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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.]
cw cont.
Gods. The blank look gives way to something angry, something in agreement with those words.]
No disagreement from me. I spent so long wanting to make her proud, just once...I didn't realize how useless of an endeavor that was.
[Trivia: Plumeria has long wished to become a hero, so that she could make her mother proud.
Plumeria does look over when Sylvando mentions Lady Freyja, though, pausing for a moment before nodding her head.]
...We did meet before, but...after Mother did that much, Lady Freyja took me in permanently after what happened.
[She's sidestepping a bit here, if mostly due to just...not wanting to get into that much, but--]
It's because of Lady Freyja that I finally found a purpose. And I could not be more thankful, that she treated me so kindly and allowed me to become who I am. I'm...no longer that useless little girl, not anymore.
cw cont. just in case!
That's truly admirable, honey. From what I've seen, you really are a strong woman, and you carry the poise of a true knight. I wish your mother could have seen that.
[Plumeria is rough around the edges and her disdain for mortals is...problematic...but the dedication that she has for her queen speaks volumes. It's obvious to Sylvando that she really does try very hard.]
I'm so glad that you're in a better place where you have nothing to hold you back from shining bright.