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

[bloodisthicker]

[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.]

Comments

[garudynamic]

[He nods]

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

[cherryblooded]

...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.

[garudynamic]

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.

[cherryblooded]

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.]

[garudynamic]

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.

[cherryblooded]

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.

[garudynamic]

Hey man, crazy is crazy.

[cherryblooded]

I'll be fine. If I'm taken down, I promise it won't be because I did a stupid thing at a trial.

[garudynamic]

Small comfort. But thanks.

[He'll take it]

I think Sigrun is worse off... I might so check on her later. Give Black a chance at her first.

[cherryblooded]

Probably. I'd do the same, but I worry it might just work the both of us up again, so I'll let other people handle this one.

[garudynamic]

[He winces]

Tch, yeah. Probably best. Maybe try tomorrow? Some sleep might help her.

[cherryblooded]

I'll do that. Or Sunday, even. Couldn't hurt to give her a little extra time to cool off.

[garudynamic]

Can't hurt.

[He leans back a little]

I hope she talks to Mettaton, too.

[cherryblooded]

Maybe she should cool down first and then talk to him. Right now, I don't think they'll do much but argue.