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?

Comments

[onemolife]

[ Much later, he is going to look for him. Where are you Ango? ]

[notbymyside]

[let's say he's over in the Scullery for now, since it's a relatively quiet area.]

[onemolife]

We keep ending up in places like this.

[ Laundry room. Scullery. He does walk over to put a hand on his shoulder though. ]

[notbymyside]

So we do.

[It's almost funny.]

At least we're not a mess this time.

[onemolife]

At least not on the outside.

[ Sighing as he searches Ango's gaze for a moment. ]

How are you holding up?

[notbymyside]

I'm fine.

[He's lying. He's absolutely lying. And he's pushing up his glasses to obscure his face a bit when WWX looks at him.]

I'm a government official, remember? This is not outside the bounds of 'normal' for me.

[onemolife]

It being normal doesn't exclude it from affecting you.

[ Also don't you dare push those glasses up.

Putting his hands on either side of Ango's face to lift those glasses up. ]

[notbymyside]

Ah-

[Welp. He's been caught. And he looks surprised too, he didn't expect WWX to do that suddenly.]

Mo-kun, I can't see without my glasses.

[onemolife]

It's fine. There's nothing to really see here.

[ He says as he puts the glasses on his own head. He can see your expressions now. ]

Ah, unless you like looking at my face that much.

[notbymyside]

[Ango's expression is vaguely disgruntled, now that he can't hide behind his glasses. hdu take his natural defenses away from him]

Back to flirting, are you?

[onemolife]

I do have you all to myself for a moment...

[ Teasing a little, before continuing on. ]

So if you want a hug or someone to listen for a moment, it's just me here.

[notbymyside]

I don't need a hug.

[Ango, he asked if you needed one, not if you wanted one.]

And you do have me to yourself right now. So if you mean it, flirt properly.

[He looks thoroughly unimpressed so far, and watching WWX be himself might give him a distraction from everything.]

[onemolife]

[ There's a pause at that because

that's an option? To flirt with him properly???




Also does he want to flirt with him properly?





One thing at a time! He will step in closer to wrap his arms around Ango anyways. ]

Well, if you don't, then I do. I did just lose a friend after all.

[notbymyside]

[It's a shame that Ango couldn't see that look on WWX's face, because he might have been able to figure a few things out. As it is, his blurry eyesight tells him nothing and he sighs as he reaches around WWX to half-hug him and half-pat him on the back.]

That's right, you did, didn't you?

[onemolife]

[ The downside to being able to read Ango better, Ango can't read this clueless ass. ]

I did. So you should treat me nicely for a bit.

[ He's just going to drop his head against his shoulder. Time to act spoiled for a bit. ]

[notbymyside]

[...well. He will pat WWX's back.]

Alright. I'll treat you nicely.

[onemolife]

[ At least he's not telling him he's talking nonsense or anything like that.

He'll stay like that for a moment longer because hugs are nice. ]

You know, I did appreciate what you said to Battle's aunt. That was pretty great.

[ Her getting owned was basically the only thing good about that trial ]

[notbymyside]

She was being rude, so I had to be rude back to her.

[Yeah, he has no regrets about it. None at all.]

[onemolife]

Yeah, she was. She may have had the right person, she went about it the wrong way.

[ Letting his hands drop from Ango before he steps back. Still going to hold on to the glasses a little longer. ]

I wasn't really thinking right during the trial or I would have remembered what she said about the greenman. Maybe we all could have stopped wasting time and figured a solution out before it was too late.

[notbymyside]

Maybe. But nobody seemed keen on voting someone else out.

...it's going to divide us, you know. Knowing that we can vote out anyone we want without consequence, it's going to divide us into groups. We'll turn away from doing what's right and towards protecting our own.

[He looks incredibly distraught over that fact.]

[onemolife]

It will and this cursed house is probably hoping for it. The best we can do is to keep searching for the truth, no matter how painful. And hopefully figure a way to unify this group as much as we can.

[ He knows how dangerous people are in groups and divided. ]

[notbymyside]

[Ango does too. He knows this trap all too well. And yet, he still can't avoid falling into it.]

I can't promise to remain unbiased. There are people here I value over everyone else.

[onemolife]

I wouldn't ask that of you. You've been watching over him far too long to value anyone else over.

[notbymyside]

Exactly. I have to keep watching over him. Even in a place like this.

[Oh boy there sure is some guilt in those words.]

[onemolife]

[ He can hear that.

With that, how Dazai worded their relationship before, and their conversation on Thursday night... ]

Does it have to do with what happened to his friend?