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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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[This had better not make her cry again.]
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Rakka breathed in, and out.]
...I think I used to be a Human before I became a Haibane. But, I can't remember anything like that.
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Why do you think so?
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And she would have likely just stood there, had Susan not made the offer to sit. So, Rakka slowly joins her on the bed, sitting to her side. There's not much she can say; it's been a heck of a week for her.]
... It all started with my first memory. I remember saying that I was nothing special, and how I wanted to go home. But I couldn't.
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[Her gaze drops. She can't really look at Susan, and she doesn't especially feel like looking at herself. She remembers the words, amidst her confusion and the fever setting in. Reki had tried to console her, in her own way. But most of all she knew the truth.
And if she got out of here... would it even be any different? She had been wondering that for weeks. And, right now, she was trying really hard to not break down in someone else's room.]
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[Should she do something? She should. Susan places a hand on Rakka's arm.]
You can find a new home, then? Nobody keeps the same one forever. You're far from alone in that.
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A... new home? [She nods a bit, still downcast but she's looking up more.] There is a new place that I'm living in, I guess. I saw it in my memories.
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With other people?
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[Well that's...super not a coincidence.]
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...I-I'm sorry. I didn't think we'd be talking about me.
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I'm not sure how much more I can say...
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...Can we talk about something else, then?
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[Shit.]
Did you have something in mind?