is this darkness of the dawn and your friends are gone

[bogwife]

[Everything keeps happening so much and the only real constants are death and parties.

Zerinda takes the initiative to plan things this time, with Della helping her deliver the invitations either being slipped under doors again.]



[It gives everyone an hour or two to settle down from the investigation and trial. By 6 on the dot the tables in the lounge are packed with miscellaneous vending machine snacks, a large pot of a thick and warm white stew, a plate stacked with biscuits and cupcakes. So many cupcakes. Mira has been coping well with her stress.

There's also several bottles of wine, hot coffee and hot chocolate waiting for anyone thirsty.

Welcome to the party, ya'll.]

Comments

[nothingcanstop]

...You already know my feelings on this, Mira. If I've got anything to say about it, those gods are gonna hear a thing or two.

[ She says this...quietly, mostly to her, and keeps the seething rage inside. Character development!! ]

[fivestagegod]

[thank you della because he suspected this kind of needed to be left to someone with empathy and he ain't it]

[nothingcanstop]

[ it's cool, she's got the empathetic front with the little duckling here!! ]

[philoxenia]

[ incredibly fair, incredibly valid ]

[fivestagegod]

[zero empathy zero sentiments about this beyond "that's rough i guess"]

[philoxenia]

And your uncle, too, right?

[ bless duckfam, honestly. ]

[nothingcanstop]

[ She nods, with a gentle smile. ]

Uncle Scrooge hasn't met a god he isn't ready to outsmart.