if robin checked the bulletin, she may have noticed a trail of dark soot on the ground that leads away from there... to a thin, dark cloud of smoke hanging over the cemetery. sitting on the ground between the worn gravestones is a familiar shadow. as always, her face is unreadable.
she seems almost still and lifeless, merely sitting there without moving or making a sound. until finally... ]
... Is someone there?
[ she turns her head to look through the haze at robin. ]
week 0, monday
Hello, Ms. Kate. How is your paper cut?
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Week 1, Friday
if robin checked the bulletin, she may have noticed a trail of dark soot on the ground that leads away from there... to a thin, dark cloud of smoke hanging over the cemetery. sitting on the ground between the worn gravestones is a familiar shadow. as always, her face is unreadable.
she seems almost still and lifeless, merely sitting there without moving or making a sound. until finally... ]
... Is someone there?
[ she turns her head to look through the haze at robin. ]
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week 5, friday
she approaches her at the pyre. ]
Miss Kate....
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Week 6, Monday
Oh, Robin. So you ended up here, too...
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