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

[ignorantly]

I've got one of those branch bouquets in my room. Want it?

[ He's not using it for anything, and if Cherryblod wants another to break... ]

[cherryblooded]

I have two more of these after this one, so I should be fine, but thank you.

[ignorantly]

Okay. I can make some tea for ya when you're done breakin' stuff, then.

[cherryblooded]

You're very kind. I'd appreciate that.

[He's not really in the mood to make tea for himself.]

[ignorantly]

Maybe I should break some branches myself... that trial was kind of a mess.

[cherryblooded]

You're telling me. Had no idea it was going to be that bad - but really, who'd have expected something like that?

[Even someone like him, who comes from a weird world, wouldn't have predicted the mess that was Inviting.

Tear, another blossom.]

[ignorantly]

I kinda expected it to be a mess because the trials are always a mess in some way, but that... [ He shakes his head. ]

That was pretty ugly. I wanted to punch his... her... their face in.

[cherryblooded]

You were not the only one, by far.

[As was probably pretty evident by the way Cherryblod was acting.]

[ignorantly]

What kind of parent does that do their own kid? [ He's disgusted, really. Who even does that, Norma. ]

[cherryblooded]

A disgusting one. Shouldn't even be called a parent.

[Norma. Why.]