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unknownseas2021-02-20 08:28 pm
ltcommandroid) wrote in unknownseas2021-02-20 08:28 pm
it is a funeral.
[Well. That was certainly something.
Emotions are clearly high, so for once, Data steps out of his helper role and takes on the brunt of organizing the after-trial gathering. He's seen enough of them by now to know what's what. He's also seen more than enough in this particular trial to decide that the bar, while possibly being the most logical location, may be distressing to some! So instead, we're gonna do something different. Data will deliver invitations, that sort of look like a computer printed them, to each of the rooms:]
Please come to the ice cream parlor if you would like company at this time.
- Data
[Everybody likes ice cream!
There are no decorations, but there are some snack selections from the buffet and the cafe, depending on what you want, and a tray or two of mixed drinks courtesy of Jimmy Buffett. Data and Parker are both here. If you're sad, you may pet Parker (probably). If you're too depressed to make your own fancy sundae, Data will do it for you (definitely).]
Emotions are clearly high, so for once, Data steps out of his helper role and takes on the brunt of organizing the after-trial gathering. He's seen enough of them by now to know what's what. He's also seen more than enough in this particular trial to decide that the bar, while possibly being the most logical location, may be distressing to some! So instead, we're gonna do something different. Data will deliver invitations, that sort of look like a computer printed them, to each of the rooms:]
Please come to the ice cream parlor if you would like company at this time.
- Data
[Everybody likes ice cream!
There are no decorations, but there are some snack selections from the buffet and the cafe, depending on what you want, and a tray or two of mixed drinks courtesy of Jimmy Buffett. Data and Parker are both here. If you're sad, you may pet Parker (probably). If you're too depressed to make your own fancy sundae, Data will do it for you (definitely).]
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[Not about what happened earlier. Mostly about other stuff, honestly.]
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[In case anyone was wondering how Scott can subsist on a diet of sushi and hot cheetos, it's because of this.]
Well, within reason? I've never really tested the upper limits of it.
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[Normally, when Scott would say something like that it would just be a frank admission. This time it's more like self-depreciating, almost. Like he intentionally tried for a joke and it didn't quite land.]
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cw: being really blase about the nature of death?
[Scott's fiddling with the spoon he's been using to eat his ice cream. It's weird and difficult for him to talk about this stuff, but he always tries. He's constantly trying, here.]
Basically, I don't think pre-hating you for something that might not even happen is how I want to live my life.
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Even if we weren't in a "game" with lives on the line, most people wouldn't be acting like this. ...I don't want anyone else to die. But they might -- he'll make sure of it if he can.
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[Somewhere out there, Angel shivers and doesn't know why.]
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[this is the person who still doesn't understand what's so funny about her title.]
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[Scott just makes a jacking off motion with his free hand that's not currently holding a spoon.]
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[She rubs her forehead and shakes her head.]
Never mind. It's probably another one of those things.
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