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]

[ah, that’s a fair point]

Yeah... at home I didn’t feel like I had to be on guard at all times. Here, I feel like, if I go out anywhere alone, I’m gonna get axed.

[streetwolf]

I wouldn't say it's as bad as back home for me. But I'm starting to wonder...

I'd offer to teach you how to shoot if that'd help. But I'm pretty sure anything like that is going to end badly.

[relieable]

[oh... Osomatsu looks up from his dessert. how nice it would be to learn how to use a gun! super manly!

...but knowing his track-record, that would probably just end in disaster]

...I appreciate it. But the less I know about guns, the better. Besides, if it comes down to it, I’m not completely helpless. I know how to defend myself... sort of!

[streetwolf]

Yeah. And suddenly learning would put people on edge... And I'm probably not the best teacher. Oliver... The little shit tried to fight like I do and ended up hospital for it.

[He stabs his dessert to pick a bit.]

[relieable]

[yikes]

Ah, well. This may be a crappy vacation, but I feel happy to’ve met you an’ the others. It’s probably stupid to trust anyone here, given the circumstances, but... [a shrug] I feel like I can trust most of the people I’ve talked to. You’ve got a level head on ya.

[streetwolf]

[He snorts, almost completely bursting into laughter.]

Nah. I'm an idiot. You'd know if you'd seen me a few months back.

[relieable]

Maybe that was a few months back! From what I've seen now, you're pretty cool!

[streetwolf]

I dunno, maube I just been here too long...

[relieable]

Maybe we all have, yeah? [a sad chuckle] Well, I think you'll be okay. Just keep doin' what you're doin'.

[streetwolf]

I guess that's what I'm good at... Scraping by and keeping going. But you're tougher than you look too man...

[relieable]

[he perks up]

Y'think so? [he's very soft!]

[streetwolf]

Well you ain't dead are you? So you're not a complete idiot like some of em. Ain't got to be strong to be tough, there's different ways.

[relieable]

[it's true! he's not dead yet...]

I guess you're right... [great, now he's going to be puffed up for the rest of the day!] Thanks, man.

[streetwolf]

What you thanking me for? I'm just saying stuff people already know.

[Everyone's still oddly polite here. ]

[relieable]

[hehehe! he chuckles]

Yeah, yeah. [he doesn't get good compliments that often! so he's really happy, okay. but he won't make things weird] Then let's just keep doin' what we're doin' to survive.

[streetwolf]

It's what I've always done before. It's worked so far.

[He grins. He hasn't come so far to die here.]