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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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[If you get a cold Filbo isn't going to watch over you until you get better--okay, no, he'll check on you once in a while, that's for certain]
You should get up. I know these are tough times, but staying there isn't gonna make you feel better. It just's gonna make you feel empty until you decide you're soaked enough.
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...
I suppose that makes sense. I will feel the same regardless, but at least I will not be wet.
[He stands up a little shakily and goes to turn the water off.]
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[It sucks emotions are so difficult to deal with, good grief]
...you...wanna...vent a little?
[Filbo's considering offering going to the bar to have a drink, pffft]
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I am not sure how much I feel like discussing these things.
[maybe... maybe once he's dried off...]
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[And like half of this ship's residents are in dire need of therapy/will need it if things keep happening, hah]
But at least you know you can trust me...right? I'm not saying it just because we're roomies and we see each other so often, I just wanna make sure you know that.
[Because everything sucks and by now nobody on this ship is okay, but Filbo will be buried and dead before he just ignores someone who's having a hard time. He just doesn't really expect the help to be taken because usually not many people do, hah]
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[ugggh his hair’s soggy and so is his cape. his fancy knight man cape. Uggggh.]
You are an upstanding fellow, Filbo. Any reticence on my part has nothing to do with you.
[...well. Not in the sense of...
...it’s more that Filbo is a good egg and he is. Not.]