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...]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ Mikazuki's response... actually really, genuinely surprises her. He's been sort of a punching bag for her abuse without any objection before then, she just assumed that sort of a punch wouldn't even faze him. when he stands, looking a little bit more conflicted than she expected he would... she feels bad. Like perhaps she had taken something for granted here.

... Honestly, he probably had.

It's that, more than anything, which sees her cheeks tinge red. That's - not really. She sighs, and, ]

... Right, I won't. Go do what you gotta do. [ A beat ] Mikazuki.

[tsugomori]

... Yes?

[ It's impolite to leave when someone is still talking to you, and so, he lingers, even though he doesn't want to. He meets her gaze easily enough, however. ]

[matchbreaker]

[ She was just acknowledging him by name.

She waves him off. ]

It's nothing. Thanks for your efforts today.