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]

[ . . . A boss. Huh. She wonders, have this girl and Sayaka talked...? Well, that's probably not her problem, is it? She shakes her head again. ]

Well, if you signed up for it, far be it from me to knock it.

[didntgetdadslooks]

If I could leave, I would.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . ]

Right.

[didntgetdadslooks]

It's... whatever.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Okay so that's clearly not whatever, but this girl is also a human and nothing to her so at a weird impasse, Elda puts a hand on her hip, exhales, and... ]

Right. Want to befriend some jelly?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ A distraction sounds great. ]

Does the jelly... talk?

[matchbreaker]

Not really, but he clearly has some hell've a personality.

[ and she's motioning angel to come with her back towards the dining room ]