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

[firstaid]

[Varric was telling her the same thing.]

Yes, that would be correct. 'Probably' dying is better than 'definitely' dying.

So... for that reason we should try to keep fighting, I suppose.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah. I mean, there's gotta be something we're missing... but heck if I know what it is. I'm not cut out for this detective stuff.

[firstaid]

Perhaps someone will figure it out. I truly hope so. This can't just be a cruel game to... satisfy someone's desire.

[acherontiastyx]

...I mean, it probably can. Even if there's some deeper motivation going on here, it's not gonna stop me from punching the Wordsmith's face in whenever I get the chance.

[firstaid]

[That actually manages to get a giggle out of her.]

I'm sure you won't be the only one to wish to do that.

[acherontiastyx]

Oh, I know. We'll probably all need to queue up or something like we're waiting to get into the new hit blockbuster.

[firstaid]

I suppose I shouldn't lie, I do wish to get into that line.

[She's not a violent girl, but holy shit, when someone makes her upset...]

[acherontiastyx]

Well. Ladies first, I guess.

[firstaid]

I suppose I wouldn't mind taking the first punch.

[She actually smiles a bit...]

This sort of reminds me when you told me to punch you.

[She still won't punch him.]

[acherontiastyx]

Well, yeah. But I think there's a difference between a friendly punch to the shoulder and punching someone's face in, you know?

...

You still wouldn't do the former, though, would you.

[firstaid]

Well, even I don't think it would be a very friendly punch from me.

[She thinks...]

However, I still have no inclination to punch you.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, alright, I figured. Just figure I'd ask.

[firstaid]

If anything, I feel that desire much less now than before. I... still don't think you're a bad person, Guzma.

[acherontiastyx]

...

Well. I still don't know if that's an accurate impression. I'm on my best behavior here because there's someone worse to deal with.

[firstaid]

Even so, I have no reason to believe it. It means you are truly capable of being kind, I think. Like giving out hot cocoa like you are right now.

[acherontiastyx]

...yeah, well. I... guess.

[firstaid]

Well, I know. Even if you deny it, I still believe.

[acherontiastyx]

Heh. Okay. You can keep on thinking that.