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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[neverheardofhim]

[He did as directed, stepping inside the door and casting a cursory glance around the room, before settling up against a wall. He passed one bottle over to the woman, followed by a glass. It was a bottle each kind of night.]

Dare I ask how you're holding up?

[iaspis]

Not well.

[She says it honestly, but she does take one of the bottles.]

...It makes me wonder how much longer this will go on.

[neverheardofhim]

I don't know.

[He clutched his bottle tightly, expression twisting in the slightest. A few weeks ago, he would have been the picture of optimism. Hell, maybe when he walked out of the room, he would be.]

[With Jasper though... he wasn't ashamed to show just how troubled he was. Trouble he tried to drown with a gulp of tequila.

Andraste's ass, if we can't protect kids, who can we protect...

[iaspis]

They made their choice. They were merely fortunate the one they went after was also out to kill.

[....sorry she doesn't really have a lot of sympathy for Gold and Silver, uh]

[neverheardofhim]

I... I hear what you're saying. [It was easy to forget that. Gold and Silver weren't just victims of circumstance or doing the right thing. They'd made a choice in the end. Tried to fix it, too, but there was still a dead body at the end of the day.]

You two were close. I'm sorry for... [He trailed off, unsure of what exactly to say.]

I'm sorry.

[iaspis]

...He made his choice.

[She's quiet for a moment.]

When he told me not to do anything rash, I didn't think it was because he was planning to do something stupid himself.

[neverheardofhim]

Kimbley was... [An ass like that?] interesting like that. At least he wanted to keep you alive. Wanted you to make it out.

It's no comfort to me, but at least you know he gave a damn. [He's not... very good about this whole thing.]

[iaspis]

I'm flattered, but I would have been more okay with it if he had...

[Wait. Maybe she shouldn't finish that thought.]

We had things in common. Maybe that's why we were drawn to each other in the first place. I don't know.

[neverheardofhim]

[If the Kimbley talk was going to continue, he was going to need more than just a sip. The entire glass is downed and refilled before he spoke.]

Sometimes friends do shitty things. Really shitty things.

[iaspis]

Friends....

[Of all the things he said, that's apparently the part that's sticking with her.]

He knew it was a risk, but apparently not enough to realize telling his plans to someone on a Thursday night was a stupid idea.

[idiot]

[neverheardofhim]

From the looks of it, he wasn't in his right mind. [Anyone that was probably wouldn't have written what he did all over the walls.]

Something changed this week. I don't know what, but... when I spoke to him on Sunday he seemed... well. As stable as Kimbley could be. It's why I didn't try anything this week.

[iaspis]

I don't think he'd been in his "right mind" for a very long time.

[Is that too blunt? That's probably too blunt.]

He must have gotten back an unpleasant memory. That latest bit I saw on his wall-- about needing a corpse.