and it takes, and it takes, and it takes

[acherontiastyx]

[It... definitely takes a while for the weekly after-execution note to arrive, but it does --- kind of scrawly and on ripped paper rather than nice stationery.]

EY. YO. WE GOT EFFIGIES IN THE DINING ROOM AND WE'RE GONNA BURN EM.

FOOD TOO. THE USUAL AND HOT COCOA. GOOD FOR THE SOUL. GET SOME. MAYBE TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR ROOM IF YOU HAVE TO. JUST GET SOME.

[Anyway, in the dining room, there's plenty of mugs set out, with a janky looking arrow sign pointing into the kitchen to where you can get your hot cocoa. On the table, there's Vichyssoise, a pot of green tea, and some booze. There's also a cookie tray on the floor away from the table on which to burn the Wordsmith and Kimbley effigies, which are handily placed near the food on the table.

...also if you go in the kitchen without shoes on just. Watch the northern corner. There's no kidneys, but there's a lot of broken plates there for some reason...]

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[foundfate]

[At some point (notably after he has looked elsewhere for Silver), a note is being slipped under the door for Silver.]

I'm sitting outside this door until you open it.

- Kimihiro Watanuki

[And just like the note says, he'll stay there, waiting for a response.]

[feistytrader]

[...The door's not opening. Not before a response, at least.]

You think less of me, don't you?

[His handwriting's a lot worse than usual, but he's doing his best.]

[foundfate]

[Watanuki's response comes back very quickly.]

If I thought less of you, I wouldn't be here.

[feistytrader]

[There's a good sized pause, but Silver eventually opens the door.]

It's open.

[Given that he looks like he's done nothing other than cry since he got back to his room, at least he said something.]

[foundfate]

[It takes him a moment, because he had been sitting down on the ground, but soon enough he's in the room and looking at Silver.

Does Silver look like he needs a hug? Because hugs are a thing he can give, if Silver won't push him away.]

[feistytrader]

[Well, Silver's not giving much of an indication of anything one way or the other until he closes the door. on the other hand, Weavile, Polibo, and Aibo waste absolutely no time in latching right onto Watanuki, because they sure as fuck need hugs.]

They know what happened.

[Something that probably didn't need clarifying, but damn if he knows what the hell do say right now.]

[foundfate]

Ah. I can tell.

[Okay, the pokemon will get hugs then. Because Watanuki can at least do that much.]

Are you going to take care of them, from now on?

[feistytrader]

Yeah. We're family.

[And he's joining in on the Pokémon hugging, at least.]

...While you're here, you can check out the wall, if you want.

[You know, the dreaded wall of hot or not. That's twenty times easier than, you know. Feelings.]

[foundfate]

[Does this mean that Watanuki can reach his long, noodly arms around the pokemon and hug Silver too? Because he's trying to.

He might also be glancing at the wall too, because he's curious now.]

[feistytrader]

[There's a lot of Pokémon between the two of them, but Silver's upset and eventually adjusts himself because you know what, if Watanuki's going to be gentle and comforting, then he is absolutely not in the mood to reject it.

As for the wall, well.

Adelina - 8
Alani - 8
Angela - 10
Chiyuki - 10
Elda - 8 4 8
Estelle - 10
Hanyuu - 8
Jasper - 8
Kyrie - 10 7
Lusa - 10
Mikazuki - 10
Milla - 10
Orihime - 9
Phi - 9
Vanille - 10
Viktor - 10
April 1st - 8
Gold - 8 9
Gangrel - 6
Sportacus - 5
Bruce Wayne - 7
Kimbley - 3
Varric - 6
Silver - 9

The handwriting in the red is different than the rest.]

[foundfate]

[You know what? Now that he's actually looking, he can see that the handwriting is different. And it makes him frown.]

Did you make changes to the wall?

[feistytrader]

Yeah. Gold and I-

[...He stops, shakes his head, and starts again.]

Gold and I talked about a lot of things when we decided to go through with this. I added some people to take our minds off of it.

[foundfate]

...oh.

[Yeah let's. Not talk about how you two tried to effectively kill everyone here.]

So the different handwriting, the stuff at the bottom, that's you then?

[feistytrader]

Right. Starting at Gold. He filled the number out for mine, though. Said he was a ten.

[He's silent for a moment, then-]

Why are you here?

[...This has much less bite than it would if he wasn't in a giant cuddle pile with him and the Pokémon. Weavile even punches Silver in the arm.]

[foundfate]

I said it at the trial, didn't I? I won't let you be alone.

[He knows how painful it is to be alone, so he's not going to let Silver suffer like that.]

[feistytrader]

[... ... ...]

It should've been me down there.

[He doesn't even know what he's trying to say anymore. He's just throwing words until something sticks. For what it's worth, that does get Weavile to backhand him.]

[foundfate]

Things don't always work out the way we think they should.

[Good job, Weavile, that was totally deserved.]

For what it's worth, I'm glad you weren't down there. I mean, I'd rather neither of you had gotten involved in this, but for a moment there I honestly thought that both of you were going to get punished.

[Watanuki is a little bit selfish there, but it's the truth. He honestly thought that he was going to lose both of the friends he had just made.]

[feistytrader]

No. We were supposed to be together. Live or die, found out or not, we'd get through it and move forward together, and-

[What the hell is he supposed to do now? How is he supposed to explain this to Crys? Gold's mom? All the people in New Bark that love and cherish him?

Are any of them even alive?

He gets up in a hurry and slams his fist into the nearest wall; he's going to seriously injure something at this rate.]

How are we supposed to figure it out later if you're not here to figure it out?

[foundfate]

[Woah hey there, no need for sudden injuries.

Watanuki will scoot the pokemon aside so he can get up and go right over to Silver. He doesn't want Silver to punch stuff anymore.]

Silver! I understand what you're feeling, but punching stuff isn't going to help.

[feistytrader]

It's not going to hurt, either.

[Well, actually-]

[foundfate]

Then why is your hand bleeding?

[He can't actually see if it's bleeding or not, he's trying to get Silver to stop and look.

...but he will look too because if he needs to rebandage Silver's hands he will.]

[feistytrader]

[...Well, he has his gloves on, so he has to pull one off to check.

It's bleeding a little, but uh. He totally forgot to change the bandages on that since entering his room, so there's a load of dried blood on that bandage. Whoops...]

[foundfate]

[Well then.]

Do you have more here, or do I need to run to the infirmary?

[feistytrader]

...The first aid room is closer.

[Too soon, Watanuki, too soon-]

[foundfate]

[That's why he said he would go, instead of telling Silver to go.]

Right, first aid. I'll go and get the stuff, it shouldn't be long.

[He goes to walk out, but he stops suddenly and turns back to Silver.]

And no locking me out! Because I'll just sit outside your door again until you open it.