AFTER-ICE-CREAM-PARTY

[pecker]

[Boy everyone is so bloodthirsty tonight. And now a kid is dead and another is gonna execute. Do y'all need some baskin robbins, because it seems like you do!!! So before everyone can leave, Niwatori raises her voice louder than it's gone before now to draw a little attention, and then deflates immediately when she actually gets it.]

Excuse me, please! U-um... this case was really hard, and I think we could all use some time to cool our heads before we finally go back. So... ice cream? Who's with me?

[she'll lead the pack there and anyone else can go home or to visit Clarisse on the set of Orange is the new Black.

Niwa's not that good of a host though, she just gets her own ice cream and lets everyone serve themselves. Who is she to limit your freedom. (Someone who doesn't want to be partly responsible for a Millium Monstrosity, that's who.)]

Comments

[relieable]

[mister irony over here is eating orange sherbert. yeah. he is that kind of person. it’s the only thing that brings him humor on this day.

what is the Sergeant’s game? why are these kids involved in this mess? why does Osomatsu feel like he could reach any of them? he’s a giant dumbass who isn’t even good at helping out his own family. he should just go to the tavern tonight.... except that he doesn’t want to be alone right now]

[silvertongueheir]

[...well, he did promise, kind of. So this is the one exception to him not approaching anyone. Franciscus leaves Gerard to swallow some ice cream and comes over to Osomatsu's table.]

Hello.

[relieable]

[aw, Osomatsu would be happy to know that he is special! when Franciscus gets to his table, he brightens up considerably, while still managing to feel broken-hearted about this whole mess]

Oh, hey. [he’s glad to see him, though, and he nods to the seat across from him]

[silvertongueheir]

[You and Sakura are probably the people he's starting to get the most attached to here. Don't tell anyone though. He manages a smile when he sits down and notices Osomatsu's choice of snack.]

I'm glad to see that at least this hasn't put you off the taste of oranges.

[relieable]

[all hail our new orange masters]

Oh, heh. Yeah. All the strawberry was gone already. So I decided this would be okay. [he stabs at the sherbert] It’s refreshing, at least.

[silvertongueheir]

[Gosh Osomatsu you don't have to go that far on the color theming.] Apparently they have fish-flavored ice cream as well. I wonder if Gerard would like that...

[relieable]

[that doesn’t surprise him, the ice cream flavor, at least. he is from Japan]

...Hm? Gerard?

[silvertongueheir]

[He gestures at the prehistoric bird eating at his table.] One of my Pokemon. He was returned to me Thursday morning.

[relieable]

[...... ah. Osomatsu stares at it... him? ......... it looks like a dinosaur!]

Whoa! Cool! [he leans over closer, to get a better look] This is a pokemon?

[silvertongueheir]

Indeed. I raised him from a chick, after he was revived from a fossil. [A pause] That is an exceptional case-only a few such fossil Pokemon are currently known.

[relieable]

[so... it was a dinosaur???]

So, not all Pokemon look like him?

[silvertongueheir]

Certainly not! They have all kinds of different Types and appearances. Even though my team is made up of Flying-types, there is plenty of variation between them as well.

[relieable]

[interesting. Osomatsu is popcorning... with his sherbert. sherberting?]

Okay, that sounds pretty great. [pokemon are animals, then] Are Flying-types your favorite?

[streetwolf]

[It's more creative than Wayne, whose just copied Niwa and got a parfait. He's just going to slide into a seat.]

Shitty day huh...

[There's not even the normal bite to it. It's as hollow as his laugh from during the trial.]

[relieable]

[hey, parfaits are great! they make Osomatsu think of home...]

You said it. [a sigh, stabbing at his treat] I dunno how much more of this I can take.

[streetwolf]

[Wayne's just poking at the food. He's not quite sure to go about it? He'll just stab some of the fruit on top.]

I'm more worried about how much the locals can take. This keeps up and there'll be riots in a week.

[relieable]

That too! They seem to get more and more angry at us every week. I’m surprised they haven’t tried to take some of us out.

[streetwolf]

Yeah... I'm not so bothered by it, cause I've dealt with that shit before. But I'm worried about Sakura and Millium. Mostly Sakura. I told her to tell them I made her do it and start crying if they give her any problems but I don't think she can do that.

[relieable]

[so many people are looking out for Sakura, himself included]

Yeah, she’s not gonna lie to help herself. She’s just that kind of person.

[streetwolf]

I know. And I wouldn't change that... It's just that people like that get hurt for other people who don't deserve it.

[relieable]

[he completely agrees. Osomatsu looks down at his sherbert]

Yeah... I’m not saying any of us really deserve this. But... Sakura-chan, most of all, does not.

[streetwolf]

[He nods.]

...Seems like no matter where you go. The one's who deserve bad the shit the least get the most of it.

[relieable]

[hm]

You come from a bad place, don’t you?

The bad*

[streetwolf]

I guess? It seems that way... I mean it's shit. But it's always been that way so I didn't think about it. But this place is--I take it you're from somewhere similar to here?

[Can't really complain when it's all he's ever known. Well he can and will... ] </small

[relieable]

Not at all. I live in a big city, in Japan. You got crime, and perversions, but... I dunno, it doesn’t usually affect me.