent grasp on how restraint works, but it's more broadly-spaced, more patient-seeming if Yeager doesn't respond right away.
There are signs in his appearance that something's off; he's disregarding the usual black jacket for now, and there are some bloodstains on the cuffs of his sleeves that he either hasn't noticed or doesn't care about – they're just traces, in fairness, not terribly eye-catching but showing dark against the very edges of the white fabric regardless. He's also seeming to have difficulty standing still; it's not in a fidgety way, per se, more like he's tempted to pace but doesn't want to wander too far from the door.
You in, Yeager?]
It's late in the evening when he goes to talk to Yeager that night; it's not so late that he's outside the boundaries of when Yeager would reasonably be awake, but it's enough so that there won't be a lot of people around. The knocking on the door isn't quite as urgent or incessant as it usually is, either; it's loud, because he still hasn't quite gotten a decent grasp on how restraint works, but it's more broadly-spaced, more patient-seeming if Yeager doesn't respond right away.
There are signs in his appearance that something's off; he's disregarding the usual black jacket for now, and there are some bloodstains on the cuffs of his sleeves that he either hasn't noticed or doesn't care about – they're just traces, in fairness, not terribly eye-catching but showing dark against the very edges of the white fabric regardless. He's also seeming to have difficulty standing still; it's not in a fidgety way, per se, more like he's tempted to pace but doesn't want to wander too far from the door.
You in, Yeager?]
