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trustfell2015-11-21 06:57 pm
forcegalactic) wrote in trustfell2015-11-21 06:57 pm
It keeps happening
[After that horror show of an execution, Mordecai is still restless from the investigation and trial. He has too much pent-up energy, and plenty of others are sure to be upset, too. Ashley was loved by nearly all of them, the trial was mentally draining, and that execution was crueler than it should have been.
Two hours after everyone has returned to their rooms, they'll find a note slipped under their doors.]
We can't go on with empty stomachs. There's food in the kitchen, and the dining room is always open if you need someone to talk to.
Please keep anything outside of eating and civilized conversation away from the dining hall. That room is meant to be a peaceful place for those of us that need it.
-Mordecai Benmont Jiminy
[Today, there's cream of tomato soup warming up on the stove with a set of bowls besides it. It's a more mindless dish to prepare than mashed potatoes, as much as Mordecai wants to vent his frustrations on the potatoes.
He decides to follow Cabanela's tradition and lights one more candle, and after some consideration, lights a sixth. Let those who cared about either girl pay their respects.]
Two hours after everyone has returned to their rooms, they'll find a note slipped under their doors.]
Please keep anything outside of eating and civilized conversation away from the dining hall. That room is meant to be a peaceful place for those of us that need it.
-Mordecai Benmont Jiminy
[Today, there's cream of tomato soup warming up on the stove with a set of bowls besides it. It's a more mindless dish to prepare than mashed potatoes, as much as Mordecai wants to vent his frustrations on the potatoes.
He decides to follow Cabanela's tradition and lights one more candle, and after some consideration, lights a sixth. Let those who cared about either girl pay their respects.]
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You looked terrible back there, Inspector. You need anythin' else? Tea? Some coffee? Somethin' of the alcoholic type?
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[It seems like a lot of lines in the sand were drawn.]
I could do with a cup of coffee, I suppose.
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[An incentive for Mordecai to stay with him. He quickly turns to retreat to the kitchen and shortly returns with a tray holding the cup of coffee along with a tiny pitcher of cream and a bowl of sugar. He goes all out when serving people, even outside of work.]
...Anythin' else I can do for you?
I swear I hit post
Weeeell, I won't say no if you stay and chat for a while.
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You know, Ashley really reminded me of someone I knew on Mars. I never thought I'd lose someone I was close to in here. Never came across my mind.
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As our numbers get smaller, it only gets more and more likely.
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[You're the leader, Inspector. That's what lawmen do. Mordecai is only a humble bartender; he's no leader.]
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I... wiiish I could say I can get all of us out. But now...
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No. There's gotta be a way outta here, even if it means searchin' through every room we can find.
[He often boasted how few physical nervous ticks he had: no fiddling with clothes, no flailing his arms around, but to make up for that, his voice cracks as if he's about to say something, then doesn't.
And then he does.] IIIII'm gonna help with investigatin' from now on, Inspector. I-I may not get as much intel from the Conductor a-as Ashley did, but I wanna go home. I don't want to be here any more.
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We'll find a way out of here, somehow. I'll save as many people as possible.
[He listens carefully. Cabanela's expression is serious.]
Every bit helps. We need eeeveryone working together, if we're to get out of here.
Look for everything you can; we need to trust each other.