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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[noneforall]

[At some point Subete appears -- he's been AWOL after the trial itself given like, everything that had nothing to do with the trial and a whole lot to do with him being his ridiculous self, but that's neither here nor there. Now that everything's died down a little, ah, literally and metaphorically...

He brings with him the faint smell of smoke and what must be a whiff of the greenhouse, a hint of soil that somehow doesn't carry any of that scent of apples and terrible things it had in the last day or so. Small mercies, right?

Anyway, he'll just look between Rin and her pet bottle once, shrug slowly to himself and then install himself nearby, but not face to face. He's not drinking with her, after all.]

Haha. What a time to be indulging -- the best and the worst time in the world.

[Lazily, but not bothering to judge.]

[tsunderine]

... Do you have a problem with that?

[noneforall]

If I had a problem with it, I wouldn't bother to stick around. Just let me know if you're a particularly troublesome drunk, and I might need to make my escape.

[He is making no move to leave, so like, he really doesn't give a fuck, probably.

Though he is giving her an amused side-glance that says he does expect her to be some kind of troublesome drunk, all things considered.]

But if you're still sober...

[tsunderine]

I'm not drinking so heavily that I'm going to get myself wiped, you know.

[just gives him a skeptical look, she knows her own tolerance] If I was going to be troublesome though, I would have just drank in my room.