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

[dreamshielder]

[Okay so he doesn't have any better suggestions here, but.]

It can help to move around a little.

[oxidegreen]

I'll be fine, Mr. Haku. I... think I'd prefer to be with the both of you right now instead.

[At least she can have that visual confirmation that they're alive, for... however long that might last.]

[dreamshielder]

[Somehow that wasn't the response he was expecting and his gaze quickly drops down to his pillow.]

... I see.

[A pause.]

Then is there something you would like to do to pass the time?

[oxidegreen]

[...Good question.]

I don't know. I don't know many games.

[dreamshielder]

Neither do I, admittedly.

[Hi5 for people who didn't have normal childhoods????]

Maybe we should make up our own game.

[oxidegreen]

[Saddest hi5.]

We could. ...Maybe a word game?

[Then they don't need to have any supplies.]

[dreamshielder]

Oh? What kind were you thinking?

[oxidegreen]

Some kind of guessing game...? But that might be too much.

[They spent all day guessing already.]

[dreamshielder]

[He makes a tiny bit of a face at that yeah. No more guessing for today please.]

Maybe we could talk about happy memories instead?

[oxidegreen]

You can share yours, if you would like.

[dreamshielder]

[....]

Do you not have happy memories or is it more that you don't have any that you wish to share?

[oxidegreen]

...Anything happy was from before I was five.

[Her options are limited.]

[dreamshielder]

[Marona, what is your life.....]

I see. Then we can talk about something else.

[oxidegreen]

[The result of "let's take a woobie character and make her life even worse."]

...I'm sorry. I'm not very good at this.

[dreamshielder]

That's alright. I don't think I am either.

This is the first time I've spent so much time around people my age, in all truth.

[oxidegreen]

[Ah, well...]

...Me, too.

[dreamshielder]

So we're learning together.

[That's a nice thought somehow.]

[oxidegreen]

It seems that way.

[It's definitely a little odd, thinking that for once, she's not the only one in this circumstance. ]

...Have you learned very much?

[dreamshielder]

I believe so.

[He furrows his brow slightly, contemplating.]

I didn't quite realize just how... open people could be.

[oxidegreen]

[Tilting her head.]

...About themselves?

[dreamshielder]

[He shakes his head.]

No, I meant... [Hmmmm.] ... they're more carefree. Trust and make friends easily. Things of that nature. Don't you think so?

[oxidegreen]

[Ah. She nods at that.]

That's true. I think... there are many warm people here.

[dreamshielder]

Yes. I;m not used to that.

And what about you? WHat have you learned?

[oxidegreen]

[She falls silent there for a moment before:]

I think that... my parents were right. Maybe.

I'm not sure yet.

[dreamshielder]

What did your parents say?