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

[lightreaching]

[ Flayn smiles thinly. The war was difficult, but it didn't match the one she fought in her youth in terms of emotional distress wrought. Nothing could. ]

He was a bright, kindhearted young man with knightly ideals, who tended to be an overachiever and often did not know how to have fun. I am not sure if he was even capable of telling a joke.

[ a light laugh, one at the expense of dimitri's sense of humor ]

But he fought many battles by himself, inside of his heart, every single day. The war pushed him down a path of fighting those battles I am often afraid he will not return from.

[eyeforai]

He sounds like your classic honor roll student. It makes sense though, if he was royalty.

[Being part of the monarchy was Serious Business, so no wonder he was probably raised with a stick up his butt. Or something.]

Do you mean that in a literal sense, or more metaphorically?

[lightreaching]

[ Another pause, and Flayn's fond look fades into one of concern ]

A bit of both.

He speaks of the dead telling him to kill. To take revenge for him. His parents, his dearest friend who was killed guarding him, and others I do not recognize...I knew not of it at the time, but this had been plaguing him for some time even before the war began.

The Church joined forces with the Kingdom for the purpose of defeating the Emperor of Adrestia, who started the war, but--he has marched us, his army, into near death-traps all for his goal of killing the her, because he believes taking her head will quiet the voices of the dead.

[eyeforai]

[...Oh. Well, this went places all of a sudden.]

So he was being haunted... or he thought he was. [...] Did you ever get the chance to tell him about how you felt about all this?