nobody's in the mood for recording 6.9: the post-trial garden tea "party"

[tsunderine]

The flowers that bloomed at the end of the trial are ones that only seem to prove, continuously, that the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Of course, it's only natural that many of the people are full of mixed emotions - grief? sadness? anger? frustration? maybe something else completely different?

But it's there, along with the end of the week.

Miasma still continues to be around, of course - but make use of the fact that this might be the last time it'll be at a low level one before it shoots up again.


Well.

Life continues as usual, disregarding any feelings that any of the house's occupants might be feeling.

So what are you doing these next two days?

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[finalring]

[ roman will be...quite distant, actually, especially on the saturday after trial. he'll be in room 1 for a while to take the time to treat the dermatitis on his forearms caused by the sap, but then he'll be out and making rounds to the rooms.

he greets everyone with a small smile, but you can tell it's not reaching his eyes entirely. ]

Hey, how are you holding up?

[ in the evening, he'll be fixing himself some tea. after seeing two bodies the way they were, he doesn't have the appetite to even try to eat one of the rations, so he supposes that this will do.

on sunday, he'll be....wandering, mostly. almost like he needs to find something to do, to distract himself from the thoughts in his head. ]

Sunday

[zweivoltage]

[He's feeling helpless, and he can see Romani's just as restless]

Excuse me, Dr. Archaman - can I request something?

[finalring]

Hm?

[ he'll give ky a small, tired, smile. ]

What is it?

[zweivoltage]

...

[He takes a breath, the shadows under his eyes hint that he had not slept well the night before]

Sorry if it is a little presumptuous, but could you show me how to do some first aid? My own abilities are not too helpful in this situation, there's something I should be able to do to help.

[finalring]

It's not presumptuous at all. I'm glad you want to learn.

[ though roman's unsure if it'll be any good if someone decides to swallow magical seeds again. ]

Mm...tell me what you already know? Or what exactly you feel you're lacking.

[zweivoltage]

I only know the real basics, how to bandage wounds and stopped bleeding... most of the healing done in my word is magic, Doctors like you are exceedingly rare.

room 1

[notbymyside]

[HEY ROMANI you have a shadow today.

Said shadow is quiet at first and is just. Watching him. Not commenting, just watching.

He won't speak up until Romani talks, actually.]

It was...unexpected. And I wish we had more options.

[finalring]

...It was.

[ the smile falls from his face immediately. having ango stare at him like that is somewhat unnerving. ]

But all we can do is follow what they say at times like these and make due with what we have. Which is...not much.

[notbymyside]

Make due with what we have, huh?

[He seems to be. Considering something.

But whatever he is thinking, the moment passes and he just adjusts his glasses.]

I suppose you're right.

[finalring]

....

[ somehow, that just makes him wilt a little further into himself. ]

I can't really do much besides provide support for you and the rest. I can't even provide food like Giovanni can. But as long as we can keep this team somewhat together...then there's still hope. I'm sure of it.

Room 1

[boardreversal]

[Yeah...after all of that, of course he'd want to seek out Romani.

His eyes are still a little red, but he honestly seems to be doing a lot better than normal...?]

...Do you need any help with that, Sensei?

[finalring]

Battler--!!

[ man, he really took romani unaware. he has one arm uncovered, with the bandages tossed into a plastic bag.

he looks at his arm, which is somewhat red and with some blisters here and there, but then shakes his head. ]

I'm just...changing the bandages-- I put them on so it wouldn't have friction with my clothes. Really, it's fine.

[boardreversal]

['He's doing it again.
He's pretending to be okay, isn't he?
...I could pretend I don't see it.
I could...just let him be, but I...
I don't want to, anymore.'

His face grows a bit stern, as he strides forward and takes a seat, looking at it.]

...And you didn't ask anyone to heal it for you?

[He holds out a hand.]

It'd be easier to wrap them properly if I help, right? Or at least - if you won't accept that, I'll go and find someone to help you.

[finalring]

That...

[ at battler's stern expression, roman seems to wilt just slightly with a sheepish smile on his face. ]

I totally forgot, actually. Between yesterday's investigation and the autopsy and today's trial...it was all such a whirlwind that I kind of forgot. I'm sorry.

room 1;

[sageking]

[ As usual, even though this wasn't his room, Gilgamesh was just going to come right in with hardly any preamble. He was surely going to open his mouth to say something, but...

His eyes fell upon the way his forearms looked, and whatever frown that was on his face deepened. Whatever other words he had simply vanished straight into the ether, settling for a tone of disappointment instead. ]

Hmph. You do realize that we've capable healers in even a place like this, fool?

[finalring]

[ have you ever seen a man deflate in real time?

he’s already working on his other arm right now, which he can’t help but instinctively place behind his back in an attempt to hide it, looking away like a dog that knows he has done wrong. ]

Between yesterday and today I’ve been so busy that I forgot... it doesn’t really hurt, [ it does. ] So I thought it’d put it off for later. When people were less upset about... [ yknow. yuri. ]

[sageking]

[ Sure have!!!

However, seeing the sight of Romani trying to hide his arm like that made him briefly look incredulous. Like please, Doctor, who were you kidding?

Hiding a forearm from the Wise King who has seen All was the height of ridiculousness. ]

So if I touched it, it wouldn't hurt? Is that you mean to imply?

[ Anyway... ]

Regardless, I won't waste my breath too long on what I expect you to do following our chat. I shouldn't have to spell it out for you.

[ As in...see a healer immediately. ]

[finalring]

[ ..... well, yes, it would hurt. and the way that roman looks away shows that maybe he is lying about it. ]

I know. I know, I know.

[ god he'll just go ahead and bandage his arm again he can't have the king seeing this awful display of weakness. ]

So what is it.

room 1

[foxetious]

[Hello roommate!]

Your gloves didn't work for the plant?

[Leaning on the doorway here, smile in place. His voice curiously doesn't sound as amused as it usually does.]

[finalring]

Nope.

[ well gin, you're looking less frightening than usual! ]

But between looking over the body and the trial, I thought I'd just endure it. It's fine, really.

[foxetious]

[It's probably his fresh and dermatitis free face!!]

....You realize your bed won't be safe anymore.

[please don't spread death plant oil everywhere]

[finalring]

I took a shower and scrubbed myself raw, but being three hours with the body that was growing a bush that's poisonous by just being around it really does something to you.

[ he says this in the flattest tone possible! he's tired gin, cut him some slack. ]

Anyways, if you didn't get any more rashes today, then it's proof that I'm clean!

saturday rounds!

[baitless]

[Roman winds up checking on Room 3 right as Seteth's given up on trying to sleep after the trial, so he's kind of swung around to sit on the side of the bed and look up...]

Well... I suppose I've been in worse states. That's one thing to be said for it.

[finalring]

Ahaha...

[ romani leans against the door frame, chuckling softly. there's no humor in it, though. ]

That's definitely one way to put it. Today was...really though.

[baitless]

I wouldn't say the last instance of this was easy or at all pleasant, but...

[Seteth rubs his temples in, well, exhaustion, really...]

At least it did not play out the way this murder did.