into each breaking wave

[thisaroma]

[ Well, that was — no pun intended — unfortunate. ...But in light of what they already saw happen the first two weeks, maybe it's not really that surprising, either; and maybe it's at least a little easier to recognize when something is going to be a lost cause, if not necessarily to accept it.

In spite of everything, this is the first time Decus has been in a halfway decent mood after a trial, which he can gather is... probably not the case for most of the rest. So he figures he can take on the party host duties for this week rather than push it onto someone who needs a break. Anyway, he wants to keep up this feeling-okay thing for as long as he can, and if he has too much downtime and starts to think about what happened a week ago today... he might end up a little less okay.

So, he brings some food down to the buffet from the cafes for a little variety (even though most of them probably aren't going to be too picky at this point), along with some tea and cocoa from Starbucks and a few harder options from the bar, and gets that all set up in as welcoming an arrangement as he can manage. And...

Well. Despite how he may come off sometimes, he actually is self-aware enough to realize that some of the others might not appreciate being reminded that he's still alive when three people who'd never had any intention of killing are dead. It doesn't really bother him, but he doesn't want to create unnecessary drama, either; so he doesn't put his name anywhere on the invitations he puts up around the place, just a simple:

food and drinks at the buffet

...Which is almost always the case, technically, this past week excluded, but hey.

And while he might come by to offer a drink or something to someone who looks like they need it, he's mostly going to hang back and let everyone do their thing. ]

Comments

[cethflayn]

[I mean they're still okay for the most part, clearly Davy is just. Slowly warming up to all of us.]

...I should have been able to help her. We - we were roommates.

[ltcommandroid]

There was nothing you could have done. I am sorry.

[cethflayn]

[...

She's all cried out, but Data can likely tell that her shoulders shudder just a little bit.]

Perhaps there was not. But I still think of her as my friend. The spirit's actions were not her own.

[ltcommandroid]

They were not. But I understand how she felt the way she did. It is difficult to separate such experiences from one's perception of oneself.

[hey fun story remember when he mentioned that his systems can be fucked with? that happens like at least once a season]

[cethflayn]

[oh my god LEAVE DATA ALONE???]

It probably is...I. I cannot say I would know what it is like.

[ltcommandroid]

It is...disconcerting.

[headtilt]

I suppose I do not know how to frame it in an emotional context. But I have also felt the need to apologize in a similar context, and I clearly felt the effects much less keenly than Lorna.

[cethflayn]

[A nod of moderate understanding. It sounds like empathy to Flayn, but since Data insists he does not have feelings, he'd probably call it sympathy.]

We will have to make sure it does not happen to anyone else, then. If it can be helped.

[ltcommandroid]

With any luck, I am the only one who the Captain may yet be able to do something like that to. And he has not demonstrated the technical expertise needed.

[AND THEN MONDAY HAPPENED]

[cethflayn]

[MONDAY SURE HAPPENED A LOT]

I am sure that if he could do those things, he already would have. Like with the flame-throwers.

[ltcommandroid]

Indeed.

[and then we all fucking suffered rip the end]