It keeps happening

[forcegalactic]

[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.]

Comments

[charcoalfeather]

.... You did? [Well, now that just makes her feel worse. But she is still moving with Marty now, instead of being half-dragged along.]

I can't believe... Asuka would... and then the Conductor did that...

[heymcfly]

[ Marty shuddered, despite himself. The image of her hanging there, knowing she was alive, it was awful. A memory that would be burned into his head for the rest of his days. ]

Least on the good side we're remembering stuff, right?

[charcoalfeather]

[It hurt. It hurt a lot.

Rakka tried to nod weakly. It looked less like a nod though, and more like she was rolling her head on her shoulders.]

Y-yeah. I mean, it's in bits and pieces, so are we learning anything? I still feel like there's.... so much I don't know.

[heymcfly]

[ He nods, frowning as he looked down to his feet. ] It's really weird.

It gets my friend involved too though. How does he even know who the Doc and Biff are?! It's like he can read our minds or something. I really can't stand that.

...what if he hurts them?

[charcoalfeather]

[She lets out a small gasp.]

M-my... my parents... I can't even remember their faces. I wonder, if they even care for me right now. But if the Conductor knows who they are, at all, then...!

[You're asking this to the wrong girl, Marty.] I don't want that to happen.