week one afterparty ★ where is this warmth going? when it's tomorrow, it'll vanish

[excavated]

The day had ended on a rather solemn note, with not just one innocent dead, but two.

Both the Great Detective, Erika Furudo and the magical girl known as Cure Aqua, Karen Minazuki were killed in cold blood, and all that was left behind was a pool of blood that acknowledged their deaths. And yet, in spite of that, they had to move forward... 🗈

Of course, in spite of the lingering feeling that hung in the air, the possible suspicion that would probably stick through them for the rest of their stay here, if not for the rest of their lives.

Being used to death, he knew very well the sting of having blood on your own hands. He understood too well the consequences. But he didn't want people to simply just blame themselves for something that wasn't entirely their fault.

Which is why after a while, he goes on ahead to search people out to tell them that if they would prefer not to be alone, they can come to the dining room and that there will be food. For those who stay in their rooms, however, they'll find a neatly handwritten letter:

To the one who might read this:

We're dealing with a difficult time and I know that because of this turn of events, that people might start to distrust one another and even make the decision to not face the future. But I don't want to hide and run away from our present; I want all of us to face the reality and change the future so that it isn't a sad one. I'm certain that the two that we lost would not want that from us, either.

Feel free to meet me in the dining room if you wish to mourn, or if you'd wish to not face all of this alone. Nobody deserves to be alone on a day like this. Food will be provided. Don't force yourself to come, though.

- Syaoran

Set up in the dining area are a lot of various comfort foods - a lot of soup based dishes, kebabs, hot pots, you name it. Even if the times are difficult, especially with the results, at the very least there's a small glimmer hope, right...?

Comments

[literalidiotball]

What? What are we screaming abou-

[Enter in silence...

Wheatley looks where the other two are looking.]

. . . You are bloody kidding me.

[improbablenotimpossible]

I bloody wish! This is complete Bollocks!

Arrrgh... Let's... just go see.

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi is already stomping back to the mansion, grabbing the first goat he sees to let them know about the fire so they can put it out.

It would be dumb if the fire spread and they all died]

[foundationmods]

[They appreciate this!

The library is quiet, as always. They can clearly see the wings from the statues pointing at a single bookshelf.]

[literalidiotball]

[Did someone get to the bookshelf already? Because someone could have found this while these three were busy burning down the chapel.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[Lord help that person if they did. He'll search anyways, they're going to pay the piper anyways for what they did]

[foundationmods]

[Indeed, there's an empty spot exactly where the feathers point.


...oops.]

[beguiledcard]

[ Sooooo... funny story, really. He was hanging out a lot in the library, starting on Wednesday? Then, well... MURDER HAPPENED.

But, anyway, he's sitting over at a table, staring at a book with no title on the spine. There's an indent on the cover, which is circular. ]

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi doesn't notice Akira, but maybe Akira notices the Good Boy groaning over by the bookshelves]

I almost died for nothing-?!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He pauses, noticing another person in the room, slowly turning towards Akira's direction, feeling his lips twitch as his eyes fall on the book, exhaling sharply]

[beguiledcard]

[ He hears the exclamation and then... notices the staring...

... Just...

Looking from one side to the other, and then slowly getting up and walking over with said book. ]

Did I miss something...? You guys okay?

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi is just gonna lean on the bookcase and almost laugh... then start silent crying.]

1

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He opens his mouth, raising his finger up as if to say something before closing as if thinking better of it]

2

[improbablenotimpossible]

No.

No. We are Not.

[beguiledcard]

[ He... gently rests a hand on Takumi's back???

You get the feeling you should choose your words carefully. . . ]

What happened?

[goldenmaniac]

[He doesn't answer, but he does tilt his head towards Ruler- he'd explain better.

He does lean into the touch though]

[anonnomnomnom]

[


So, here's Anon popping his head in a nearby window. There is a nice breeze, as always, and he's smelling a little sooty because he probably spent some time out there--]

Hey, everyone! Did you see? The chapel is completely on fire!

I didn't check for any survivors yet.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He lets out a long groan at that, burying his face in his hands. Calm down, calm down - he keeps telling himself]

[beguiledcard]

Wh-... Shit!

[ HE'S JUST GONNA TURN TO RUSH TO THE CHAPEL, LMAO, I'M SO SORRY. ]

[literalidiotball]

Huh?!

[Oh no Akira!]

Hey, wait! At least let us have the book before you run off!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His head snaps up as he notices movement]

Hold it! Akira Kurusu. Leave that book.

[beguiledcard]

[ He blinks... then frowns at them.

But after glancing at the book, and then at them, he walks back over and hands it over to Sherlock. ]

At least tell me what this is all about?

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi makes a startled sound]

[literalidiotball]

... Okay, Ruler has the book. We're good.


.... [He turns to Takumi.]

You need anything before we go to bed?

[literalidiotball]

. . .

[Wheatley is just staring. Still wearing Takumi's bag. With the bells in it.]

. . . . .

[Intelligence Dampening Sphere.exe is not responding.]