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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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[Bruce lets out a quiet, somewhat hollow laugh at that.]

I suppose so.

[He just... puts down the tea for now since he's drunk some of it. Before anything else can happen.]

...what exactly is a zombie?

[...that's a no, obviously.]

...There wasn't anything else you could have done.

[It doesn't take an intellectual on Bruce's level to tell that he's taking this badly.]

Isn't it just.

[God, this is the best topic. Stroke his ego some more, why don't you.]

I'm Hotland's premier entertainer and the Underground's sole celebrity - it's been my lifelong dream to entertain not just the monsters of the Underground but the rest of the world as well! This...wasn't at all what I expected, but it's been good to meet humans here nonetheless.

[Yeah, Sigrun's snorting at that, bumping their shoulders together lightly. It probably doesn't do much for the robot, but it's a sign of affection, okay??]

Oh, then you're definitely next, bombshell. I'm touched you'd risk your life with your stupid words though.

[really how the hell did these two end up like this]

Then it'll be your stuff we're torching.

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Don't forget--you don't have to carry the burden alone. I'll help shoulder it--if you'd like me to.

You're already putting too much weight on yourself.

I'm not exactly sure what I'd even use for a punching bag.

I know that.

[He knows that, just as he knows so many other things - his science, his work, everything he's lived by - which is why it makes everything all the harder. He can't claim to be all-knowing, of course, but... god, this was everything he was trying to prevent. Everything he doesn't want to be.

It's not as if being the Hulk didn't already expose him to all of this.]

A fair bit, yes.

[ That's certainly something she's never heard of. ]

What did you use, then?

[ Ah. ]

It seems I've broken my promise to you. I'm sorry.

...We can do it. I know we can, Aqua.

A little! Yosuke was playing something for me at one point, and I've been working on that for the last couple of days.

[He seems pleased with the question, though; this is...nice, sort of. He's the sort of person that thrives off of being around other people, but he also grew up with someone that was absolutely the opposite of everything he's chosen to do with himself.]

How about you, darling?

Do you really think so? Misa-Misa can be useful that way?

[ If that's the case, then... ]

Of course I'll be doing them! As long as I'm here, I'll make sure that we can all stay together as much as possible! You can count on me!

I know, but you need know it's not. You weren't going after him. And you didn't force the choice on us. Or him

[A small nod and pause.]

No they didn't...and...

[No, it would be better not to finish that sentence. He's learned at least a little bit from his fuck ups before.]

Well, no one here deserves this situation.

Nobody was prepared for this. I don't know if it is any consolation, but you aren't the only one who is overwhelmed.

[They just disguise it better]

Taichi Yagami. Pleasure to meet you.

[He's been moping for the past week.]

Anything soft enough would do the trick. The beds in the bedrooms come to mind.

[ The worst part is that Aqua knows she's right. She knows that in a place like this, desperation is bound to set in. It didn't with Zagi, no; but the longer they remain in the vault, the more likely it is that someone will take matters into their own hands. ]

I hated myself for suggesting it--I still do. This whole situation is wrong. We barely knew Kamui, yet--

We sent him to his death. [ ... ]

And he died so horribly, Sigrun. I swore I wouldn't let anyone get hurt, but...

[ Aqua's aware that she's close to rambling now, but... god, it just weighs so heavily on her heart and conscience. ]

I won't forget. I can't. Not while we're here.

[ He sighs. ]

...I'm gonna miss Zagin. He was a little weird and way too into fighting, but I liked him.

...So what are we gonna do now, Detective? [ Just go back to whatever routines they've found here in murdervault? ]

It's wonderful. Light...really helped me through a tough time, honestly. If it weren't for him...

[ She probably wouldn't be here right now. ]

I may take you up on that suggestion, then.

Have you tried any of Cherryblod's tea? It does wonders.

No, of course not. I didn't want anyone to die. I still don't.

[ The first day in the vault feels like an eternity ago. Funny how it's been only a week... ]

We are not really the best samples of humanity you could find. Most of the people outside are rather different to anyone you may find here.

[By example, most people outside aren't a ragtag group of misfits like the survivors are. Compared to this group the rest of the world may seem dull to some]

I am a bit surprised you haven't tried to set up any show in here so far. I would have thought a premier entertainer would have created something already.

[That...may have sounded condescending, something Mouri intended. He hurries to add]

It would at least help to keep everyone's minds distracted.

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