some moments last forever, and some flare out with love, love, love [afterparty]

[visiblepattern]

[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.]

Comments

[fuckingguy]

Yes. Still not sure how useful it was as training in the event of a zombie incursion, but kinda fun nonetheless.

Anyway... thank you, for stepping in back there.

[howveryglib]

It is certainly not the best means of training, but I believe it to be enough to keep my skills sharp in the absence of aught else.

[pew pew!]

In any case, I was simply doing what was necessary.

[fuckingguy]

Yes, but you came prepared. [ He says, even though he brought and threw a knife! It's just objectively less effective than a sword. ] I mean, I do get that it was not a big deal, but you did probably keep Dandy's hands on his body.

[howveryglib]

Given the stakes we are dealing with, I thought it would be prudent. I would not be surprised to see other desperate last stands in the future, though I do hope we do not.

[fuckingguy]

Possible. It was inevitable, of course, that we would eventually discover a murderer who was not also a skinny child.

[ You can hear the volume of his voice just kind of go down as he keeps saying that last sentence! ]

[howveryglib]

...indeed. Our previous culprits have generally... not been particularly physically imposing.

[...the damage is emotional rather than physical.]

[fuckingguy]

Precisely. Which is better for the well-being of the group, physically, but...

[howveryglib]

Well, one does not need to be imposing to be a problem. We still seem to have our attempted poisoner running rampant, though, so while I cannot imagine such a person being difficult during a trial I would hope that they have decided to rethink things.

[fuckingguy]

Yesss.

[ Okay, he's finally getting closer to the game and Gaius as opposed to just kind of standing around and talking whilst fiddling with his hands. ]

I mean, they have certainly lost the element of surprise.

[howveryglib]

And they seem as though they are not particularly given to mass poisonings given all the opportunities that have been provided to them, but one still must wonder...

[fuckingguy]

... That is true. Of course, they would not be able to kill Misfire or myself that way, and then we would obviously know that the one still alive was the poisoner, so perhaps that is the reason why there have been no such attempts.

[howveryglib]

Indeed. Granted, it would also be possible that they would not consider something like that, particularly given that it was a bit sloppily done to begin with.