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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.]
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I wish annoying was the most of it.
[He flicks a non-lit match into the pool, then pauses, apparently realizing his error.]
What's stopping him from just calling it here, huh? He's clearly got the power to kill us all at any point. Is this some sort of...sort of gristly entertainment?
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[It's such a simple answer, and Lalli doesn't really elaborate on it. Constantine can fill in the blanks there anyway.]
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Verbose. Thanks for your input.
[.....]
What did you get back, anyways?
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[Sure, Lalli can be vague, but he's going to ask for clarification from Constantine.]
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[His expression drops, and he pulls his hood on to partiallycover his head like he's hiding.]
I got it back.
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Wasn't very pleasant, I take it.
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...it would have been better if I didn't remember.
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[A grim expression appears on his face.]
But it'd be a poor way to honor their memory, whoever they were.
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[...]
It still hurts.
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So? That's just how life is. It hurts you, over and over again. Doesn't give two shits if you're trying to survive or if you've already been kicked to the curb.
[....Sorry, Lalli, if you were looking for any sort of comfort.]
But we keep going on anyways, because we can still spend what breath we have telling the people to sod off and do better.
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[It's fine. He's very particular on who he seeks comfort from anyway.]
That sounds like something grandma would say. "The world won't carry you, so you have to carry yourself. Keep up, or I'm leaving you behind."