hey mom, dead mom, i need a little help here

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...All of that happened, huh. That's the sentiment each and every week, and it's no different this time. Except, this time they've lost more people than before. Five.

The gathering invitation is slipped under everyone's doors, but it specifies something a little different. ]



[ That's a good two hours or so of difference. Enough time to wander around, for sure.

But, in the garden, at the appointed time, there's a variable arrangement of fresh-cooked food. A good amount of beef stew, some Chinese hot pot, and...watermelon? Just, an absurd amount of watermelon, cut up and set on plates. All the food's set on tables that seem to have been moved from the library, and the ground is littered with blankets, for those who don't want to sit on the grass.

And yes, she did not lie. There is, indeed, a variable fuckton of alcohol. (And coffee, for our underaged.)

This has become routine. But, we're still here. We're still alive. ]

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[valentinus]

[ He'll nod, accepting what she had to say. If he had any judgments to make, he was half-sure they'd be hypocrisy, on account of once being a Turk, and what the nature of that entailed. ]

...I see. I appreciate you answering honestly.

[mouflon]

[ She huffs a little breath through her nose. ]

No problem. People are quick to judge me when they see I'm called a terrorist and rebel and whatever else, so the best I can do is set the record straight when the opportunity presents itself.

[valentinus]

I can see why. As unfair as it is, people will naturally be inclined to assume the worst in situations like those, as you've pointed out.

After all, people are quick to fear and make judgments, but slow to consider the big picture first.

[ He'd have made a comparison with views on AVALANCHE here, but people had more reason to think badly or good of them. Not to say he believed that this was a black or white situation either. It was never that easy. ]

[mouflon]

Yeah. That's what happened with...

[ With Rhea, during the first trial. But she's talked shit about her enough times already, so she'll let the thought go. ]

Well, I guess it doesn't matter, as long as nobody left does the same thing. Vincent.

[ she's TRYING ]

[valentinus]

[ ...he's been actually pleasantly surprised.

And he appreciated it along with her trying her best, judging by that little smile. ]

Mm. You're right about that.