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WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? OUR TALES RIVAL JUST TURNED INTO A ZOMBIE!

[...so, uh, that was a thing that happened. Tarrlok was completely ready to do the politician thing and come up with a speech or something for most of whatever the hell that excuse for a trial was, but everything got all confusing, baffling, and horrifying and completely inexplicably, he can't find the words.

Maybe he just... needs a day. Tomorrow will probably be fine. For now, though, Misa volunteered to make brownies, and he was going to make a Northern Water Tribe comfort food specialty.

...even if they only had shortening and not actual animal fat and it'd been a while since he'd made it, but it tasted... alright? Definitely not as good as the stuff back home, but it was hard to get that good, anyway.

...there's also the matter of setting things up in a location other than the dining hall, because even though that's cleaned up, it still feels pretty tasteless to hold a wake literal feet from the place you found someone's bloody corpse.

So, a little later on in the day, a lovingly personalized note will be slid under everyone's doors:

And if the Survivors choose to head to the library, they'll find a... well, okay, it's a bunch of boxes from the storage room of comparable size stacked up on each other to kind of resemble a table. The dining hall ones don't even seem like they'd fit in the library, so Team Afterparty clearly had to improvise. One side is filled with plates, bowls, and spoons, and the other is filled with brownies, cookies, and a big bowl of berry aqutak. There are also chairs dotted throughout the room in a sort of vague circle --- close enough together that if people want to talk, they can, but far enough apart that it'd be easy to drag it off for some privacy.]

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Aw, Cherry, I won't have guilt over it. I've made harder decisions than a little bloodletting and a button push in order to survive before.

[It's nice he's thinking of her though.]

I just hope I can get through to her about it. Not really sure she'll be up for listening, but it's a leader's job to try and I'm afraid that those genes haven't retired just yet.

[Sigrun can't help it. She's a leader first and foremost, it's in her blood and lifestyle.]

I'm an optimist, so maybe I don't know.

...Any ideas, then?

[Dad fuss.]

Good luck. It's good to have a leader type here - I'm not up for the job, and I can't think of who else I'd rather have than you.

[Seriously, who else would they have? Bruce, maybe. Possibly.]

I'm sure there's more than a few people who realize the gravity of "punishment" now and won't be doing it, but there's probably just as many thinking "I can do better" in not getting caught.

[In other words: Yeah, she agrees.]

I'm just hoping it doesn't happen again so soon. I'm not sure how long it'll take some of these civilians to recover, and I'd hate to have them be put on the spot again like that.

...Are you sure, Sigrun? This...isn't the first time I've seen something like this. It's not any easier this time than it was before.

[ Not to get into too many details, but, it doesn't seem like the thing that becomes more dull with time. ]

I can see that, though. Using it to motivate ourselves...making sure we keep going and saying "never again"...

I have the feeling you would do a good job on that. It's said celebrities and stars are pretty influential with the public. Good luck with that.

[...while his wishes for Mettaton to be successful at helping stop whatever that war is are sincere, he doesn't really see how useful a celebrity can be. That was said more because, well, Mouri really is trying to see something positive, as if saying positive stuff to other people would help himself feel better]

Now that I'm wondering about it, what exactly is the entertainment you do back at your home? You were built for that as your main function but I think you never went in detail of what you did.

Undefeated, in his entire life? No wonder it was an obsession.

[Her mom and dad tell her to use her indoor voice when she talks, so that's a new kind of fuss she hasn't experienced.]

Thanks. I'd ask you to save some more tea for me, but really I'd just like some good ale.

[So, like, if he can find some of that, they can have a drink together.]

No. I can't think of anything... I should, but I can't.

In his whole life. Never been even injured in battle.

If I get any out of the vending machine, it'll go to you first, I promise.

Why are you putting the entire weight of this Vault on your shoulders?

Because somebody's got to.

[ Black glances up from his book after a moment--had to finish a paragraph, okay, this fictionalized version of The War of the Posies is actually pretty interesting--and blinks slowly, registering the question. ]

...I don't mind. Take a seat. [ There's the floor or there's a box--he'll clear his books off the one directly beside him and motion for Yosuke to sit there. His books can deal with the ground. ] Is that for me?

I guess we'll never know what happened now.

Suppose not. But I do hope he finds some happiness, in his next life.

I hope that for both of them.

I think everyone would feel better and less tempted about murder if we all had something to do. There must be some way to get everyone to do something.

I don't have any ideas, there's just so little ways to keep oneself entertained for long.

...Go ahead.

[ He spoons some aqutak into his mouth. Sure, it tastes good, but he also doesn't care. ]

Well, we don't know how thick the rock is, for one thing. For another, we don't know what's behind the rock - it could be water or something else that you probably shouldn't breathe in if you don't like dying.

[Cherryblod takes a seat with his cup of tea. For a few moments, he's quiet.]

...How are you holding up?

[After talking to Cherryblod, Sigrun's decided to see if she can alleviate Aqua's palpable guilt any, leaning on the wall beside her. She's seen people come and go all evening and she's not sure how much has helped, but it's a leader's duty to ensure no one's taking a burden on their own and... well, even if there's been no election for it, Sigrun can't help but fit herself into the shoes she's worn for over a decade now.]

It's not an easy thing to forget, huh.

But isn't it easier for all of us to take it on together, instead of 25 brains working separately?

Do you still trust everyone here?

Misa-Misa is an optimist, too! Most of the time. It depends, I think!

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