week 4 afterparty

[odasaku]

[ well, that was definitely A Trial.

however, oda understands that everyone must be feeling a little heavy, considering the death of someone like jughead and whatever bullshit dazai said earlier.

so, at everyone's door is a note that says the following:

If you don't want to be alone, come to the diner.

There's food.

oda himself is at the diner, although there's no food on his table, nor is he being a very good host of a party. he's just sitting alone at a table next to a window, staring out of it in deep thought. ]

Comments

[silvertongueheir]

[A nod.] I don't think she's used to this manner of thing at all.

[relieable]

I don't think most of us are. [a shrug. she is just another one they have to protect, right?]

[silvertongueheir]

[He nods.] At least she has Millium to look out for her. Or would it be the other way around?

[relieable]

I think we're all lookin' out for each other, in some way. Well... most of us.

[silvertongueheir]

[A nod.] In situations like this, being the loner never works out. You have to rely on others, as well.

[relieable]

Right.

[well, at least Osomatsu has found some trustworthy friends. he hopes. he's not used to being alone, anyway, which is probably why he's getting so attached to people]

...Though, sometimes, even that doesn't work. Look at Rose. Jughead probably thought he could trust Rose and Frasier. They were deceptive, and that... that's pretty scary! At least with someone like that Fire Man, we know where he stands.

haha wow this is bad actually?

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus tried his best not to get too attached. Obviously, that hasn't worked out.]

They truly didn't give any hint of their intentions at all. I admit, if it wasn't for the physical evidence, I'm not sure we would have actually caught them. [Especially since they started out focused on the idea of a duo working together...] And their method was one almost anyone could have used. [Perhaps not would have, but poison is pretty easy to get and use.]

right? let's just keep twisting the knife

[relieable]

Yeah... [ugh. he wanted to feel better, but now he feels worse! he drums his fingers on the table, looking down, trying to think of how to turn this conversation around]

I just hope that, uh... this was the last of this. That people start realizing doin' what Sarge wants is not the way to go.

me, frantically rotating knife in my own chest: why does this hurt

[silvertongueheir]

[He's just being honest, for once. Honestly the Rose thing has got him kind of shaken on the inside too. But yes, turning the conversation around.]

It seems his offers have been getting weaker and weaker, at least. Perhaps next he'll be offering something like a free trip to Nimbasa, or someplace similar.

[relieable]

[where is Nimbasa? is that in Africa?]

...Guess we'll find out soon enough, huh?

[silvertongueheir]

[Different-worlds different-names strikes again.]

Indeed. And if it does turn out to be even more pathetic, we can make sure no one misunderstands it.