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unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
scouserer) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-13 06:30 pm
(too late) you're at the party
[Well, it's safe to say that trial fucking sucked. Therefore, some sort of afterparty is in order. Constantine is admittedly not good at throwing parties without some sort of liquor or other drug involved, but that's where Data and Sylvando guide him.
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
meet at the lounge
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
First order of business--invites. Upon returning to your rooms, crumpled pieces of paper have been taped to the doors. Written in poor handwriting is the following:]
bring whatever you want
[Simple, but effective. The lounge itself has been livened up a bit with Sylvando's help. Some nicely patterned fabric has been draped around on the tables to liven up the place a little, and snacks from the café and vending machines have been placed out for people to peruse.
A few supplies from the first aid room have been gathered, as well, for those who may need it. But perhaps the help is unnecessary, as tomorrow will likely bring another New Years Eve. And with it, another week of despair and frustration.
But for now, they can forget about that and pretend that all that matters is the present.]
no subject
[Well she's not wrong -- it's about what your limits are and how much you're willing to take. He's...not willing to take lives to go past those limits. Absolutely not]
But now that he has shown he doesn't care about anything except the deaths, I'm not willing to let him push me around with whatever he'll threaten us next. He's--He's gonna lie and say whatever he can to get someone to die. He's not worth the time.
M-Maybe it's some sort of weird denial, but it just...feels like there's no point in listening to someone who probably's gonna backstab you because he feels like it. For all we know he fulfilled his threats even though someone died. I wouldn't put that past him.
no subject
[ That gets her to pause for a moment! It doesn't last long, though, as she breaks out into a fit of giggles. ]
That's a good point, Filbie! He gave us those memories back, at least, but you're right. There's no real way to be able to take him at his word, beyond immediate action.