[After checking on a few people after the execution, she's wandering around without much purpose, stopping eventually at the lake. When she sees Yin Yu, after a few moments, during which it seems like she isn't certain whether she'll strike up conversation:]
[It was hard not to miss the uncharacteristic response to the voting results and his manner at the execution. She's as hard pressed to admit concern as usual, but when she sees him in the gardens later in the day...]
[ it seems like no matter how hard yin yu tries, he can't avoid these memories being shared. he's tried avoiding eye contact, he's tried avoiding people, but this camp is small and that means crossing paths with literally anyone is a chance to lose the worst game of memory roulette ever. today, it's natalie, but at least the memory isn't...
well, it's not from his life before the games, so at least there's that. instead, natalie gets to see an investigation. of most note is yin yu's reaction to the ashes: he's clearly afflicted in the memory, and when it fades and reality comes back, he exhales. it seems it caught him off guard, too, and it takes him a full few seconds (the sight of lady tanzawa's face is a lot, too) to return to reality.
he quietly puts his fist to his hand, and offers natalie a stiff little bow, his greetings proper even if he hates every second of this memory thing, thank you ]
[ in times of great trouble, yin yu always finds it is easier to work. so, he is one of the first to go out and look for any sort of half visible clue. it's better than nothing... even if little is found.
he comes by the deer cabin later in the evening, when things have settled just a bit. i'm going to assume the door is propped open or someone let him in but either way, he appears in the doorway, his fist knocking gently against the side of the door.
...he's got a slushie in his hands, mask to the side of his face. ] ....Natalie. [ with a small nod of his head. if she's awake... ]
w1, thursday.
Hey. You got a second?
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w1, sunday.
...Does it remind you of the island?
[Being at the shore near the water, that is.]
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w2, sunday.
Tough weekend, huh?
[For some more than others.]
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w3, monday!
well, it's not from his life before the games, so at least there's that. instead, natalie gets to see an investigation. of most note is yin yu's reaction to the ashes: he's clearly afflicted in the memory, and when it fades and reality comes back, he exhales. it seems it caught him off guard, too, and it takes him a full few seconds (the sight of lady tanzawa's face is a lot, too) to return to reality.
he quietly puts his fist to his hand, and offers natalie a stiff little bow, his greetings proper even if he hates every second of this memory thing, thank you ]
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w3 post deda... lol
he comes by the deer cabin later in the evening, when things have settled just a bit. i'm going to assume the door is propped open or someone let him in but either way, he appears in the doorway, his fist knocking gently against the side of the door.
...he's got a slushie in his hands, mask to the side of his face. ] ....Natalie. [ with a small nod of his head. if she's awake... ]
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w4, wednesday.
You remember the movie thing I mentioned to you a while ago? It's time for you to be educated.
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:unamused:
<3
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w6, saturday.
Must be nice to get some fresh air.
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