trusthell | now listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate

now listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate

[Another week, another murder, another absolute shitshow. Tarrlok kind of just wants to lock himself in his room for a while, but... well, he volunteered. So... it's definitely going to be much later in the day before a note advising everyone to meet up in the bar for some comfort food is slipped under everyone's door.

At least Tarrlok didn't have to take care of everything alone, though; while he spent most of the time cooking by himself, Speedwagon and Yosuke helped take some delicious pork buns up to set them out across the bar so that everyone could drown their sorrows in stuffing their faces. And, you know, alcohol, maybe that too. There's also some vegetarian stir fry for people who don't like pork, too, of course.

There isn't an official bartender to start out with, but there is live entertainment courtesy of Yosuke, who's strumming his guitar over in the corner there.

Hopefully someone will step up, because lord knows everyone in the Vault needs a drink right now.]

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[The whole trial was disturbing, so the busy work helping Tarrlok is welcome. And is also why he ends up playing eventually. Something soft and low key so not to interrupt anyone's conversations, but enough to keep the oppressive quiet away too.

He'll stop once and awhile to eat or talk, but otherwise that's where he stays. It's easier to let his mind clear with music, after all]

[Once Cherryblod actually makes it to the bar, and has a drink in his hand, he'll join Yosuke in his corner.]

How are you holding up?

Alright, I think. I'm not really sure WHAT to feel about all that.

Couldn't possibly tell you. But I'm glad you're doing as okay as anyone could expect.

[He nods]

I'm more worried about you and Sigrun, honestly.

...Can't speak for Sigrun, but I'll be alright now that I've vented a little.

It's just - that touched on practically every sore spot I have.

You're a dad. It's not surprising.

[He plinks at the guitar strings, not really doing more then making soft noise]

That... probably wasn't really her. I mean, I dunno for sure. Maybe he really was possessed. But probably not. Just some really sick man. Maybe better not to think on what they said too much now.

Even if it's a sickness, it's not something I could forgive. ...But it's over with.

[God, he hopes he never sees a zombie of any of the culprits.]

Yeah no, I don't think any of us could. Especially if 'she' was telling the truth. He was just a worthless criminal.

I dunno what to believe either way, so I guess it's just easier to be glad it's over. I'm glad you two didn't do anything crazy. If he had hurt you guys he wouldn't have made it to the pit.

As though somebody like that could have hurt me. Or Sigrun.

[Neither of them are shabby fighters, and even if that person had killed seven people, they were just a normal person.]

...But you're sweet to worry for my sake.

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[Bruce comes around with some more food, which he hands out to Yosuke.]

Here--you probably can afford to eat more.

Huh? Oh, hey, thanks.

[He smiles, a little strained but steady. He tilts his head to a near by seat, if Bruce wants it]

Not a problem.

[And since Yosuke is fine with it, Bruce will come to settle down beside him.]

How are you holding up?

[...well its pretty obvious, from what Bruce can see, but sometimes its just better to talk it out.]

...okay, I think?

[He certainly sounds more at a loss then anything else]

It's fine if you're not.

[Everything about what happened was... pretty screwed up.]

I think it was just too weird to really hit me. I know it hit some of us way worse.

It's not an easy topic to grasp.

[Bruce can understand that, and he doesn't blame Yosuke for not getting it. It's probably better that he doesn't.]

But it doesn't matter now, anyway. [Norman was caught and now he's dead. For better or for worse.]

[...oh, before he goes to the Woe Corner, he should probably... do this...]

Thanks for helping out, Yosuke. I don't think I could've done it without you.

[...he at least manages to feel kind of enthusiastic, at least.]

Hey, least I could do. That was... rough.

...yeah, it really was.

[Deeeep breath.]

Are you handling it alright, at least?

[He nods]

I dunno, it was weird. I mean, literally. Everything was so strange I'm not sure how to feel about it. So I guess I'm handling it better then most of us.

[He's too young and unworldly for the darker implications of what happened to feel real to him, and too confused by what happened to be disturbed on a deeper level. In a way he's literally too much of a child to be anything but scared and flabbergasted instead of shaken to his core like many of the adults had been]

Are YOU okay?

...actually, that probably bodes pretty well for you, then, if you haven't actually come into contact with that kind of thing often enough for it to affect you that much. Sometimes, things just get worse the more you deal with them instead of getting easier.

[...he doesn't want to have a heart-to-heart with a teen, though...]

...I'll survive.

[He nods softly- he is, now literally, the youngest person left alive in the Vault. On this, he'll trust that Tarrlok is right. Still-]

Not what I asked, but I guess I'll take it. You should eat something.

[...

oh yeah, he... should've eaten some pork buns while he was making them.]

...I really should've tested the food before putting it out, thinking about it...

It turned out okay though. Guess all that cooking is paying off, huh?