Fern Green (
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trustfell2017-09-23 02:03 pm
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I don't believe in fretting and greiving, why mess around with strife?
[In some ways, this trial was simpler. The killer was lacking in remorse, the victim innocent. The lines were clearer. Was that better, or worse?
Either way, Fern and Alex make up something of a green team, preparing a meal in the kitchen. Nothing particularly complicated. Coffee and water for whoever want it is at one end of the dining table. Along the rest of it is a variety of foods. A plate of cheese and crackers, a bowl of salad and carrots for the healthy people, some handy finger sandwiches, and... a big pot of mac and cheese. What they lack in presentation they make up in sheer volume of food. That's a big tub of mac and cheese.
They struggle with the invitations for a bit before eventually coming up with possibly the most awkward phrasing possible. These notes are quietly shoved under doors with little fanfare more than a quick knock.
We got food in eat place. Food is good to eat. Enjoy food with us?
- Fern and Alex
[The dining area is lined up with some appropriate decorations, quick paper streamers and even some doodles that have been taped to the walls.
Its possible too simple. But maybe people need something simple to gorge on after a complicated day.]
Either way, Fern and Alex make up something of a green team, preparing a meal in the kitchen. Nothing particularly complicated. Coffee and water for whoever want it is at one end of the dining table. Along the rest of it is a variety of foods. A plate of cheese and crackers, a bowl of salad and carrots for the healthy people, some handy finger sandwiches, and... a big pot of mac and cheese. What they lack in presentation they make up in sheer volume of food. That's a big tub of mac and cheese.
They struggle with the invitations for a bit before eventually coming up with possibly the most awkward phrasing possible. These notes are quietly shoved under doors with little fanfare more than a quick knock.
We got food in eat place. Food is good to eat. Enjoy food with us?
- Fern and Alex
[The dining area is lined up with some appropriate decorations, quick paper streamers and even some doodles that have been taped to the walls.
Its possible too simple. But maybe people need something simple to gorge on after a complicated day.]
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Hey, are you positive you're not asleep now? There's a rule against that.
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You totally did, come on. After... Before we all stared investigating. It helped to hear some kind of...thing to do other than stand here soaking my shoes.
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There's nothing more frustrating to me than being able to do nothing, or looked down on like I can't handle a problem. I thought you might be the same.
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Even if it's...you know, rough as hell, I don't wanna just freeze up again. So...something to help push through that was...good.
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I know what you mean. Honestly, I've only handled it as well as I have these past two weeks because I went through something similar recently.
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Something similar to...all this? The death school, the- trials? Jesus.
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Oh, not like that. It was in a school, but not a death school. And only one person died.
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[ this is going swimmingly ]
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More people would have died if she hadn't. [Rin settles her hands in her lap, drawing in on herself somewhat.] Dozens of them came close enough as it was.
[It was bad; she's not trying to downplay that. It was just different. From all of this.]
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So...what happened?
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...It's complicated to explain, but all of the students and faculty were trapped in the building right after lunch. We covered up the incident by saying they fell ill to a gas leak later on, but it was much worse than that. They were...
[This probably isn't the best thing to discuss over food. To a normal person it would be terrifying even away from a dining room table, so Rin ends up censoring herself.]
Something was sucking the life out of them. Everyone was dying, and when I saw them dropped in their classrooms like flies, I froze up too.
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Sucking the... God. What- and someone...died, and it somehow...stopped it all?
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[It's like disarming a gunman, in other words.]
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What the... A living weapon? They- they have those where you live, you sure she wasn't just...possessed or something?
[ "just possessed" she says ]
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[Like Rin knows people can become possessed, but that's an idea that tends to creep out most people.]
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It all sounds so sad, however you say it. You talk like she was a...tool used by someone else, and in the end she had to die, not that person.
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Just because she was given orders doesn't mean she was unwilling. [Rin sighs, her shoulders heaving with the motion.] Well, I've probably talked too much already. I meant to relate to your experience, not needlessly depress you.
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Did you find anything? In Blue's room.
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Uh, yeah. It was...just notes, though. Personal ones, nothing about anything here.
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That's...what I was hopin'. At least give them some peace of mind.
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