trusthell | i feel the love, and i feel it burn, down this river every turn

i feel the love, and i feel it burn, down this river every turn

[The trial, as usual, was taxing. It's for different reasons every week, but what it all comes down to is there are fewer of them than there were, and that keeps on happening. The note comes, as it always does, earlier than last week, but still with some delay. There's a note slipped under everyone's door. ...One under Gold's door because of course Silver will be staying there, she knows.]

Please come to the dining room, if you would like not to be alone. There will be food, and there will be some cards and board games if you need a distraction.

- Hanyuu & Elda

[True to that, there are a variety of foods. It's nothing too fancy. Rice, grilled fish, eggs in various styles. ...No creampuffs this time, it seems Hanyuu thought that would be a little in poor taste. Also a bunch of fries? ...Really spicy fries, like incredibly so.

On a far table, board games brought from the games room have been left out, along with many decks of cards.]

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No. I believe our only chance is finding a way to him, and we haven't found anything like that.

[It's pretty bleak. She wouldn't really blame anyone for giving up.]

Who knows, maybe we'll find something soon.

[The words sound hollow though and Gangrel sighs, shaking his head.]

Will you help me with something? Mikazuki's staying in my room tonight, but I can't move that bed by myself.

[Just the mattress, he means. And while he's physically strong enough to do it, he'll break his nails, so uh.]

Maybe.

[But she doesn't sound like she believes it. She regards Gangrel a long moment before nodding.]

Yes, of course.

...I've never spoken with him. Mikazuki, I mean. I should change that.

He's... kind. Nicer than he should be to complete strangers. A little bit of an airhead who acts like he's fine even when he isn't, but he's not all that bad.

[A friend, maybe.]

There are plenty of people here who will feign everything being okay.

...I can't say I blame them.

It's beginning to look like that's the best way to handle all of this, really. You block everything out, you stop letting yourself get hurt by any of this. You pretend it's fine until it is.

[...]

It's worked for me in the past.

[....Well that's depressing, isn't it.]

...Yeah. That's the only way to keep on going.

Eventually it'll work! It just takes a bit of doing until you can get the feelings to stop.

[IT'S FINE, THIS IS FINE, EVERYTHING'S FINE]

The Rebellion lasted for one thousand years. You'd think I would be used to death.

But this is different. The Rebellion was a war. This is just a slaughter.