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[Another week, another set of disasters. Hibiki’s head is still reeling from the lengthy ordeal that was Solf J. Kimblee. But it’s because of that exasperation that she’s able to turn her restlessness into something useful. It’s too late to set about making curry for everyone, so it’s time to make some easier dishes. A replication of Fern’s mac-and-cheese, somehow she’s whipped up some kind of donut to go with her animal-shaped rice balls. There’s coffee, tea...hopefully it’s enough? And if it’s not, Rin has provided some delicious Chinese food. And that always tastes better late at night, doesn’t it?

And for the adults (or the exasperated teenagers), Susan is carting down booze from the bar. Joy. Hibiki’s never written to the group en masse before, but she delivers a piece of paper to everyone while Rin and Susan finish up the preparations. Each paper has a drawing of an animal on it, too.]

Too much has happened today. Whether you want to get angry, cry, smile, laugh, or just be out of your room, you don’t have to do it alone. Rin and I have prepared food for everyone, and Susan’s brought the drinks downstairs so none of us have to go into the bar tonight.

Even if it’s just for a little while, won’t you think about joining us in the dining room tonight? Being together is just as important as working hard. And remember, nankurunaisa!

-Hibiki Ganaha

[Three more candles are lit today. Tabitha Smith. Sigrun Eide. Solf Kimblee. They’re all Cabanela’s doing. There aren't any decorations, but the food is spaced out so everyone should be able to grab something and munch if they need it. It’s not clear how many people will come, but a serious attempt was made this time.]

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[Susan gets a bit of a smile when she comes up--Sayaka seems pleased with the praise, if nothing else.]

Thanks! They're something I've been working on for a while...I've been wanting to work on them in more depth, and now seemed like a good time. They're fun to make!

Is it part of Kimblee's whole alchemy thing? [She might not have thought so otherwise, but those rocks...]

...It was something I was learning from him. I had an interest in learning how to make my own arrays, and these are the ones I had in progress.

[...she idly plays with her sleeve a bit, setting one of her arms down--there's a small sound that comes with them, where she's holding the stones. Curse her lack of pockets.]

It...seems like the best way to honor his memory, you know?

If that's what you want to do.

[Susan herself has zero interest in honoring Kimblee's memory!]

It sounds like a useful skill to have, if we can ever get out of here.

I do, yeah. [She'll do it enough for everyone who doesn't tbh.] And...well, it's probably gonna be silly. But I'm trying to create something that could manipulate the growth of plant life. Maybe if worst comes to worst, it could help grow food...?

[...it isn't necessarily what she plans for, but if they have to survive, then maybe it'd be useful...]

[It's her right to care about garbage, Susan supposes.]

That could be nice. We never know when they'll just decide to stop feeding us. But even if they don't, some greenery would probably be good for us.

Yeah...I've been kind of hoping for something that has some sort of life here, you know? It'd make dealing with this place a little easier, to...I don't know. Have some reminder of the outside world.

[Sun/moonlight's probably out of the question, but you know. Can't win it all.]

It wouldn't have killed them to put in a bulletproof-glass window or something. But I guess giving us slivers of joy isn't really the point.

Especially with Jericho-san at the wheel. Guy wouldn't know personal empathy if it proceeded to bite him on the butt.

[...Claps her mouth slightly.]

I--that was rude.

[Susan laughs a little. She's been feeling a bit punchy all day - she already broke down over Scooby-Doo jokes while literally still in the trial.]

It was honest. You don't need to hide the truth to spare that man's feelings.

...I suppose you do have a point.

[It's so goddamn rude though.]

I've just...never really been all that good at being cruel.

I don't really know if that counts as cruel? He's got all the power over us. It isn't cruel if a kicked dog turns around and bites.

...but maybe I'm just good at it myself.

...Maybe it's just being unused to it all.

[Sayaka rubs the back of her head.]

You're honestly way better at these sort of things, anyway, Ashworth-san.

At what, insulting the Coordinators?

[Because she is, but she doubts that's what you mean.]

...I mean, that is a good skill to have?

[That's...said with a bit of amusement? But no, Sayaka shakes her head.]

At being...blunt with your feelings, is what I mean. Blunt with words, and the like too.

Oh. Yeah, that's true. Most people don't really seem to think it's a positive. But, you know...I just don't see the point in sugarcoating things, most of the time.

I think it's more that I envy it, than anything. [She says that much with a smile.] Bluntness...I don't really think it's my own strong suit, so the fact that you're able to state what you want so clearly is...

[...]

Sorry, that sounds a little silly, doesn't it? But it's a good trait to have. I think that's what I want to say.

...thanks, I guess.

[Susan seems a little uncertain about accepting compliments, but she smiles a bit anyway.]

There's something to be said for politeness too, you know. They say you catch more flies with honey, and that's probably true. I never had a whole lot of friends, back home.

[Sayaka can agree with that much, at least...it's worked well enough in her favor, anyway.]

Well, how many would you say that you have here? You must have made some, right?

Oh, sure. More than I've had for a really long time. So, you know, I guess there's that.

The world is all one! Unity mind!

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