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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Gold's had that like three times today. This is the third. This is the third, and he's positive that she might've layered a bruise on another bruise, enjoy that yelp oh my god.]
Shit, Vanille, you have a better arm than you think!
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Well, Fang made sure I could hit hard enough to keep bullies away. [ She gets up. ] I'll go get you some ice, okay?
[ And away...! She returns pretty quickly, with ice all wrapped up in a cloth. She gently presses it against his arm. ]
Better?
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Y--Yeah, that's nice. Thanks. [...] So who's Fang? That's a pretty cool name for someone to have.
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[ She laughs lightly. ]
If you think I can hit hard, it's nothing compared to Fang.
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[beat him up fang]
But seriously, she sounds great! How long've you two known each other? How'd you meet?
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She's really pretty, yep!
[ how heterosexual ]
We met when we were kids, in Oerba's orphanage.
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You're an orphan?
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[What they could be like and stuff.]
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[...]
Can't say he was very happy to learn about them though.
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hmmmmmm
... Silver doesn't want him to say anything to anyone about stuff like this, but it's not like he's named names; Gold shrugs, looking away.]
They just weren't the kinds of people he thought they'd be. That's all.
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I think I can understand that. [ Hmm. ] I hope that guy doesn't get mad for you telling me that.
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[If he'd be pissed, Gold, then you probably shouldn't tell.]