ltcommandroid: (I've got a secret)
Lt. Cmdr. Data ([personal profile] ltcommandroid) wrote in [community profile] 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).]
cethflayn: (siiiiiiiigh)

[personal profile] cethflayn 2021-02-21 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[nnnngh]

I do not think you would do that. But. I have hurt you. And I...

["I don't know how to properly apologize to you yet."]
thisaroma: (to me you're like a growing addiction)

[personal profile] thisaroma 2021-02-21 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...

He puts his hand to his forehead and closes his eyes for a moment. ]


Look, it's been a long day. Why don't you go back to your room for tonight, and if you want to talk later, we can.
cethflayn: (there is so much i do not know)

[personal profile] cethflayn 2021-02-21 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a long pause before Flayn cautiously inches back into the hallway.]

...Okay.

[And she just. Darts into her room.]