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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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But what did the Conductor tell Ashley... he said that whatever brought us here could be considered a "god".
What... whatever we're dealing with. Maybe the Conductor is human, but what if we've had it all wrong from the beginning. Even if this isn't the work of the Crawler, maybe we're up against...
[A god.]
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[Logan considers that for a moment before shaking his head.]
It's no god. I don't know what the Children are, they may be a mere extension of the Crawler. I don't believe it is a god though.
[Gods are kind of a weird concept in Albion. We used to have some we worshiped, but now we're all godless heathens.]
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He sits back up, looking serious.]
I don't know if anyone here can help you, then. We don't even have enough information about our present situation.
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[He shakes his head slightly.]
There was over a year left, but... If these dreams are memories then I have no idea how much time has passed. If that profile is correct, then... the attack must have already happened.
[If that's the case, then Albion is already destroyed and Reaver was sacrificed for nothing. Not that Logan could in good conscious allow everyone else here to die, but...]
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I'm sorry, Logan.
I wish there was sooomething I could say, something I could do.
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[He leans forward a bit, dropping his head into his hands.]
...This week I remembered something... horrible. On top of all of this, my sister...
[God, he can't do this.]
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What.... what about your sister?
[He looks incredibly worried.]
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[He doesn't sound too sure on that though, and Logan shakes his head after a moment.]
She stole a ship and set sail for Aurora. The ship was sunk. On board with her was Sir Walter, my... former adviser and... something like a father figure, I suppose.
[...]
They're dead. Even if... even if they survived the shipwreck, they would be in Aurora...
[Where the Crawler is.]
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[Logan confessing to attacking his sister is not something he thought he'd hear.
Too much everything has happened, though, to get much more of a reaction out of him. He collapses onto the bed for a brief moment, not saying anything, before he sits back up.
Right now, Cabanela just feels strangely numb.]
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...I apologize. I shouldn't have... This isn't something anyone should have heard.
[His hands are shaking again and Logan moves to play with the sash across his chest so he has something to do with himself.]
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Cabanela hesitates for a moment before he walks over in an attempt to give Logan an awkward hug. He doesn't even know what he's doing, really, and he's aware all of this could change for the worse tomorrow, but what does it matter right now?]
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Granted, he's far better when it comes to comforting kids, but Cabanela isn't letting go, even if this is pretty uncomfortable.]
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Eventually he pulls back, after he's gotten the shaking mostly under control.]
...I apologize. That... You shouldn't have seen that.
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We're all... under a great deal of duress.
I dooon't think anything of it.
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...Please, don't tell anyone about this. Any of this. I... am not prepared to speak about Aurora again.
[He clasps his hands behind his back. They're shaking again, but he's trying to regain his composure.]
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What else are friends for?
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...Most friends don't have to put up with... that. Any of that.
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Don't mention it.