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[Where you at, girl? Ion has a nice hot coffee with your name on it, and he won't stop until he finds you.]

Are you busy?

[Hi, Akechi. Curfew is drawing close, so I know for a fact via my Mod Knowledge that he doesn't have very much time to talk, but Ion doesn't so he's finding him and pulling him aside.]

If you aren't too busy...would you mind walking with me?

[At some point...probably earlier in the day, since he has a sleepover planned, Varian will notice Ion looking at the jars of buttons that have been set up in the dining hall. He seems to be considering them quite carefully. He, of course, smiles and waves at Varian when he sees him, his face lighting up.]

Varian! I'm glad to see you again!

[Hi Ion's going to be roughly attached to Sanji at the hip whenever he gets the chance to be.]

[I can't decide on a specific day so I'm just making this for potential roommate shenanigans in cause I wanna bother you more during the week.]

[They share a dorm, so as always, it's not hard to run into Eichi. When Ion sees him, he stands from where he was sitting.]

I didn't get a chance to tell you yesterday...but I'm sorry about what happened at the trial.

[It was in no way his fault and he had no control over it but! That's Ion for you.]

[Ion hesitates at Waver's door...mostly because he's not sure if he's the sort of man who would prefer to be alone or not, when he's feeling the way that he certainly must be. But, he came this far, so he finds his resolve and knocks softly.]

May I come in?

Excuse me?

[Ion knocks softly on Evan's door. He's not sure if he's there, or if he'll be accepting any visitors, but...it doesn't hurt to try.]

[They haven't spoken too many times, but...after the trial went, Ion can't leave it alone. When he sees people so upset, it's just in his nature to check in on them. So he'll try and catch Cardia alone, his stance already apologetic.]

Excuse me...I'm sorry if this is a bad time, but I just hoped to speak with you for a moment.

[Ion, bless his little heart, despite how clearly wrung out and exhausted emotionally he is, keeps checking in on all his buds. Shirasu is on the list, of course, and he greets him with the best smile he can muster under the circumstances.]

How are you feeling?

Why didn't I make this sooner jfc.

[Akechi will find Ion staring at a suit of armor. It's pretty clear what he's looking at: in place of its normal visor, a sharply-pointed red and gold one has been put in its place. For some reason, Ion looks...unsettled.]

...do you see that?

[It's just his imagination, isn't it? This isn't here. It can't be.]

[It looks like what Ion is aiming for here is a large-looking ring that's glinting around a suit of armor's plated gauntlet. He's trying to pry it off, but his arms are so sad and weak, it's kind of heartbreaking to watch.]

[Before there are memory happenings, there's Ion peering up at a tuning-fork necklace that seems to have gotten stuck on a sconce positioned high up on the castle wall. Since Ion had given his own to Natsuo a couple weeks ago, of course he can't help but think that this is the same one and Natsuo has just been...incredibly irresponsible with it. He's on his toes and using his staff to try and hook around it, but he can't quite reach. So when he sees Shirasu, he smiles seepishly, his cheeks flushed. If he's tired, he's probably been doing this for a little while now.]

I hate to ask...but would you mind giving me a hand?

[Let's be real they're probably both exhausted, but Ion knows his Original has to be having a worse time right now, between last week and this week...and he's just happy that he's still alive. Ultimately, he doesn't know if keeping him company helps or harms, but...it feels wrong to leave him alone, to not express that he's here and he's thinking of him. Maybe it stems from his own feelings. But if he hates being alone, it has to be somewhat similar for him, too.

So, with a measure of caution, he approaches.]

May I sit with you?

[Even after he finds Waver, there's a hesitation. Ion knows he probably wants or needs some space. And, honestly, he's not very good for conversation, himself, but...he just wants to say it.]

Thank you.

[I hope you're ready for even more company, Steph! At least this one isn't gonna yell at you like Hikage probably has been. When Ion arrives at Seph's door, his cheeks are flushed, expression knit tight with worry. He had to take a step back and play the role of moral support during the executions but...I mean, she's gotta know he wanted to jump in. Would have, if he didn't know just how she felt about it.]

How are you feeling? Does it still hurt?

[Ion is absolutely sure he has nothing he can say that is going to make Souji feel better. But, well, he really likes Souji. He can't not check up on him. Especially now that he's partnered with his other self. Everything feels...odd. Different. It takes him a little while as he collects himself, knowing that Souji probably needs his own space, before he goes and finds him.]

I wanted to know if there was anything I could get you.

[Well, at least Ion is roughly taking his own advice. He hasn't stopped breathing, yet. But it feels like everything else in the world has stopped. Once the execution dispersed and Ion had nobody else left to comfort, the energy drained out of him like a faucet left abandoned. He probably would have collapsed right in the foyer, but willpower alone kept his feet moving. The wise choice might have been to head back to his room, but after the weekend, after what just happened, he needs a break from babysitting Natsuo. It's not that it bothers him to do it, but he knows he won't be any comfort to anyone for awhile.

Ion ends up in the music room. Usually, he takes a seat at the full-scale harp, but instead he finds himself cradling a handheld-sized version in his lap, huddled against corner in the back. He's not even making music, just softly plucking the same sad cord as he stares off into nothing, head lulled against the cool stone.]

[It's been a long and trying day. At the end of it, it's not surprising to find Natsuo collapsed in bed. Ion sits down softly beside him, putting a hand gently on his back.]

I'm here if you want to talk...about anything at all.

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Week 6, Thursday - Stephanie

Week 6, Thursday - Akechi

Week 6, Tuesday - Varian

Week 6 Catchall with Sanji

Week 6 Catchall with Natsuo

Week 5, Sunday Post-Execution - Eichi

Week 5, Sunday Post-Execution - Waver

Week 5, Saturday Post-Trial - Evan

Week 5, Saturday Post-Trial: Cardia

Week 5, Saturday Post-Trial - Shirasu

Double Ion Catchall

Week 5, Wednesday - Akechi

Week 5, Wednesday - Stephanie

Week 5, Wednesday - Shirasu

Week 3, Sunday Post-Execution - Ion

Week 3, Sunday Post-Execution - Waver

Week 3, Sunday Post-Execution - Steph

Week 3, Sunday Post-Execution - Souji

Week 3, Sunday Post-Execution - Sanji

Week 3, Saturday Post-Trial - Natsuo

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