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trustfell2017-10-21 07:19 pm
matchbreaker) wrote in trustfell2017-10-21 07:19 pm
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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I was thinking of asking for you to do a very involved tapdance.
[ ... Though after that nonserious answer, an actual idea does come to his head. But he decides he probably won't be mentioning it anyway. ]
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He's giving Yuri a Look.]
You're not going to get something even remotely involved. I've never tapdanced in my life.
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[ Okay Yuri, that's enough messing around here. ]
Nah, I was just joking. By the way, I think I probably can end up having whatever medicine you're thinking about bringing in now. It feels that way, anyway.
[ ... He is not a doctor or anything but he feels like probably enough time has passed for the alcohol in his system? He doesn't know. ]
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[It'd be so awkward to dance in this place without music anyway... Hm.]
You think so, huh? [He puts on an incredulous tone, but ends up nodding.] Yeah, you only had one drink anyway.
[He pushes himself up off the bed, pretending like it's an effort to do so. He actually had gotten rather comfortable there. That's what he gets for lying down when it's been such an exhausting day.]
I'll be right back, then.
[...
No longer than five minutes pass before Rideaux is back with some pills and a glass of water.]
Here. Two of these should suffice.
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Well, Yuri watches him getting up, and gives a nod, before moving so he's more comfortably resting his head against a pillow instead of ... a little more towards the lower part of the bed anyways. When he comes back, he'll reach out to grab two of them and take it with a glass of water. ]
Thanks. I don't think I'm going to need anything else.
[ ... ]
Unless you wanna continue to stay or something, but that's going to be up to you.
[ Regardless of Rideaux's answer, Yuri is going to shift and close his eyes for real now, preparing himself for bed. He can get changed and whatever tomorrow. ]
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What, are you asking me to spend the night?
[Just. Just clarifying, because he really didn't expect that offer.]
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[ His voice is muffled into the pillow because he's sort of turned his head more into it, but the answer comes audibly anyway. ]
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...all right.
[It's going to be tedious sleeping on the floor, but...whatever. He should be more surprised with himself that he's even doing this. Or that Yuri asked. It's complicated.
So, after a bit of back and forth to bring his blankets and pillow in, it's time to finally settle in for sleep. With luck, Yuri was able to manage to find it.]