trustfell | I dreamed of a world so far from here that's not on the map

To my Fellows,

What is "good" and what is "evil" is something that can be debated for longer than most of you will ever live, as is the nature of men. These debates are without meaning in my eyes. Despite that man's belief, men are not born to be good or evil, and what flaws they have in personality or character are things that can be overcome through their choices. Both for better and, as we've seen, for worse.

Life is not without suffering, but I should hope that every one of you is loved by someone. Loves someone. Many of you probably know that some of those loved ones are entering into an experience similar to our own. The terror of that is an undeniable sword which hangs above our heads.

Do not isolate yourselves, and hold onto what belief will best inspire you. And if you wish to join us for another one of these gatherings, meet us in the dining hall at 8PM.

Sincerely yours,
Elda Marker

PS: Those who can taste will once more provide food.

[ Well that sure is a lot of words which is being put under your doors, put on the fridge, and generally distributed around. It... uh, sure is a letter? It's in the same impossibly perfect cursive as last week, and is written with an almost angry bravado. Because even if she was vindicated at the end there, she was vindicated by a (by his own admission) evil priest. So. That feels bad.

Anyway, with some effort, the dining hall (which now has a lot of candles at Cabanela's little shrine, even with adding the two more here) is filled with food: Susan's got the booze as usual but also a big pot of mac and cheese. Adelina's done her noble best with some finger sandwiches. Yuri's brought some sweets that Estelle might've made. As for Elda, well, she still basically can't cook, so what she provides instead is:

A few board games including a Settlers of Catan, Sorry, and Candyland knock off. I guess we're playing games. Or at least she's suggesting it, who knew? ]

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[ For a moment, Yuri's not sure what to do with the bowing thing, but... ]

Hey, it's no problem. Glad to help out and all.

I'm certain.

[ Mm ]

Your girl's left an impact on everyone, for better or worse.

... Not surprised.

[ His voice is unsurprisingly tight here. The night has been a long one. ]

No, I imagine not.

[ she nods. ]

I'm not the one to speak about you in such things, but to say you're glad to help... well, as I said, I appreciate it. And I hope that you found some solace in going for something she'd like.

Yeah, a little.

[ ... ]

Did you guys get any chance to make up? Before...all of that happened.

[ Before she died, anyway. ]

From my perspective, no. I'm still frustrated with the girl.

[ She tilts her head ]

Still, I'm the living one - I'll survive frustration. As near as she's concerned? I imagine she felt we did.

Heh, yeah, guess you will.

[ There we go, all set with putting down the desserts. ]

She probably did feel that after a certain point thought things were just fine. She's been like that, anyway.

[ ... He'll glance at one of the candles that are still up (before Hibiki does away with it anyway.) ]

Noble... ah. Ah, there, I suppose I get it now.

[ She laughs a little to herself, following his gaze. She hums, ]

... I can't help but think there should be something else.

Yeah, no candle for the bastard.

[ That's not what she meant, he knows, and he just reels it in for a moment. ]

Maybe there should be something else. For her.

I can't say I know what she'd want hanging around besides any of this, though.

[ She nods a little at the idea of there being no candle for Kirei, even if at the same time, she knows it has to be all or none - the minute it's subjective is the moment that it loses meaning. Still, she idly wonders aloud: ] Is her death special, compared to say Chitoge's? Sigrun's? They all were simply betrayed by someone they trusted, for better or worse.

[ She... shakes her head. ]

Sorry, I'm sure that's too raw.

I didn't say it was anything more special than anyone else's.

[ He sounds annoyed, and glares down that one candle instead because that's productive. As far as he's concerned, Kirei deserved no honor of having something up. He can remember him just fine without it,. ]

But when you put it like that then there shouldn't be anything else. Everything's fine the way it is.

[ Well it's not, really but it's as fine as it's going to get for now. ]

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No it's not, not really. [ She shakes her head, focusing on some different candles and the sketches before them. Caren. Green. Blue. Kimblee. ] This as a tribute perhaps, with all being "equal" in death - but it's lacking in many ways. It's not a proper way to mourn, it's hardly a proper way to honor. It's ill-fitting both for the living and the dead, even if that Cabanela man means well.

I don't know what else I would do though, because there really isn't time here for it to be done properly if we want to live.

...Yeah.

[ Yuri settles after that. He didn't even realize he still had the energy to react that way, but well. He'll move along in his gaze to the other candles.

Even when his captain had gone out the way he did, there was better. She was right about that. ]

I guess this is just the best that we can do for now.

[ ... ]

At least the drawings are pretty good.

That's Susan's work. I should probably do better.

[ ... Look. ]

[ Elda...okay that amuses him a little, but. ]

Susan's a pretty good artist. But, I think you've done good on your end too.

Oh yeah? [ Well I mean she can draw better than Susan... or so she thinks. Actually, she's going over to look at the sketches. Would it be rude to replace them? ]

Yeah.

[ He'll follow her gaze. ]

...Thinking of trying to add something else after all?

Oh, more just thinking I could replace what's here. But Susan's one of the last of you lot I'd spite, even if she wouldn't see it like that.

Huh, well. Glad you feel that way, seeing as Susan's pretty alright in my eyes too.

[ He recalls a couple of cool chats with her. ]

Susan's near to the best among you.

[ Exhale. ]

I'd not want to disappoint her in general.

I dreamed of a world so far from here that's not on the map

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