It's time for an after party!

[perpend]

[About an hour after the trial and subsequent execution, Cabanela makes a decision.

They need to do something, keep the morale up, however little it may be.

Under each occupied room door people will find the following note written:


In difficult times such as this, it is important to carry on.
Don't give into despair; we must preservere.
If you don't want to be alone this evening, meet me in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Upon entering the dinning hall, you will find Cabanela sitting at one of the tables; he has lit two candles that are placed at the center of the table, but there's nothing else to note.

You'll have to supply your own food, since he doesn't have much of an appetite.]

Comments

[decrees]

[DON'T BE RUDE, TABBY]

I-- No, that's not--

[...]

Tabby, whatever I think about him is irrelevant right now. He's dead. This is not something I wish to discuss.

[AT LEAST WAIT UNTIL HE'S METAPHORICALLY IN THE GROUND BEFORE WE CONTINUE BICKERING ABOUT HIS FEELINGS]

[zomgboom]

[isn't he literally in the ground. like, the execution was under them so I mean.]

Ugh. You're lucky I have stuff to do and things to steal. [SHE'S GOING TO GET YOU TO CONFESS FEELINGS. SHE'S GONNA DO IT.] Enjoy your dead guy stuff and your dead guy not-feelings.

[decrees]

[THAT DOESN'T COUNT]

...Thank you.

[It's stiff and awkward, but he does mean it. Now really isn't a good time for that, alright.]

Do try to leave some of the matches.

[And that's... an attempt. That's really the best that can be said about it, but god did he try to not be as much of a mess as he could have been.]

[zomgboom]

Oh, I got them restocked. The Conductor will restock stuff from the storeroom if it runs out, apparently.

[So the matches she took are hers now. Because that's what you all really needed: a bunch of matches in the care of someone who has the superpower of blowing stuff up, even if it's not working.]

[decrees]

...Well, I suppose it's good that he'll restock. Why do you need so many matches?

[...you're not going to tell him now either, are you.]

[zomgboom]

[Do you really want to know. Do you.]

You'll find out, probably.

[decrees]

...Try not to burn the building down while we're trapped inside it.

[SIGH

but he doesn't seem too serious, so at least there's that!]