week six afterparty ★ i will expose this heart to you

[excavated]

Mixed feelings rang in the air at the end of the long, long trial - four people have been lost. But in their places, three people returned to their number, as living pieces to play the game once again. While the Witch of Misfortune had said that after this, there would no longer be any more murders, that didn't change the complicated emotions that was brought to the table.🗈

Now, the group was left to their own devices - with the two Witches having disappeared in dark fire and sakura petals along with Natsuno and Shadow no longer to be found along in the mansion. Now the question was this: what would they all do from here?

There was still hope. The execution that Nirrti had done was one that was gentler than the ones that had been committed by the pieces the past two weeks.

And while Tsubasa still held many uncertainties, given that he had done murdered for the sake of someone important to him, that did not change the determination that he had for everyone. Not just those that were alive. But those that had died as well. He wasn't simply going to let the sacrifices go in vain, or that he was brought back.

At the very least, he had to make up and own his mistakes.

Which is why, a little later on, people might find a letter slid under their doors, saying:

To the one who might read this:

There is still a lot to be done and a lot to be said, but there's only a little while longer until we can make it through. I believe that we'll be able to reach to her and change the future so that we will have a happy ending.

You don't need to speak to me if you wouldn't want to, but if you'd like to eat, food will be provided in the dining room if you'd like to not be alone. Nobody deserves that. As always, don't force yourself to come if you don't want to.

- Syaoran

And just as the letter says, food will be provided - while there does seem to be a lot of comfort foods, there are also tacos, along with tempura and inari sushi.

Comments

[oceanicbutterfly]

Well, I know you mean me.

[Hahahaha...]

Things are settling. We were more alike than different, I think, so it's getting easier.

...I think I know all the goats by name now.

[improbablenotimpossible]

Hm... that would help, though you had more to - I suppose we can call it 'merging'.

[He agreed, tapping the table slightly, though he chuckles]

I think I only heard the one - that kept eating the linens.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Merging, huh? [She nods. Yeah, that sounds like a good word for it.] It'll be hard to separate her feelings from mine, though. I hope that doesn't become an issue.

[On several levels.]

Ambrose-san. He... he certainly exists.

[improbablenotimpossible]

I'd joke about the memories that one brought to me - but given the circumstances, it would be in extremely poor taste... I suppose there is always the odd one in a group, that one being ours, and Ambrose for the goats.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Who would it be for the pieces, then--Wheatley-san. It was definitely him.