Week 2, Saturday Afterparty + Sunday!

[arraignments]

[ Three total losses...

With the air heavier and gloomier than before, Goro's feeling... much more restless. So, about an hour after the games have ended, he can be found in the kitchen. He'll recruit anyone who comes in (that he knows can cook/bake, obvs). He's not... actually doing any cooking, himself, though he does make some coffee and lots of sandwiches.

There is a variety of other dishes (see Saki's toplevel for more items), as well!

Everything is being set up outside, not too far from the pool, and there are blankets on the ground - time for a picnic! ]

Comments

[houndumb]

[He's getting an auto-evil eye no matter what though whether it's because Nora is ferociously focused on defeating the marker or because Ingway is actually in for an earful once scrubbing is done is up for debate. All the same, the soap and towel-stuff is grumpily accepted and there's just SCRUB-A-DUB-DUB but with impressive levels of noise in the bathroom for a while.

SCRUB-A-DUB-DUB-DUBBA-DUB-WUBBA--

Anyway. Eventually Nora resurfaces with only some traces of facemarker and winces a little while he dries off. He may have been a bit overenthusiastic about it but it's fine. At least he's not poisoned or dickbutt anymore. There's just still a hint of a flower here and a bork there.....]

Ughh... This is why I don't nap out in the open anymore... [apparently this isn't an uncommon occurrence??] What the hell even happened.

[He kind of missed the whole entire end of everything so possibly this is him grouching and possibly this is also a lot of question rolled in one.]

[darkova]

Not much once you were knocked out. No one else was killed, at least, though there was a scare with James.

[houndumb]

Who the hell is James-- Oh, that geezer.

[Seriously, who calls him by his first name or anything other than old man or grandpa or whatever, Ingway are you even for real. Nora definitely had to take a moment, but then he just waves somewhat dismissively.]

There's always a scare or drama with that guy!! I bet nothing even happened 'cause of WHATEVER he is.

[Yeah he's still not sure what the hell a Servant is. Whatever.]

[darkova]

That wouldn't surprise me, honestly.

[houndumb]

I would totally freakin' bet on it.

[Unsure if that's an endorsement of Moriarty's unflappable Moriartyness or if Nora is just reinforcing his judgment of Crimepa's drama queen tendencies. Regardless he's still squinting in the mirror, ostensibly to examine the last traces of whatever marker mess is still going on there.

There's a blink, blink and then he scowls at his reflection.]

What the hell... Hey! How big was my demon form?!

[It seems like he's starting to sort through that part of it now...... Somehow size is the first problem. Apparently.]

[darkova]

[he gestures to about his hip]

Funny. I thought it'd be bigger.

[arraignments]

[ wow fuck you he calls him James (and dad, but)!!! ]

[houndumb]

[who are you again]

[arraignments]

[ wow

he will fight you, right here, right now, 1v1 in this headspace argument ]

[houndumb]

[LET'S GO FLOPPY PANCAKE BOI]