trustfell | 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.]

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[Rin frowns initially at that, but Angel doesn't need her to tell her what to do. She'll eat herself when she feels like it.]

Hair ribbons. I don't need so many, but I've always enjoyed crafting them. [Rin's frown shifts into a small smile as she spreads them out on the table, showing off the colors.] Would you like one?

Oh, uh...

[ Her hand unconsciously strays to the metal bracket thing that keeps her ponytail in place. Very... practical, but. ]

Sure, I'd love one.

You can have your pick of any one you like.

[There's about five of them, in different colors. Red, black, green, pink and white polka dots, and a light blue one which she's just finished, snipping off the long threads.

Oh, though there actually seems to be one more? There's a pink ribbon as well, but it's on the opposite side of the sewing machine, away from the others.]

I think any of them would suit you. You have dark hair, so most colors will look good against it.

Alright.

[ She reaches down and grabs... the light blue one, actually. To go with her eyes, or something like that. ]

So I just... tie it right on there, huh?

[It looks a bit like this, in that case.]

Mm. Do you know how to tie it?

Just a... regular bow? Or is there a trick to it?

You're using it to hold your ponytail in place, right? Since it's ribbon, sometimes it can come loose easily, so I like to tie them like this.

[Rin will reach up to take one of her pigtails out of its ribbon, so she can show Angel how she usually does it. It's still a simple knot, just with a different loop to keep it securely fastened.]

Cool. I'll... hang on, I'll try it.

[ And she'll remove the bracket and try her hand at it. It's a little messy, but serviceable. ]

Like that?

It's not perfect, but it'll hold. [In light of the trial today, she's hesitant to offer, but:] Would it be okay if I...?

[She curls a finger ahead of herself, as if offering to adjust it.]

Oh, uh... sure.

[ If there's something Angel doesn't really have the energy for, it's paranoia. ]

Go for it.

[Nice. Rin will make quick work of the bow then, adjusting it with nimble fingers so it sits more neatly in Angel's hair.]

There you go. [She scoots back, out of Angel's personal space and admiring the bow.] That was a good choice! The color brings out your eyes.

[ She... blushes a little, at the compliment. ]

Thanks. It's cool to have... something different.

What this building really needs but will never get is a shopping center. I bet you would have fun with that.

Yeah, probably. Definitely don't have those on Pandora, even outside of the bunker.

You lived underground?

More a... heavily guarded building? Built into a mountain.

Why so much fuss?

[It sounds like a military facility. She'd ask if Angel was the child of an important officer, but if it was that heavily guarded, why would they bring their families?]

To... keep people from finding me. Basically.

That's a lot of trouble to go to, for one girl.

[There's something very strange about her. Rin's not sure what to make of her yet. The more she learns about Angel, the deeper this rabbit hole seems to get.]

Not too much trouble for the key to your success, if you're rich enough.

That's right, your profile listed something strange for your occupation...

[She raised a knuckle to her lower lip in thought, head tilting downwards. A catalyst, wasn't it?]

You're saying that bunker was built solely to keep you inside of it?