i'll wait, so show me why you're strong
[ Generally, people need time to cope and gather themselves after a... thing... like that. Unfortunately, that's not how Vanille sees it. Her thing is avoid, and once she gets out of that hellhole that's the courtroom, she makes her way to the supplies closet, then to the library. She spends some time setting up things, pushing things aside to make room. Once she's finished, and she's met up with the Party Brigade, she makes enough invitations for everyone. She slips them under everyone's doors, or hands them out if she sees someone walking around.

Inside the library, there are candles set up to provide some soft, comforting lighting. There are pots of tea, courtesy of Mercy, pancakes made by Viktor, and books (picked out by Estelle, of course) laid out on the surrounding tables. The others have provided their own touches, and Vanille's even managed to make something: sugar cookies, which are actually very good. They're flavored lightly with all sorts of flavors--not all in the same cookie, okay--and each plate is marked with whatever flavor she's put in them.
After a successful trial, it's healthy to indulge, right? Let's mingle. ]

Inside the library, there are candles set up to provide some soft, comforting lighting. There are pots of tea, courtesy of Mercy, pancakes made by Viktor, and books (picked out by Estelle, of course) laid out on the surrounding tables. The others have provided their own touches, and Vanille's even managed to make something: sugar cookies, which are actually very good. They're flavored lightly with all sorts of flavors--not all in the same cookie, okay--and each plate is marked with whatever flavor she's put in them.
After a successful trial, it's healthy to indulge, right? Let's mingle. ]
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But if anyone is looking for Judy, they'll find her sitting at (on the edge of, actually; she doesn't feel like having to strain to see over the table right now) one of the tables with a cup of tea and another mug with a few cut vegetables inside. Carrots, celery, cucumbers, things you can easily pick up with your hands.
She's quiet, looking over the notes for all the profiles she'd made during the week. You might see her carefully adding addendums to both Adelina and Kyrie's, for her own reference of course. Her usual force and drive to do things has clearly been taken from her for the time being, though.]
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We should compare notes at some point.
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I'd like that. More information is better than none, after all.
[She clicks her pen idly a few times, feeling her hands want to shake as she goes to speak again.]
Adelina...helped me find this paper and pen, actually. So I'm trying to make good use of it.
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She... liked to listen to the stuff I had to say. I can't even say that for some of my closest friends. [It wasn't something that offended him -- had had a tendency to talk ears off. But it had still been a welcoming gesture.]
She was a good woman. [It felt wrong to refer to her in the past tense.]
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How are you holding up, Judy?
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As well as I can. How about you, Viktor?
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Tomorrow, I believe we should look to see if we can find anything about this place that would aid us. I don't know how much time we have before something else happens.
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I think that's an excellent idea, myself. I have a hard time believing that there just isn't an exit to this place. Everywhere has a entrance.
[And their sizes are so polarizing that between them, they could find something. Right?]
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The only problem is that it doesn't look like it's controllable from the inside. Looking for a control mechanism sounds like a good start.
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The elevator was hidden, wasn't it? There may be doors to other rooms, hidden in the walls.
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I don't understand the technology, but I don't think it's unlikely. There must be more to this place.