Freyja, Queen of Nightmares (
dokkalfheimr) wrote in
unknownseas2021-02-06 04:50 pm
And we're all adrift together through the cold mist, 'til we're lifeless together
[The preparations hit differently this time.
Last weekend was at least an attempt at being festive, even with the light supplies they have; at being joyous, at giving people at least one nice thing to look back upon before things inevitably took a turn for the worse. And now two people are dead, and instead of trying to figure out structure placement and how best to keep everyone entertained and occupied and well-fed, the preparations now are given to much more practical purposes.
Large amounts of bottled water from the machine. Bagels and bread and muffins, light starchy things to avoid forcing anyone to keep meat or seafood down after seeing a corpse. Fruit for the sake of providing energy. Avoiding including bananas for any reason. Quietly pulling aside one of the first people she sees with any experience in the matter and asking them to help her make tea.
Once she's got one of the tables at the party zone set up and the tea is on its way to being prepared, she'll set around letting people know; the invitations are simple, written in Freyja's broad, elegant handwriting:
I think another gathering tonight would be beneficial. Not to celebrate, but to remember; perhaps more importantly, to ensure that no one is alone if they don't want to be.
Tonight is hard. There is nothing further to do but get through it.]
Last weekend was at least an attempt at being festive, even with the light supplies they have; at being joyous, at giving people at least one nice thing to look back upon before things inevitably took a turn for the worse. And now two people are dead, and instead of trying to figure out structure placement and how best to keep everyone entertained and occupied and well-fed, the preparations now are given to much more practical purposes.
Large amounts of bottled water from the machine. Bagels and bread and muffins, light starchy things to avoid forcing anyone to keep meat or seafood down after seeing a corpse. Fruit for the sake of providing energy. Avoiding including bananas for any reason. Quietly pulling aside one of the first people she sees with any experience in the matter and asking them to help her make tea.
Once she's got one of the tables at the party zone set up and the tea is on its way to being prepared, she'll set around letting people know; the invitations are simple, written in Freyja's broad, elegant handwriting:
I think another gathering tonight would be beneficial. Not to celebrate, but to remember; perhaps more importantly, to ensure that no one is alone if they don't want to be.
Tonight is hard. There is nothing further to do but get through it.]

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How are you doing after all of that? It's been a very rough day, ja?
[He's more subdued than usual, and he'll offer you a cup of tea if you don't already have one.
Later on in the evening, he's taken up residence in the buffet where he's going to be mixing drinks. He's humming to himself as he works, though he's still nowhere near as cheerful as usual. Feel free to swing by if you want something, otherwise he's here to talk and not think too much about anything that just happened.]
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How is the evening finding you...?
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[Which is understandable, given that some of these people were closer to the killer and victim, or were otherwise traumatized by what happened.]
And you...? It was nice of you to gather everyone together this evening.
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[So there's that.]
I'm faring well enough, however. I didn't know either of them well, though I suppose that's true of most here. We've all only known each other for less than two weeks.
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[The kids and bleeding hearts, in other words.]
I do wonder what will happen next.
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He upset us and he gave us a deadline. And yet there was only one body this morning, that being the result of a total accident that was only tangentially related. Implying that no one was interested in acting on what he was putting forth.
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[asking for a friend]
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That's a way to put it. Rough. [ She shrugs. ] I'm fuckin' dealing with it.
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I can see. [That's actually not sarcastic...] I can leave you alone, if you'd prefer?
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Nah, man, be my guest. I don't own the ship. Can't tell ya what to do.
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True enough! I suppose that would be the Captain's job, not that many of us will be likely to listen to him.
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[ ...No jokes about his dick today? ]
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Unfortunately, it doesn't seem very likely we'll get that opportunity any time soon. He seems very content laughing at us from afar.
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[ She really is upset about all this! ]
Like we're just dancing bears for him.
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[Like none of the struggle mattered and only the execution did.]
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[ All he cares about is their deaths. Not like that's really surprising, but... ]
Not even the bullshit trial matters to him. Why the fuck were we even doing that?
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[It's not a comforting answer, and it certainly isn't fun to think about.]
Hopefully we'll be able to learn more and perhaps then we'll be able to find a way to stop this.
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