I still regret every word, that day, I never said

[matchbreaker]

[ This trial was a mess. Hard on everyone, filled with conflicting emotions, and the twists and turns in it made it unsatisfying for everyone involved. That's probably become the norm at this point though! As have the gatherings in the aftermath of them. This time around the letter comes under everyone's door fairly quickly into the evening, following only a short delay for those organizing it to get things together and console themselves enough to be presentable. ]

Come to the dining room if you want to be with people. I will have board games, cards, food, and drink. We also will be writing letters to the dead, if you want to do that around others.

- Elda, Hanyuu, and Mikazuki

[ The dining room's set up is once again fairly simple. Hanyuu broad board games, Elda brought some rpg books though she doesn't expect anything to come of it, and there are a lot of envelopes, paper, and pens from the mail room. The mail room's going to close tonight, of course, but most of the letters will probably be written privately anyway. Elda just wanted people to be sure they knew they could.

Food wise, there's grilled meat and fish, rice, cream puffs (all Hanyuu!) Mikazuki's tea (both black and green!) and Elda's ... spicy fries. Some of them are more mild! However, the mild ones are covered in sugar so uh... that's probably not better. Either way, have at ]

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[matchbreaker]

Silver, please don't take offense to this, but if you are going to have empty opinions, I am going to use you as a a draft.

[ . . . Hahaha.

HA.

Her cheeks color ]

... I was married, yes. To a wonderful, wonderful man named James Marker. We lived two hundred years of bliss, and I have a child and three grandchildren to do show for that time. I would and very near did kill so I might have those days again. ... But. But he died.

The old fool died in his sleep on me.

[feistytrader]

[...Well, if he's a draft, he'll keep quiet and nod along. There's more to it than that, right?]

[matchbreaker]

That destroyed during the second week here, once we got our first memory back. ... My memory was of that discovery, and I was cruelly thrust into a world where I was widow, and I could remember the way his lips flaked against mine when I kissed his dusty corpse.

[ . . . ]

But now, with so many more memories... I can't so vividly feel that anymore. Even if I can remember the sound and sight clearly. Perhaps touch is the quickest sense to fade away in memory.

[feistytrader]

[...Without putting much thought into it, Silver pushes some of his hair out of his face and tucks it behind his ear.]

I don't know. Maybe.

[So she's still very (rightfully) torn up over his death, but just the same, she likes Hanyuu as well?]

[matchbreaker]

It must be so, particularly for vampires, with our strong senses of smell and hearing. [ She sighs, and she runs her claws along the table. ]

... In a way, I still feel bad over it. To have found someone else to be attached to so near to my recollection of James's death. Not to mention a woman...