don't wait for a knight in shinin' armor, your savior's reflected in the mirror
[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.]
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.]
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...
but he does eventually crack the door open.]
...thank you for your concern, Princess. I'm managing.
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Would you like anything right now? I could bring you some food or drink...
[Yes, she read all the secrets and she judges only a few for them at the moment.
Tarrlok is not one she judges.]
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then he realizes he's talking to freaking Estelle and nods.]
I wouldn't object to tea, but I'm... still not really feeling food at the moment. I'm sure you understand.
[even if it hadn't been for the secrets he probably wouldn't want to eat anything right now. it's been a gross-ass day.]
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[Because she may as well bring him something he likes.]
If neither, I can make some chamomile lavender tea. Hopefully that will soothe you a bit.
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[She'll leave and be back in about 10 minutes with a cup of chamomile lavender tea as promised.
If the door's closed, she'll just knock again.]
I'm back with the tea!
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Thank you very much, Princess. I appreciate your help with this.
[...he'll open it a little wider in case she wants to in, because why not. someone's gonna want to dig into those secrets a little bit.]
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It's not a problem. Everyone's been so distraught so I want to make sure they're okay.
[And with the door opening wider, Estelle invites herself in as she hands him the tea.]
Pardon the intrusion.
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[...he looks around.]
If you want to sit down, that's fine.
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It truly has been a long day. Yet, it's almost clear that these... incidents... are becoming routine. We must put a stop to them.
[Naturally, she'll help, too.]
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[That's what Estelle's hanging on to. Instead of someone murdered over this secret, look at all these people who didn't murder over it!]
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