Afterparty 5.0

[forcegalactic]

[There's not much that can be believed about that trial. Or that execution. Still, like before, two hours after everyone leaves, they'll find a note slipped underneath their doors.]

We have to stick together. The dining room is there for anyone that needs a quiet space, and I cooked dinner.

Hibiki made some coffee and dessert for all of us.

-Mordecai Benmont Jiminy and Hibiki Ganaha

[Today's selection includes potato pancakes and a light coffee cake. Hibiki has lit two more candles in the dining hall. It doesn't take long before Mordecai lights a third.]

Comments

[zomgboom]

[THROWS KEY AT RICK'S FACE

I mean. Catches Rick while he's going back to his room. She's carrying Dio's shit.]

You wanna, like, sit on his bed and cry while you're eating those?

[rickdiculous]

Maybe I'll do it in his room. Get all - all the crumbs in his bed.

[Fun times. Fun times.]

[zomgboom]

[Shifts Dio's crap around, pulls a key out of her pocket.]

Here. You can, like, give me his stuff later.

[rickdiculous]

If you wanna go - go in and collect his shit, you can.

[Yep. Grabbing that.]

[zomgboom]

Cool. [A beat.] Is there, like, anything of his you want to keep?

[rickdiculous]

I already grabbed some of - of the personal shit. Letters and whatever. Not much else I - I care about, there.

[And he's heading down to the door now to unlock it.]

[zomgboom]

I just didn't want to, like, take anything you'd want to cry over.

[She's pretty sure Logan just holds Reaver's gun and cries himself to sleep, but she hasn't confirmed or anything.]

[rickdiculous]

Nah. It's - it's cool, dawg. Take what you want. It's - it's what I would do.

[Gonna make himself a nice spot on Morty's bed, cross his legs, and think of somewhere.]