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]

[ ah, right... they were playing, weren't they? Well, whatever, they can just play with a reduced deck: a deck without the Queen of Hearts, like a gift taken from it. It did, after all, answer her own doubts. ]

Foolish, don't sugar coat it just for her being dead. It's amazing she didn't die at that first reveal of Alena. She probably only didn't die when Yosuke was executed because I dragged her big ass out of there.

[sleepytimegal]

Okay, foolish. Yeah, I thought she'd get herself killed there multiple times by rushing in.

[ ...Funny, she got herself killed just by being depressed and taking a drink in a bar. ]

[matchbreaker]

Likewise.

[ . . . ]

Likewise. Like I said, projecting.

[ She'll take her rummy hand and look at it as it's being dealt ]

She had a sick little boy.

[sleepytimegal]

I know. I mean- I know she had to get back to him. Her son...

[ Breathes out. ]

So...I got it, you know. The projecting.

[matchbreaker]

Impossibly sick. Everything she described as his symptom... there's no way any human survives that - no way at all. Not to mention she said no one believed her about it back then. [ a fingernail comes up, and she bite down on it, grinding her teeth. ] She implied she died before now. That child should be dead. She'd lost a tremendous amount of her memories, even aside from our own issues. Something was going on, and now her own germs and bacteria could make that happen?

[ She grinds her teeth on the nail and then finally, painfully admits... ]

... I should have asked more.

[sleepytimegal]

[ She listens and continues the game. There's so much... So much... ]

...We all should've.

[ For such a usually gregarious girl, Alex is quite at a loss here. ]

[matchbreaker]

... Hah. Don't you saint her posthumously. At least not if you're not prepared to do the same for some others.

[ But still, there's no bite in that.

She falls silent - let's... just play Rummy and end the night that way. ]

[sleepytimegal]

Yeah, I know.

[ There's not really much she's saying to that either. ...Rummy it is. ]