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

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ probably for the best. ]

Maybe. Maybe mix a little of another juice in too? Or just... drop a couple cherries in or something.

[destage]

Honestly, as long as it gets that taste out, it'd probably be good. If the flavors don't clash, at least.

[didntgetdadslooks]

If you put enough sweet stuff in it would probably do that.

[destage]

I'm glad I have such a taste for sweet things, then. Honestly? There's nothing better than things that are so sweet that you can feel your teeth rotting...the alcohol would just be a bonus, at that point.

[Sayaka chuckles when she says that.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

I am pretty fond of sweet stuff too, yeah. Flavors in general are pretty great, but. Ice cream.

[destage]

[...]

You think they got alcoholic ice cream kicking around somewhere?