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unknownseas2021-02-06 04:50 pm
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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You don't have anymore of those flat things, do you?
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Bet you can't get it as far as I did.
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[ She giggles, taking the CD case from him. Once she gets a good stance she takes it and........... sort of whiffs it. She kinds of stares as it tumble uselessly into the ocean. ]
... I wouldn't be able to convince you to go get it for me, could I? ♡
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If you'd like to take a walk off the ship, be my guest. I'm sure the kraken would love to play fetch.
[Maybe a morbid joke to make after the trial, but....]
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[ She rolls her eyes, grabbing something else and just yeeting that, also. ]
I'm surprised it hasn't blown everything that's been tossed over by now. You'd think it'd get sick of it by now.
[ Or maybe it gained a taste for her wrappers??? Who knows. ]
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[Ok, Constantine. He watches the item Alice throws disappear into the night.]
Eh. It’s probably used to it, what with people littering the water constantly. Like little gnats landing on its mantle. [He gestures to himself.] Now, if we were to enter its domain, I imagine that’d be more like...like something significantly bigger than a gnat.
[Nailed it.]
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Is that what it was doing when it shot you back onto the deck? Swatting you like a fly? [ snorts ] And besides, don't most people get sick of gnats and start trying to get rid of them after awhile, too? Guess we haven't hit the limit of what it'll tolerate, just yet.
[ She still thinks yeeting a vending machine over is a good idea, honestly... ]
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Well, yeah. It didn’t eat me, so I’d count that as a victory, nevertheless. Maybe you should give it a shot one day.
[As annoying as he likes to be towards Alice, he doesn’t really mind her.]
Jonesy might get a bit cross if we keep doing it, though. It’s his pet, after all.