I'll wait, so show me why you're strong

[isafraid]

[And so the day's trial for the attempted murder of Gabriel Knight draw to a close with... charitably better results then usual.

They were alive, at the least, but that didn't mean there wasn't several blows against the trust that had been built up here. One mole that attempted murder, another that quit, and another that was given the offer no doubt put strain on several relationships... most notably Sigrun's.

It was all, in a word... frankly shitty. But now it's all out there, no sense in trying to get it back.

An hour (or two) after the "trial" ends and everyone's gone off on their own business, Speedwagon heads back to the kitchen. It was the usual plan in mind, what they did after every trial. And everyone, regardless of what was said or done, would soon find a note being slipped under their door.]

[Name],
There's gonna be food in the dining hall, in case anyone's got an appetite for it.
I know some might want to be alone after that mess of an investigation, but if you don't then the offer's as open as it's always been.
I'd say sticking together might still be safer then not.

-R E.O. Speedwagon

[And yes, folks that arrive in the dining hall will find a nice spread of sandwiches, soup, and what leftovers Speedwagon could scrounge out of the fridge. Speedwagon isn't the best cook in the group, but there's definitely stuff here that's good enough to eat.

...Sigrun's 'masterpiece' was, thankfully, left out of this. Keeping folks alive is the goal, after all.]

Comments

[penduli]

[ ...the corner of his mouth twitches up too, less painful this time, and he sits back in his chair so he can properly regard Yosuke. ]

I hope it's a good one. [ ... ] Though I won't give you a hard time about it if it isn't.

[garudynamic]

We'll see. I plan on having plenty of time to think about it.

[And with that he leaves. It's not good. Nothing about this is good.

But it's not ruined. He'll accept that for now]

[captainobnoxious]

[... Once Yosuke's gone, Sigrun'll come back over and lean against Black's chair, petting his head.]

How're you feeling now, darling?

[penduli]

[ The second Yosuke's gone, Black's slumping in his chair. ]

...I don't feel like puking anymore? [ Maybe? ] I'm... better, I think.