Looks like this will be a weekly thing

[forcegalactic]

[This whole week has been awful. This whole experience has been awful. Mordecai wants to go straight to his room and deal with his frustrations, but that's not what a mayor does. A mayor takes charge, a mayor fixes what's wrong, a mayor makes things better. Even if he can't do everything on his own, he's has to do something.

Two hours after the end of the trial, the living will find another note slipped underneath their doors.]

There's cookies in the kitchen. The dining room is ready for anyone who needs a quiet place to talk it out. I'll be in the bar if you need a drink, alcoholic or something more appropriate for the underage crowd.

-Mordecai Benmont Jiminy

[There's a pile of warm chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen. Two more candles are lit at the memorial - one for the victim, one for the culprit - and Mordecai has left a pile of blankets from the storage room on one of the dining room tables.]

Comments

[perpend]

Then we should start mobilizing this week.

I don't want us to start fighting this when it might be too late to act.

[midnightsea]

Of course. I might be formulating a few different ideas for what to do, in fact.

[perpend]

Are you?

That sounds useful. Would you care to share any of them?

[midnightsea]

Not really. At this point I don't think even talking like this is as secure as I'd like it to be.

[perpend]

I understand, of course.

If you find out something more secure, be sure to let me know.

[midnightsea]

Short of spontaneous telepathy, I don't think we'll be so fortunate.

I'll wait until I have results, then show them at the opportune moment.

[perpend]

I suppose that's reasonable enough.

We can never be too sure about things around here.