[Week 2 Afterparty] If only you'd have known me before the accident

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

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.

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[doctopoda]

......of course.

[That's how the random biting could somehow result in one of them killing. Of course. He's an idiot for not seeing it before.]

I - god. I should have been there. I'm his roommate, I should have been looking after him.

[bouchere]

Why, so the house could rip your arm off instead? Then someone might've just had to kill you. Maybe even Ranma.

[ There's no sense in playing the what-if game. Two people had to die, and they had to do it by the rules. ]

cw: suicidal ideation

[doctopoda]

I could do it myself.

[A claw spins and snaps open and shut a few times. As long as he retains any consciousness, he's fully capable of killing.]