catch-all: kyoko.

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week zero, saturday.

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[Welcome to IKEA... Monika's sipping a drink from the food court and frowning profusely at the closed off, under construction area upstairs.]

What do you think they're working on?

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I've never been to an IKEA before, I couldn't tell you what's supposed to be there.

week zero, monday.

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[Truly funny they have a selfie shop now after 3+ days of homelessness. Monika is looking between the different set options, humming.]

Have you ever used one of these shops before, Kyoko?

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[She walks in, looks at the decorations and feels like this really isn't her scene.]

I've never heard of them before. Are they popular?

Week 0: Friday

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[Find her lost in thought with a cup of coffee anywhere.]

Didn't take long.

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[honestly, monika probably grabs a cup of coffee, too. it's Necessary.]

They really jumped at the first opportunity they got...

week one, monday.

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[They are in (throws dart) the gift shop! Monika frowns profusely at the selection.]

The clothes didn't get any better.

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None of this is really my style.

[Some of the button down shirts, maybe. But not quite.]

W1: Friday

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[Kyoko is sitting in one of the swings from last week's park, lost in thought.]

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[girl, mood.

monika quietly sits down on the other swing, staring into the distance.]

week one, sunday.

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[WHAT AN EXECUTION... They are at (throws dart) the food trucks, where Monika is trying to order a coffee when she notices Kyoko.]

... Hey. Do you wanna join me?

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Yes, I could use a coffee.

[That she will destroy, but thankfully she's the only one drinking it today.]

week two, monday.

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[LIBRARY...!!! monika is visibly excited, her arms already filled with a handful of books while she looks for a place to sit down, until she runs into kyoko.]

Do you see anything you like?

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[Kyoko's vibes are a nice calm hum of emotion.]

I'm always interested in knowledge. It looks like you've already found a collection.

W3: Tuesday

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[This time she's in the cold topic, looking over the new clothes.]

There's so much mesh here.

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It's... a choice.

[she is truly standing here like a suburban mom who accompanied her kid into the store and is trying to be polite about it.]

It's not your style either, Kyoko?

W4: Monday

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[Where are all these pigs coming from... This memory begins playing and stops at 9:29:35.

Omegamon really is just stuffed awkwardly on the counter. It's so obvious they simply don't fit.]

Is this the weekly effect then?

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... It seems like it.

[h... hello??? she blinks at kyoko.]

You know, you made being a cyber detective sound so dull when I first asked you about it. What was that?

W4: Sunday

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[ If absolutely nothing else, they got some answers.

Kyoko is sitting in the park with her coffee and turns to see who approaches her. ]

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... Hi, Kyoko.

[answers at what cost... monika is probably on her way back from paying her respects to the dead.]

How are you feeling?

week five, monday.

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[they are in (throws dart) for miners! monika stares blearily at the minion clothes.]

... Seriously?

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That's... Terrible.

W6: Monday

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[At some point, somebody has gotten her into a coat. It's a bit too large for her, but it's tied up enough that it doesn't drag on the ground. And apparently somewhere in her wardrobe there are some pants.

The gloves and scarf continue to be worn in the forest of the newest addition to the city.

Was that a howl?]

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[kyoko wearing pants... this is how we know it's getting close to endgame.

it's a bit of an echo chamber in here. because kyoko thinks it, and monika immediately says it—]

—Was that a howl?

w6, saturday.

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[OUR KYOKO 😭

she said she would be in the outer park, so monika will seek her out there. is she just sitting on a bench, or...?]

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[Kyoko is always, in the end, true to her word. Here she is on a park bench, with a coffee in her hands.]