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unknownseas2022-07-09 09:53 pm
visiblepattern) wrote in unknownseas2022-07-09 09:53 pm
some moments last forever, and some flare out with love, love, love [afterparty]
[So that all sucked really bad, huh.
Forrest had meant what he said about going to the clinic immediately after all of this, getting medical supplies ready and set up on hand to prepare to receive people - Dandy is the primary candidate for this, whether he likes it or not - but before he goes he grabs Rossiu for the briefest moment before sending him on his way. Sure enough, when the note comes in a few minutes it isn't in Forrest's flowing, delicate hand but rather something blockier and incredibly neat. If you've seen Rossiu's handwriting, you'll recognize it: ]
We're having a memorial gathering in the ice cream parlor in an hour. Feel free to attend if you'd like, or if you would prefer to not be alone.
[...It seems like as good a place as any.
There are some things set up, though not terribly many; the tables are set out and are perhaps a bit closer than they normally would be, but go ahead and make yourself some sundaes, pull up a chair, talk to one another, ruminate over whether Jason and Hagakure would have liked this (or whether Vholran wouldn't have, either way) - it's your night, to do what you want with.]
Forrest had meant what he said about going to the clinic immediately after all of this, getting medical supplies ready and set up on hand to prepare to receive people - Dandy is the primary candidate for this, whether he likes it or not - but before he goes he grabs Rossiu for the briefest moment before sending him on his way. Sure enough, when the note comes in a few minutes it isn't in Forrest's flowing, delicate hand but rather something blockier and incredibly neat. If you've seen Rossiu's handwriting, you'll recognize it: ]
[...It seems like as good a place as any.
There are some things set up, though not terribly many; the tables are set out and are perhaps a bit closer than they normally would be, but go ahead and make yourself some sundaes, pull up a chair, talk to one another, ruminate over whether Jason and Hagakure would have liked this (or whether Vholran wouldn't have, either way) - it's your night, to do what you want with.]
ice cream parlor
[ Floyd trying to crack a light joke during these trying times. His own bowl of ice cream is filled with a bunch of scoops. ]
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[ He looks up, blinks once. Tries a smile. Could he be blamed for not managing one right now? It's a little empty when he replies. ]
Yeah, maybe. Hand me some, would you?
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[ Floyd grabs one of the little sprinkle shakers and slides it on over. It's little green stars!
He totally gets it though, about it being hard to smile. Even his smile is a hollow one as he dumps a few sprinkles onto his big bowl as well. ]
How're you holdin' up?
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[ He's always thought so, hasn't he? He drops some sprinkles on his ice cream. It doesn't make it much more appetizing. ]
Hey, I'm the adult here. That's my line.
[ He picks up a spoonful of ice cream, then drops it. ]
This whole thing's just a lot, I guess.
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[ Except for you know, the ones in place here since his life is on the line. ]
Yeeeah, it is. 'M gonna miss Sea Urchin and Sunfish.