at the end of the river, the sundown beams

[destage]

[Well...that trial was most certainly a thing, now wasn't it.

It's probably a while after the trial that some notes will be going underneath people's doors, written in a nice, clean scrawl--]

For anyone who hasn't gotten anything to eat, there will be food and refreshments provided in the dining room courtesy of Estelle-san and I. Feel free to take as much as you need.

Please stay strong, everyone.

♥ Estelle and Sayaka

[True to the word, there's plenty of food to go around--potato stew courtesy of Estelle, and curry courtesy of Sayaka. There's coffee and tea out as well, for anyone to drink, and...well, it's more or less an optional thing. After today, some might need it.]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

I think the term you're looking for is beautiful, or healthy.

[ :T ]

[greenmamabear]

Yeah. Yeah.

Just sayin', if you think you have to stay thin, you don't need to.

[matchbreaker]

... Believe it or not, I've been thinner. [ Sheepishly. ] This is just the figure Marker women tend to have. My mother was pretty much the same.

[greenmamabear]

Is that a thing? Inherited figures? I thought it was just hair and stuff.

[matchbreaker]

No, genes can be quite powerful. My granddaughter's the spitting image of me other than some bits she got from her mother's side. Same facial structure and such.

[greenmamabear]

Huh. Weird. [Although she can't help but wonder what Junior might inherit. Hopefully not douchebaggery.]

Well. Just don't starve yourself.

[matchbreaker]

[ If I don't, then you're all going to turn on me. ]

Trust me, I'm not that altruistic.

[greenmamabear]

What? [She struggles to think of what that could possibly mean. She's so confusing.]

They've got plenty of food, I don't think you've got to worry about wasting it.

[matchbreaker]

[ Haaaa. ]

I won't, then! Seriously, though. Unless you want to complain at me for how I handled things, there's other people for you to dote on.

[greenmamabear]

[She grimaces but tries to be "polite" by looking away.]

...Well, you could have been a little more... considerate.

[matchbreaker]

[ There we go. ]

Oh yeah?

[greenmamabear]

...Yeah. You know what, yeah, you could-

[She cuts herself off, pinching her brow.]

...No, forget it. You're fine and dandy.

[matchbreaker]

[ Clearly not, she got suckered by the rules and shamed by Jericho. But... you know what, if sh won't push it, then - she laughs a little, a dark chuckle. ]

Well, then at least we agree.

[greenmamabear]

[She groans.]

I wanna punch you so hard sometimes.

[matchbreaker]

You can try. The rules say you can.

[ She says, smirking some. ]

[greenmamabear]

I don't feel like it today. Maybe later.

[matchbreaker]

You sure do like to talk up this and that a lot. [ Exhale, and she turns from Fern to look back at the clock. ]

You don't seem to take it in that much, but try to internalize this: If you're tried, go rest. If you're not, maybe try to be supportive for people. If you're going to be smothering there though, maybe consider just recovering yourself. We did just see some teenager get impaled a few hours ago, after all.

[greenmamabear]

["Fuck you and your advice" - a Fern thought. Because how dare she be right.]

I don't want to rest. I can't rest.

[matchbreaker]

Well, hopefully that's literally true. We don't need someone to break the rules and nod off here anymore.