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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.]
top deck
Not really.
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...I see. I certainly don't blame you, either way. A little catharsis does do one good sometimes.
[It's a simple observation as Plumeria gets herself settled into a chair, honestly. She's got no comforting words or anything like that to offer, but she's got no derision for Alice either, at least.]
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If you have something to say, then feel free to go ahead. It's not like everyone else hasn't had their chance today.
[ Like, she doesn't exactly feel like Plumeria's got something in mind, but she also sort of assumed the better of her and Freyja and. She's kind of butthurt about the latter! ]
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...Are you just expecting me to tell you that I hate you or something?
[...Bit of a blunt question, but it's pretty detached, honestly.]
If you had actually been the absolute idiot to act on this motive, then believe me, I'd have plenty to say, believe me.
[...sorry allenby, you legit do not deserve.]
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[ Is it because she'd be dead or everyone else would be? Who knows! ]
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[Plumeria does turn to Alice properly at that, though.]
But you didn't answer my question.
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[...Okay, you kind of didn't deserve the whole. Not human thing being dragged out in front of god and everyone. Plumeria pauses, before shaking her head.]
...Forget it. The point is, I have no intention of lecturing you about what happened today. What happened happened, and quite frankly, I'm not in the mood to fight further about it.
[gods, she'll just let you throw shit in peace sis]