(too late) you're at the party

[scouserer]

[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.]

Comments

[bonesorter]

[Oh, right--she remembers seeing Lalli say something like that to Flayn before, and so Lorna nods in understanding.]

Alright... I'll give it a try.

[cethflayn]

[Flayn nods, and she's going to guide Lorna through the breathing for a bit, taking it slow and easy.]

[bonesorter]

[Lorna follows what's being guided of her here, and while the first attempt results in a momentary cough, after a few more tries, she seems to relax easier before she finally speaks.]

I think... I actually do feel a little bit better now?

[She almost sounds mystified by that, like she's surprised that it actually worked?]

[cethflayn]

I am relieved to hear that is so.

[It is a very helpful thing and it doesn't make all the bad stuff go away, but you can keep moving forward. That's what's most important, sometimes.]

Can you hold on for just a moment? There is something I wish to give you.

[bonesorter]

What?

[Now that gets a look of surprise from Lorna here. Has Lorna ever gotten anything from anyone before.]

Miss Flayn, that's very kind of you, but you didn't have to get me anything...

[cethflayn]

It is no trouble! I...I had made something for everyone.

[She was able to give Adeline hers, in death. Better to give as many as she can in life.

Flayn goes to her desk and retrieves a friendship bracelet! Lorna's has two white carved fish buttons that flank a turtle button.]

This one is yours.

[bonesorter]

Oh... oh my goodness, this is wonderful...

[She really means it too--Flayn even found a turtle button it seems, and turtles are one of the few things Lorna really likes...]

I don't even know what to say... I've never been gifted something like this before.

[cethflayn]

You need not say anything. I am just happy you like it - it is a token of our friendship, and if you kept it and looked at it sometimes and thought of me, then that is all I could ever want.

[bonesorter]

Of--of course! In fact, I want to start wearing it right now.

[She says, as she fiddles with getting the friendship bracelet wrapped around one of her wrists here.]

Thank you so much, Flayn... I'm very grateful to have this as a reminder of our friendship.

[cethflayn]

You are so very welcome.

[aaaaaaaaa her roommate likes the bracelet

That's all Flayn could ever ask for]