we're all living under loaded gun
[Every week was bad, but this one? This one most likely has hit them all the hardest.
All well, almost all of them. Bruce certainly can't speak for everyone here... not that there's a lot of them left now.
Anyway.
Working with Speedwagon in the kitchen the two of them whip up a decent, simple fare of food just so that their stomachs won't go empty - Bruce knows that a lot of them won't have much of an appetite at all after what happened, and he can't blame them. He doesn't have much of one himself even after the food is done.
Once everything is set up in the dining hall a couple of hours later after everything that happened downstairs Bruce goes around to slip a notice to every body's room. (Everyone that is still alive, that is.)]
I know what happened was hard to take in. I feel the same as well.
If you wish to be alone I understand, but if you need company, or somebody to talk to... there is food in the dining hall made by Speedwagon and I.
I sincerely hope to see you there.
- B. Banner
[For Sigrun and Cherryblod respectively, he'll have the note along with a plate of some food from the gathering by their door.
As mentioned earlier, there's a small fare of simple, light food and snacks for everyone to eat if they have the stomach for it. For better or for worse there's alcohol too, although Bruce certainly isn't going anywhere near it. But if anybody needs that drink after what happened, he can't blame them for the need for it, either.]
All well, almost all of them. Bruce certainly can't speak for everyone here... not that there's a lot of them left now.
Anyway.
Working with Speedwagon in the kitchen the two of them whip up a decent, simple fare of food just so that their stomachs won't go empty - Bruce knows that a lot of them won't have much of an appetite at all after what happened, and he can't blame them. He doesn't have much of one himself even after the food is done.
Once everything is set up in the dining hall a couple of hours later after everything that happened downstairs Bruce goes around to slip a notice to every body's room. (Everyone that is still alive, that is.)]
If you wish to be alone I understand, but if you need company, or somebody to talk to... there is food in the dining hall made by Speedwagon and I.
I sincerely hope to see you there.
- B. Banner
[For Sigrun and Cherryblod respectively, he'll have the note along with a plate of some food from the gathering by their door.
As mentioned earlier, there's a small fare of simple, light food and snacks for everyone to eat if they have the stomach for it. For better or for worse there's alcohol too, although Bruce certainly isn't going anywhere near it. But if anybody needs that drink after what happened, he can't blame them for the need for it, either.]
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Maybe that's why he's surprised that Cherryblod shows up so late. Or maybe it was that he didn't expect him to come at all. After that trial, he didn't blame him in the slightest.
....Heck. He was about to head out, but. Here he is, quietly pulling up a chair beside him, sitting himself down with an even look, despite the similar but slight redness in his eyes.
He nods, solemnly.]
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[He can't meet Speedwagon's gaze.]
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[His voice was quiet. And no, he doesn't expect Cherryblod to look at him.]
If we didn't push against him, then we'd all be dead, then the Kingmaker would get just what he wants.
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[Guilt is clear in his voice.]
It's not that I don't care about you. You're a dear friend. You're all dear friends. But he was my son.
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I've seen the sorts of things families do for one another... lots of great sorts caught in one mess or another. Sometimes it ends badly, but you never wish it to.
[...His hand finds itself on cherry's shoulder again. Just like a week ago.]
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Should I have known something was wrong? Aside from Sigrun, I spoke to him more than anyone else here.
[If there is a way to blame himself, he'll find it.]
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Try not to blame yourself... even if you knew, it may not mean you could have done anything.
[worst case... cherryblod turned up dead one day. He hated thinking that.]
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[Instead of what really happened - not being able to help his son because he didn't know anything was wrong in the first place.]
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[He means it. Cherryblod could have done something. It's... it was unfair.]
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[He speaks through half-gritted teeth. The guy was seriously starting to get on his nerves.]
So he had to have his own fun for once.
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[Cherry....?]
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You know what, that's going to get the most happy smile Speedwagon can muster. And a thumbs up. you do that, cherryblod.]
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Wasn't going to show him mercy before this, but now when I get a hold of him...
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We weren't supposed to survive that trial.
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We'll come up with something. This isn't going to stop us. It can't.
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[Ugh, this day...]
We just need to keep going... eventually we'll get through.
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[And... he's all concern now.]
You need anything else then? Extra food, or a drink?"
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[He probably will not, but he manages a weak smile.]
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[too bad he can't]
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