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]

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

[destage]

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

[matchbreaker]

[ Are we still hugging? Because if so she's sort of grabbing some of Sayaka's shirt and not really realizing she did so. ]

... Yes. Deeply so. She's to young to be so uppity, she projected about everything. But she's also too young to have suffered what she had. It's... impossible to think of her some other way.

[destage]

[Sayaka...jolts, just a bit at that, looking up at Elda a bit more. Please don't tear her shirt...]

...I think I understand. She could be a little overbearing, but...sometimes it's a result of circumstances, and how people adapt to it, I think.

[She doesn't want to be cruel to her memory of Fern. She was a good person, who didn't deserve...any of that.]

[matchbreaker]

[ She won't, she won't. She releases the tension when Sayaka points it out and then lets out a long, long exhale.

... She doesn't want to talk about Fern. She doesn't want to think about Fern. But she can't get the damned Green woman out of her head. She wishes it could feel more like a win than it did. ]

... I swore I'd caught her back there. That felt good, after all the trouble she'd given me.