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]

....

[ ow.

being seen through like that actually stings like a knife to the gut.

but he takes a deep breath, and tries to look as composed as possible. ]

Ango, I did an autopsy on a man that was killed by roots that tore his body apart. I just watched Yuri die a similar way. I am shaken up. But I also believe that we can find a way out.

[ but he is also terrified. ]

1/2

[notbymyside]

[notbymyside]

...I suppose I can understand your hesitation then, yes.

[finalring]

....

[ romani closes his eyes. ]

I'm sorry, Ango. I wish I could be of more help.

[notbymyside]

...get some rest, doctor. Our work isn't done here yet.

[finalring]

....It isn't.

[ but he sure wishes it were. ]

Try to get some rest as well, Ango. We will need all our strength to get through this.

[notbymyside]

We do, yes.

[His bunk is actually in this room, so. Sleep time???

He ain't sleeping tho.]