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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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I'll be fine. [Or as much as he can ever be, at any rate.] Thank you for coming over to check on me. I do appreciate it.

[ ... ... ... ... ]

I have to live, because I have to find out if my family survived like I did. They're the only things I have left, Yosuke. Everything else--any chance I might have at a normal life--is gone. I need to hold onto what I can. [ This tea doesn't taste as nice anymore, so he's setting it aside and picking up his book again, his hands shaking. He feels sick again. ] I'd... I'd probably hesitate, because there's only one real surefire way to kill someone, but that's a lot of blood and I'm

[ a forced, soft laugh ]

really bad with blood, as I'm sure you've figured out. Gorey stuff, too. But--yes.

It really is that straightforward. [ ...he isn't sure what to say, and he can't look at Yosuke. ] I'm sorry.

...don't apologize to me.

[He tries to sound calm, but there's a hint of frustration and confusion there. And under that, legit sadness]

Like, I get it. Hell, I've thrown myself in the way of hits for my partner back home way too many times to count. But... doing what you gotta do and doing something like this...

I just... I can't understand it. Someone.... someone I really cared about died earlier this year. Someone killed her. You can't... you can't take that back. Ever.

It is! I've seen so many people get together in the heat of the moment, when death's just a bite away!

[listen to her, black!!!!]

Miss Sigrun, please. [ sincerely pleading, here.

they did not have a good talk. ]

[...]

So what boring thing are you reading for fun?

Really? Who do you have in mind? I could always get them into shape.

[ ...she doesn't care, but-- ]

The Hoggit.

[She reaaaaally doesn't, but Black's not looking to good so she'll drag herself through it a little.]

What's a hoggit?

[ There's a lot of things he could say.

But none of them would make this any better. Is there anything that could make this better? ...no, probably not. ]

...I understand. My condolences for your loss.

[ It at least sounds genuine--because he is, he really is sorry that Yosuke got hurt, but it still feels hollow to say. The last thing he remembers is a hell of a lot more death than Yosuke's one girlfriend, and people closer to him, too. He's sorry, but in this situation? His grief's currently outweighing his company's. ]

A hog-person. They mainly live underground, and they're a friendly, carefree race of people that've been hidden away in The Quagmire for nearly a hundred years. Not because they were afraid to show their face or anything; the other races just never believed they existed and never went around their area.

[ He laughs a little, fingering the page. ]

Despite having hooves, they're quite light-footed. I guess it comes from learning to walk on soft boggy ground.

...You know, that probably would be a better idea than trying to duplicate a recipe, but... my mother made it with everything and it was always good.

Precisely. Now, granted, not everyone from the Water Tribe is a waterbender, and waterbenders have been definitely lived their entire lives away from the North and South Poles... but everyone who's a waterbender has at least one ancestor from the Water Tribe.

For the sake of the group. For our family and friends back home.

I'll keep lookin'.

It's not gonna be out in the open, and the Kingmaker will sure as hell make sure it's hidden away, but all that really means is that we need to find it as soon as possible.

Almost everyone. I know the argument is that Misa and Sigrun and their silliness are good for morale, but...

You must be very tied to your history, then.

I don't know... I've completely forgotten my birthday a few times until I looked at my calendar and something clicked.

...then again, if you actually do have a birthday sense, perhaps we could set all of ours by yours.

Patrolling at night would probably do at least something to deter would-be murderers by virtue of increasing the chance that they'd be caught in the act, so I think we ought to at least consider that.

Sweet and savory actually isn't as bad a combination as you'd suspect, but I definitely decided to go for sweet this time. It's more... comforting, I suppose.

...but really, I'm glad someone who doesn't actually know it from beforehand likes it.

Feels like he's prepared for anything that might happen to us in here. [Just allow Speedwagon to finish that thought for you, Megumi. It's almost... there's a noticeable bitterness to his tone.]

That trial room, right under our feet...! It's got to be something he'd thought up in advance for us, like he knew someone was going to go. So when Zagi was taken out, it was just what he wanted it to be.

That's just the way we can go now. I don't think the alternatives are much better...!

[total chaos? Please no.]

Doesn't help matters that we've still got a list of rules hanging over our heads.

Any time. Will be seeing you later.

[And he's off to fuss over other people.]

This is good too, considering the circumstances. Don't be so hard on your own cooking.

For all of them.

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