Didn't we just do this last week?

[perpend]

[It's starting to look like this is going to be a weekly occurrence.

Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]

Stay strong.
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.

Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]

Comments

[perpend]

Well, there's that, and the fact that the furthest anyone has gotten in space where I'm from is the moon.

We're a liiittle behind the times.

[forcegalactic]

All of you are. It's like you're all concentrated around the same century with the sole exception of me and possibly Youko, whenever she's from. [Alien alien alien alien.It's lonely, Cabanela.]

[perpend]

That.... must be lonely.

[It sounds pretty awful.]

[forcegalactic]

[Siiiigh.] You could say that again. Which I don't mean in the literal sense.

[Just making sure Cabanela won't pull off that joke. You have to be careful not to make yourself vulnerable to snarks where he's from.]

[perpend]

[To be fair, that's the kind of joke Cabanela would pull, so]

With any luck, this will all end soon, and you won't have to worry.