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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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[ There's a light, humorless laugh. It's... ]
We... Yeah, close is a way to put it. She's what the Captain took from me. But...just remembering that she came back. That...she saved me.
[ This was...a very bad last few days. ]
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[Oh wow. That's easily up there in terms of one of the worst ones he's heard, yikes.]
I'm sorry, that must have been very difficult.
[And sure, it may be better now, but it still sucks that you spent nearly a week with something so important stolen from you. Not like he can relate, don't worry about it.]
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Yeah, that's... That's a way to put it. [ She breathes out. ] That's why I'm trying to make sure, if...anything like that happens again...I have something to tell me otherwise. Like, something only I coulda drawn. You know? Contingency plans, for my fucking memories... Who'da thought we'd need something like that, huh?
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[Maybe it would be smart to write some things down...]
Though I doubt he'll pull the same trick twice in a row. That doesn't seem entertaining enough.
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...Really I just don't want him to fuck with my head again. That's...low. Low in a whole new way.
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[He sighs once that's out there though, and lifts his shoulders a bit.]
Well, that's something we'll find out eventually, I'm sure.
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[ Chloe frowns, and for the first time, she considers this point. ]
The hell's he need us for?
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cw: ...we're back to dick comments again
cw: oh god i thought we escaped
cw: you've never truly escaped with chloe