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tsunderine) wrote in
thefoundation2020-04-25 03:31 pm
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nobody's in the mood for recording 6.9: the post-trial garden tea "party"

- 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?

room 6
Looking up from where he was just kind of... lying on his bottom bunk and staring into space. ]
Ah...
[ ...god does she have that gun on her, should he be terrified ]
Can I help you?
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...Doctor, why are you in my room?
[Was he waiting for someone, or...]
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Er...
[ HAS A BRIEF MOMENT WHERE HE SECOND GUESSES HIMSELF but no this is definitely his stuff in here, he's fine ]
This is room 6, actually.
[ points to his nameplate... ]
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Oh... I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone.
[This was not the face of someone who wanted to be alone.]
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[ YOU'RE GIVING HIM TOO MUCH CREDIT IF YOU THINK HE PAYS THAT MUCH ATTENTION TO EXPRESSIONS ON FACES THAT AREN'T JADE'S but
at least walking into the wrong room is a fairly recognizable red flag, and she did seem like kind of a mess during the execution again, so. ]
You're sure you don't want a drink or anything?
[ He never did return that bottle he took from Dazai, and he's only had two drinks out of it himself.
Small ones. He's not that great with alcohol. ]
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Ah... you have something?
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[ Gets up from his bed and kneels down beside it to take a mostly-full bottle of gin from where he has it stashed underneath. He thinks it tastes like pine trees. ]
I don't mind pouring you a glass.
[ because you are apparently more liberal with your firearms than some others here and he would prefer for you to like him ]
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[she'll just come over to join him.]
Aha. Gin? You don't care for it? You're really sure?
[Do they have a glass?? Otherwise she'll run to the kitchen.]
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[ There's probably only one glass but she can have it, it's fine. He'll pour it and hand it over. ]
1/2
2/2
[she gulps it down]
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Ack!! [...] Ah... do you have something like fruit juice to go with it? [smacks her lips] Anything?
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Nnnno?
[ what do you think this is, an actual bar?? ]
I can go get some water if you need it.
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[...]
Take the bottle with you when you go.
[She didn't trust herself not to just pour herself more when his back was turned.]
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[ Kind of sounds like maybe he shouldn't have offered this after all!!
But okay, he'll take it and come back with a glass of water in a few minutes. ]
Here.
[ And he's just... going to maybe put this bottle back under the bed again... ]
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... Thank you, Doctor.
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[ man, downing stuff is just Her Way, huh... ]
Hopefully that helps a bit?
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[A loooong sigh.]
...Why are you so nice to me?
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[ hahaha BECAUSE HE'S AFRAID OF DYING is the real answer... first he just figured she'd be more likely than some of the others to attest to his value if it came down to a popularity vote so he'd wanted to stay on her good side, and... after today's display he now really feels like he needs to stay on her good side. ]
I mean, you're not nearly as insufferable as some of them, and you... tend to show me more respect than most, so. That's appreciated.
[ also being a grudge-holding trainwreck is relatable but he doesn't have the self-awareness to recognize that ]
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[That answer gets a small choked sob from her as she starts to tear up.]
I'm sorry, Doctor... you're a fine young man. --Who's picking on you? Who could pick on you?
[Her eyes start to water further as she holds in tears, barely.]
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I-- what??
[ This... is not something he has ever gotten in his life and he doesn't know where to start with it?? ]
I mean, thank you? I-it's just kind of a general tendency not to take me seriously...
[ scrambling to try to find a clean handkerchief in the collection he's amassed from the dressing room--! ]
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[She'll take one, when he finds it, dabbing at her eyes.]
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Honestly, Giovanni is the one openly calling him a nerd all the time here, but he's also been nice to him aside from that, so he's not going to throw him under the bus here... and even though Subete is kind of a dick, he's not going to say anything about him in case it gets back to him and he stops letting him hide in his shield...
Also, Dazai sucks, but he still doesn't really meet the criteria for this conversation. ]
I-it's not really "picking on" so much, I don't think? I mean, back home as a child was one thing, but...
[ but haha let's not go into that ]
Again, you just seem to have more respect for my abilities and the work I do, so it's only fair to show you the same respect in return, yes?
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