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trusthell2016-03-05 04:01 pm
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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.]
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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[Like, surprisingly easy. It softens up and just kind of goes down??]
And why not? There's not many drinks you don't chug.
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[That's news to him.]
You can enjoy it longer if you don't drink it all at once.
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[..........]
Why would you want to enjoy it? It has a purpose and that purpose only works inside you.
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[Why is this actually a discussion.]
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There's not enough in there to make it last. Make a bigger cup and it won't be thrown back so easily.
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[This is actually vaguely upsetting??]
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You should? There's a lot more in there.
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But if there's a lot more, then you'll still be able to savor it! Just without taking dainty little sips.
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[He is surprisingly serious about this.]
1/2
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[And just like that everything's back to normal.
Off to the kitchen!]
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Enjoy.
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Sure will, thanks.
[s... sip??? a dainty sip. the daintiest sip.]
... Would you kill me for saying it tastes just the same as if I'd thrown it back?
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[Reassuring...]
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The taste lasts a lot longer like this.
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1/2, again
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[And she'll shotgun the rest of it.]
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[He doesn't seem offended by this nearly as much as the whole 'tea in a stein' thing.]
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So, how's everyone else looking? Anyone feeling the burden of decision a little too much?
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