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trustfell2017-09-23 02:03 pm
greenmamabear) wrote in trustfell2017-09-23 02:03 pm
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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[ Like she said, coma patients??? ]
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Eating to survive, of course! Dead Apostles don't have such sensitive pallets, nor empathetic taste buds. I'm annoyed "I can sense emotions, but only with my tongue," is only the second strangest thing I've heard today.
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[ :T ]
I can smell them normally too.
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[ Like... Elda's tone implies she's not sure what Rin's even asking, honestly. ]
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There's probably more babble here actually as Rin speculates to herself? Some science babble specifically related to anatomy, and how she can theoretically see how it would be possible with magecraft, but take an extreme degree of control.
Eventually her thoughts will turn inwards, but it still looks like she's having an entire conversation in her head, hand propping up her chin and staring at a wall.]
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Okay so like that was interesting for like a second?
....
So she's going to get up to go and leave the library mostly to see if Rin'll notice... ]
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I'm not sure it'll be relevant, but I'll have to think on that more.
[Oh wait, Elda's nearly at the door. Rin apparently only noticed by coincidentally finishing her train of thought there.]
Oh, are you leaving? Good night, then.
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[ . . . .
LATER. ]