This is Not Goodbye

[green_mario]

[Well... today hasn't gone super well, and after the trial Luigi mostly kept inside his cabin, full of regret and sorrow.

However, as the sun went down he is struck with an idea. It... wasn't much admittedly, but well, maybe some junk food and bonding can help a little.

Besides he was already getting the feeling that avoiding everyone is exactly what Monobear wants.

A little while later, a note is pinned on the Bulletin Board.]

Hey,

I'm bringing some snacks to the bonfire.

Feel free to join me if you'd like, but don't worry if you don't want to.

-Luigi

[And true to his word, Luigi brought some snacks to the Bonfire in hopes that people join him, a wide variety too. S'mores ingredients, packaged cookies, potato chips, he practically raided the pantry for unhealthy foods.

He also brought some veggies and dip for those who want to be healthier, but do you want to be that guy?]

Comments

[green_mario]

[Luigi was currently roasting marshmallows, but honestly he was a bit distracted at the moment looking at the stars. In face he didn't even notice that his marshmallows were now burnt beyond edibility.

However, every few minutes he snaps out of his daze to look around, not out of worry of anything, but he is checking to see if anyone has read the note he left and wanted to join him.

... Yeah he might be a little desperate for company at the moment.]

[tsungeonsanddragons]

[Clair isn't really sure what possessed her to get up this late and go for a run, especially to the bulletin board, but it's better than sitting alone in her cabin. Her team on its own wasn't enough to cheer her up, but she considered exercise as a way to keep everything off her mind. Get those endorphins running and hopefully tire herself out to the point of falling asleep the second her head hits the pillow.

...that had been the plan, but once she reads the post Luigi made...well it can't hurt to join. And in she walks, Salamence and Altaria not far behind. She plops down right to Luigi.]

You got this all set up pretty quickly.

[green_mario]

[Luigi gives a small wave to Clair.]

Yeah, I didn't have-a much else to do so it wasn't hard to get the food.

[squidsisterpink]

[Hell no, Callie is going to pig out on junk food tonight.

Or rather, she would be, but she currently has a bag of marshmallows in her hands and looks like she's going to cry.]

[green_mario]

[Yeah Luigi can't pretend to not notice this. He instantly moves over to sit next to Callie... and has no idea what to say to her. Oh gosh how do you help comfort people again? He's bad at this.

Slowly though, he reaches over to pat Callie on the back. He wished he could think of something good to say but this will suffice for now.]

[squidsisterpink]

[It's a good thought, and it will help in the long run, but for now it makes her go from 'might cry' to 'yep she is crying'. She's been trying to be strong, but this is so far from anything that she has ever experienced before.]

[tsungeonsanddragons]

[There were some people the trial hit harder than others. Callie was obviously one of those people, and it hurt to see her like this. Especially since she had left earlier than the others did. She should have stood behind to comfort her, but she's grateful that Wiitney was able to do it in her stead.

This time, though, she's in a (slightly) better state. Consoling people isn't something she's good at, but...it's worth a shot. Clair gets up from her current seat and then sits next to Callie.]

If you want to talk or you need a shoulder to... [She trails off.] ...I'm here, is what I'm trying to say.

[squidsisterpink]

[Callie won't be literally crying on Clair's shoulder, but she will talk to her, sure.]

Back home, me and Marie would get in these competitions over the silliest things. Which flavor of tea is best, whether cats or dogs are better, stuff like that.

One time, we fought over whether it was better to roast marshmallows or hot dogs. I won that one, since I was on team marshmallow which is clearly the better choice, but...

[She frowns as she trails off.]

I wish Marie was here.

[theothersissel]

[Yomiel isn't eating anything. He's not in the mood to. The prospect of getting executed, just when he's regained his life back, hits him harder than he thought it would. He doesn't particularly feel bad about Dark Pit dying. No, in the end, the center of Yomiel's world is still himself.]

[He sits on one of the logs, leaning forward and just staring into the flames as if he can see some kind of answer in them. His expression is unreadable.]

[Even this place, he's caught between life and death...]

[squidsisterpink]

[After she's gotten her feelings out over with Luigi, Callie will come over and sit next to Yomiel.

She doesn't speak quite yet, instead waiting to see if he will say anything.]

[theothersissel]

...This whole thing's pretty crazy, isn't it.

[He says, after a long pause. He knows it's an understatement, and it does not at all fit what just happened. But really, what else can he say?]

Do you think we'll be able to get out of this mess?

Nephenee's cabin, earlier in the afternoon

[superstylishschism]

[The last thing Alastor remembered, the curtains had closed on Pittoo's execution. He'd vaguely noted a key, but he never got the chance to comment on it before sleep took him...and with it, nightmares. If it hadn't been so surreal, he might've thought the execution a nightmare too...but he wasn't so lucky as to have nightmares that were simply strange. No, his visions were all too realistic, drawn from memories he tried not to think about.

He wanted to wake up, like he always did. Bolt awake in his bed and find himself in the present again, shaken but fine. But his body was too exhausted, and as the flames and debris of a near death experience gave way to the terror and begging of lesser devils trying to buy mercy from him, only to be cut down for unspecified crimes against a man he held no loyalty to but that borne from fear, his pained expression turned to something else, something angrier yet also more hurt.

By the time he was finally able to wake up, bolting upright with a sharp breath and leaning forward over raised knees, his clothes were soaked through with sweat.]

[shslancer]

[Shortly after she'd gotten him to her cabin - she didn't know where his ESH was, and didn't really want to go rummaging in pockets, that sounded awkward -, Nephenee laid him down on the bed and had tried her best to cool him down, but there was only so much she could do that wasn't sitting on the bed, trying to cool him with cool cloths.

So that's precisely what she did. In fact, she was about to use another on him when he shot upright, causing her to jump back a bit and squeak.

Too bad jumping back a bit landed her on the floor on her rump! Thankfully for her nerves, her school uniform skirt didn't do anything funny. Wait when had she changed into that?

Brushing herself off, Nephenee clambered to her knees, looking up at him in worry.]

Oh! We-well, that's one way to wake up! H-how're ya feelin'?

[sunflowerfields]

[In the last two days Hinawa had witnessed more misery than the entire village of Tazmily had ever experienced, and she was still having trouble understanding it all, if she ever would. She wasn't really sure if she was up to talking to anyone, but it was better than stewing over it alone. She thought about bringing leftover cookies from earlier in the week, but all she could think of when she went to retrieve them was sharing them with Mac and Pittoo and she just... couldn't. So she arrived empty-handed and simply sat by the fire in silence.]

[totaldrag]

[Ashley is just...going to walk out from her cabin, steal one of the bags of marshmallows as inconspicuously as she possibly can, and attempt to slip away unnoticed. Feel free to try and stop her.]

[green_mario]

[Luigi notices this, but doesn't make an effort to stop her. Really Luigi felt like the last thing she needs is people bugging her about what happened today. And heck, the fact that she is "well" enough to steal food is a good sign, right?]

Okay, this is afterparty proper

[superstylishschism]

[After waking up in Nephenee's cabin, showering to rid himself of the sweat from a series of horrible nightmares, and finally eating something substantial, Alastor is finally up to being social. However, with his spandex in dire need of a washing, he's traded it for his alternate outfit..or most of it, anyway. He doesn't feel like messing with the jacket or cravat, and it seems in poor taste to wear his full fancy outfit under the circumstances anyway, so when he sits down by the bonfire, he's wearing dark purple dress pants, a lavender dress shirt...and his helmet.

He still looks kind of slumped and tired, but that doesn't seem to have stopped him from making up a big ol' pot of hot chocolate, which he's put with the pre-made snacks. He's also grabbed the makings for s'mores, except a couple of his marshmallows seem to have been left to burn. Maybe he's still a bit out of it, after all?]

[chaoscontrol]

... Why are you burning them?

[he admits, he likes his marshmallows blackened, but these are pretty much just ash and purplish fire, now]

[squidsisterpink]

Your marshmallows are burning.

[Might as well tell him.]

[chaoscontrol]

[Shadow actually does manage to show up, after a much needed nap. Not because he cares about... "parties". It seemed inappropriate in the wake of two deaths. But because he had something to show, and discuss. The others, they may wish to wait until morning. Regardless, he's here. He grabs a bag of potato chips and sits on a log next to the fire.

He holds up the golden key, and it shines in the firelight. He frowns at it]

I wonder if this is how we get out of this hellhole.

[squidsisterpink]

[After talking and feeling better, Callie comes over to inspect the key.]

Wasn't there a locked door? Luigi found one, right?

[lavenza]

[Elizabeth arrives eventually, carrying as many of the Monobear plushies she'd been using for stress relief as she can. Apparently she went to gather them all up as soon as the execution was over.

Without a word to anyone she starts throwing them into the fire.

Eventually once she's done she just crouches down, quiet and uncharacteristically blank faced as she watches them burn.]

[sunflowerfields]

[Hinawa comes over to sit by her.]

You seem upset.

[shslancer]

[Now that Alastor was alright, Nephenee was feeling a bit better, and had made some treats for tonight. Cookies, mostly, of a few different types: Oatmeal raisin, fruit and nut, and her best buttery shortbread. No chocolate chip, on account of not knowing what chocolate is.

Currently, she was setting up a stand to hang a kettle from, being very much in the mood for a good cup of tea, wearing the school uniform instead of her armor (it needed cleaning), but only the shirt short sleeve shirt and the dark blue skirt. Oh, and a hat, which she keeps pulling down to obscure her face a bit.]

[lavenza]

Oh my, those look delightful.

Did you make them yourself, Nephenee?