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]

I know they must be real, of course. I'm not ignorant - but the idea of it... perhaps it'll make more sense in the days to come.

[firstaid]

Perhaps it will. I know if we ask Rideaux himself... he may give us an answer.

[She's stupid brave enough to do it, too.]

[matchbreaker]

Oh I'll certainly be doing that.

[ Look we're both foolish, apparently. ]

[firstaid]

I suppose he can't avoid questions from everyone since his was... yeah...

[She thought hers was bad...]

[matchbreaker]

Honestly, the way I see it... I mean, personal considerations are a factor, but it's ultimately better to ask about any of these.

[ she taps her own. ]

I'm prepared to answer about this.

It's better than letting it stew.

[firstaid]

It's probably also better to just be transparent.

[Since this is a messed up trust exercise and all.]

[matchbreaker]

Ideally, yeah! After all, this isn't a secret here or at home now, supposedly.

[ Which... what does she even think about that? She doesn't know. Shit man. ]

[firstaid]

I really hadn't kept mine a secret.

[Because there was no need to. She's not afraid of her secret at all-- it's just a fact, she feels.]

[matchbreaker]

Wow, some secret, then.

[ It's said with sarcasm. ]

... Mine's nothing that my family can't deal with the outcome of, I don't think.

[firstaid]

That is good to hear. Humans do seem to fear vampires, do they not?

[matchbreaker]

Hate. Fear implies at least a little respect.

[ She all but spits that out. ]

[firstaid]

Is it that bad where you're from? I can see why it would be kept a secret...

[matchbreaker]

It says right in the damn secret. You're the one who's friends with books, right? You can at least read.

[ . . . That's too harsh by half she knows but this is too raw. The secret doesn't spell out the specifics, but the implication is clear. ]