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

[bloodisthicker]

[...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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[sleepingkogoro]

Huh? I did that?

[YOU DID IT FIRST, SIGRUN, GOD DAMN IT but yeah, that went over Mouri's head so he won't even point it out]

Well, uh, you mentioned trolls and all that. That must be different, I suppose.

[captainobnoxious]

[LISTEN, IT'S ALWAYS THE OTHER'S PERSON FAULT FIRST. AND HE'S BEEN ON ABOUT HER LIKES: KILLING THINGS FOR A WHILE NOW.]

One hundred percent different! Well, after they turn, anyway. Trolls used to be humans before the Illness took them and then they become disgusting creatures with no thought of their own, just hunter's instinct. It's what I hunt for a living.

[sleepingkogoro]

[Point taken! This was indeed the natural conclusion to all that pressuring.

Good thing it is pretty much over now, you won't ever hear of it again]

The Illness? What happened in your world?

[Because wow, just what kind of worlds do all these people come from. Why are there so few from orderly and relatively peaceful worlds like Mouri's]

[captainobnoxious]

About a century ago the Illness came from nowhere and killed the world. It's like a really bad rash. People like me are immune because the ones who weren't died off over the years in some way, but there's a place that has more non-immunes than immunes since it's water-locked.

[Iceland's also got the best technology like, ever, but Sigrun doesn't really care about that part unless it helps to kill trolls.]

The ancient gods saved those that believed and punished those that didn't.

[sleepingkogoro]

[Wow. What a terrible world that sounds like]

So what you do is to secure the rest of the world from those affected with the Illness?

[captainobnoxious]

[To the outside, maybe. But since it's all Sigrun's ever known, it's just normal.]

You bet. Anyone who gets infected is dealt with, but we'd really like to prevent that from happening in the first place, so my job is to clear out sections of the land and then from there the higher up decides what to do with it. Some of it is kept under watch and let regrown, some of it is burned to form lines against hardier sections of trolls, but the main goal is to retake all the land some day so that people can live and go where they please.

[sleepingkogoro]

And you are the captain of a team who tries to recover the land. That explains many things, your natural leadership and what not.

[While the words don't hint a compliment the tone at least should. So well done on being impressive...¡]

What is going to happen once the infected are dealt with? Are there enough people to populate the whole world?

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun beams at the mention of her natural leadership, because she knows isn't it great that she's just the best??]

Hopefully by the time we conquer every corner of the world there will be, but it's nothing a little fun in the sack won't fix if there's not.

[Her plans of matchmaking people on Day One aren't so far in logic now, are they. Look at the world she lives in.]