don't wait for a knight in shinin' armor, your savior's reflected in the mirror

[perpend]

[That sure was a fucking thing. That execution was a fucking thing. Those secrets are a fucking thing.

Cabanela retreats to his room, but not for all that long. Everyone will get a note eventually, written in very neat handwriting

I do not plan on bowing down to threats and intimidation. If you did not act, it means you were, like me, aware of the risk, but decided against it. Your reasons are entirely your own.

Join me in the dining room if you agree enough is enough, and that you won't acquiesce to threats. I don't plan to let this stop me, and neither should you.

-C

In the dining room itself, Cabanela has set up coffee and tea for those who want it-- there's no food, because to be honest, he doesn't know how to cook. Two more candles have been lit-- he wasn't really sure what to do about the whole... parasite thing... so Fern's candle will have to make due.]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ Mmm. ]

... It has been, it's true. Green sure made a mess of things... though I suppose that isn't her.

[destage]

...That doesn't mean your life is over or forfiet, Estelle-san.

[That's...something she's really gotta tell herself, but Estelle could stand to hear it too.]

[shuttermouse]

An arcade would be great. I don't usually play games much, but it'd be fun to have some rhythm or racing games to pass the time with. I'd love to see Adelina-san or or one of the other non-modern people attempt DDR, too.

[sadisticwarfare]

Indeed. I suppose we'll have another odd dream soon, too.

[hentopan]

[ Okay, that actually gets a small laugh. ]

Hell no, but they might as well be considering how much I have to babysit them.

[destage]

Oh my gosh, I didn't even think of that end of it. Could you imagine them trying to do challenge mode, and just how many of them would probably wind up on the floor? [Sayaka chuckles a bit, despite herself.]

Honestly, I'd hope that maybe they had some sort of prize machine in there. I wonder if it'd use those coins to play the games...

[ninehundredlives]

A record player, maybe. If they're going to keep handing out all those Queen albums.

[Seriously why is that happening]

[matchbreaker]

Yeah. Though I mean, making some corrupted universe floor pop out of existence does seem about as godlike as anything I've seen of that Milla girl other than her titles.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . She didn't want to hear that. She didn't want to hear that and sympathize more with the girl. She exhales through her teeth, correcting herself, but ... ultimately she considers reaching out to touch Tabby and thinking better of it, her hand falling back to herself. ]

... I would too, honestly. That's something no one should suffer.

[matchbreaker]

You committed to joining some war that's going to summon the four horsemen just to see what happens?

[sleepytimegal]

[ Livin' in the real worrrrld ]

...Yeah. Same. ...Make sure to have some water with that, alright?

[matchbreaker]

She kept picking fights with me. She's -- she was obnoxious.

[explosivecombat]

...I don't quite understand the reference, but I suppose.

[destage]

...That would make the most sense, wouldn't it? I'm surprised those are so widespread, though...maybe they're fans?

[sleepytimegal]

[ O- oh...! This is surprising, she's so giggly? Especially after this week, it's... ]

Ha... Wow, you're really getting into this, Sayaka. Don't go too overboard your first time, alright? As your...drinking senior, I gotta be kinda responsible.

[shuttermouse]

Not gonna lie, I want to see them try Pluto Relinquish. It'd be hilarious.

[ please carry on inigo's legacy... ]

I wonder what they'd even put in a prize nachine...

[sleepytimegal]

[ Hey, she gets it, she's not gonna start poking around. She only pokes around dead people's stuff. ]

What would you even put up anyway? Hang a chicken on the wall, set up a creepy dollhouse? [ She just waves a hand and takes a seat, and... ] This place ain't for us getting comfortable.

[perpend]

For what little it's worth, your history, whatever you did before coming here, doesn't change what I think about you.

[It's not like they've spoken much, but...]

We're all in this hell together; what matters is what happens now.

[destage]

Is that what you thought of her as, then? An obnoxious person?

[destage]

I think I'm fine! ...Does it look a little unusual, though? I don't really know how much I've gone through, honestly...

[Even so, it is still getting some laughter.]

I don't know, though, it's just really fun. Especially after all of that stuff that happened today...

[ninehundredlives]

Clearly not...

[So we're tangentially back on the secrets now, huh? At least Susan's isn't really about any violence she may or may not have committed.]

[destage]

Oh gosh, and I thought Valkyrie Dimension would be bad enough! Knowing them, they'll probably literally break a leg.

[WE SHALL DO THIS.]

I hope it'd be a lot of cute stuffed animals, honestly. I could use something to decorate my room with more...

[perpend]

[A nod of agreement.]

If the pattern holds.

[sleepytimegal]

[ The beds are fine, honestly. ...It's strange if she starts to think about the grisly scene that was in here hours before, but. She won't start imagining that.

Once they're sitting: ]

They're called the Sunken. At least...that's what they referred to themselves as. They're... They're what's left of soldiers and passengers killed on a US submarine during World War II. It was, uh...friendly fire. A mistake of some kind. I didn't find out the full details, but...because of everything that happened, they stayed there, and...well, with that radio...me and my friends, we...made contact with them.

[sleepytimegal]

It's... They just surprised me. It's kinda nice to see his face again, especially in...an impossible situation.

...How long ago was it, for you?