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

[ravagers]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[plentyfriendly]

I'll wait for you to answer that question before I tell you or not.

[It was. Not pretty.]

[tsugomori]

I think I'll save the questionnaire for later, then.

[ Mikazuki surprisingly is not a fan of hearing nor seeing brutality. ]

Today has been trying enough, you see.

[plentyfriendly]

That's half of why I asked. I'd rather not everyone get more depressed.

[Even if mostly that's just so they won't kill each other.]

[tsugomori]

Maybe we should start talking about some light-hearted things instead then, hm?

[ It's honestly better than the alternative, probably. ]

[plentyfriendly]

I'll try to think of something.

In the meantime, my name's Phi. I don't think we've actually talked before today.

[considering he's about two podiums to her left in the trial room, though...]

[tsugomori]

Ah yes, my name is Mikazuki Munechika; I am one of the five great swords of Japan. It is a pleasure to meet you, Phi.

[ He'll give a small, respectful bow. ]

Hopefully my lack of manners hasn't been too apalling.

[plentyfriendly]

[She figures that's some kind of metaphor. She's read or watched at least one thing including that "weapon is an extension of your body" deal.]

Don't worry about that. Most of the things I'm concerned about being rude were breached from the beginning.

[thanks, wordsmith]