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thelockedplace2025-05-17 06:00 pm
nothingbadeverhappensto) wrote in thelockedplace2025-05-17 06:00 pm
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[Week 2 Afterparty] If only you'd have known me before the accident
That. All sure fucking happened. Didn't it?
Almost on autopilot, Leon starts pulling people aside who look like they might have it even slightly together right now and recruiting them to the task of making sure the rest don't just go straight to bed and pass out without eating all day. Anyone who doesn't seem to have it together but wants to lend a hand to stave off the grief and existential dread can help too. He's not picky at this point.
Without Yuri's tea or Otto's cooking things don't exactly turn out the same, but it's. It's something. Between all of them they get a meal together, something that can be easily picked up and squirreled away to the rooms if anyone really doesn't want to be around any of the rest of them right now, but Leon will insist that they have to come get it themselves as he goes around knocking on doors and shepherding people to the dining room. This is a check-in as much as it is dinner.
Almost on autopilot, Leon starts pulling people aside who look like they might have it even slightly together right now and recruiting them to the task of making sure the rest don't just go straight to bed and pass out without eating all day. Anyone who doesn't seem to have it together but wants to lend a hand to stave off the grief and existential dread can help too. He's not picky at this point.
Without Yuri's tea or Otto's cooking things don't exactly turn out the same, but it's. It's something. Between all of them they get a meal together, something that can be easily picked up and squirreled away to the rooms if anyone really doesn't want to be around any of the rest of them right now, but Leon will insist that they have to come get it themselves as he goes around knocking on doors and shepherding people to the dining room. This is a check-in as much as it is dinner.
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Yeah. [ She says. Distractedly. ]
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Food? Water?
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[ Sketch, sketch, sketch... ]
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Aqua brings back a glass of water and a plate of fried potatoes, which he sets down next to Zoe, not in her way. He's seen creatives at work. He knows not to get in the middle.]
...Need anything else?
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[ Grabs a potato, bites into it, passes it to her hair tentacles for now. ]
... I dunno, Aqua. I just lost all of my roommates, then two of my new friends. What more could I ask for?
[ You can hear the sarcasm, can't you? ]
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On the outside.]
I don't know. Something to scream into, maybe? Or punch? ...Not me, ideally.
[Anemone already vented some grief pounding on his chest, earlier.]