Thalia Grace (
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foolishmortals2017-10-14 10:26 pm
when your thoughts turn sour make them sweet instead
[ That was...positively horrible? Ugh. After a few hours, notes are slipped under each person's door. They read, in a neat handwriting: ]
Banquet in Vanellope's honor in the dining room.
- Reyna, Sally and Thalia
[ You may not know what to expect when they say banquet, but it...really is one, isn't it? Thalia's main dish is cheeseburgers, so there are so many of those, but the table's positively covered in an arrangement of fruit and vegetables and all kinds of bread. Looks like they've gone all out.
What's really the cream of it all, though, are the desserts. Not a lot that's special, but there's a wide collection of cookies and cupcakes, and enough hot chocolate to feed an army. Maybe literally. There is a section that's particularly fancy, and that's the many candy apples, definitely courtesy of Sally. Along with a cute amount of peppermint bark. It seems like the food is unending, too, since there's the delicatible smell of baking cookies and simmering candy from the kitchen. Thalia and Sally are keeping you stocked, don't worry. ]
Banquet in Vanellope's honor in the dining room.
- Reyna, Sally and Thalia
[ You may not know what to expect when they say banquet, but it...really is one, isn't it? Thalia's main dish is cheeseburgers, so there are so many of those, but the table's positively covered in an arrangement of fruit and vegetables and all kinds of bread. Looks like they've gone all out.
What's really the cream of it all, though, are the desserts. Not a lot that's special, but there's a wide collection of cookies and cupcakes, and enough hot chocolate to feed an army. Maybe literally. There is a section that's particularly fancy, and that's the many candy apples, definitely courtesy of Sally. Along with a cute amount of peppermint bark. It seems like the food is unending, too, since there's the delicatible smell of baking cookies and simmering candy from the kitchen. Thalia and Sally are keeping you stocked, don't worry. ]

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How could you, you-- [ Gods, she has his body in her lap. There's blood all over the jeans she'd commandeered from the coat check.
...Breathe. Just...breathe, Thalia. She bows her head and...gods, are his eyes open? She'll close them...and pull another coin from her pocket, to place in his mouth. ]
I'm sorry... It's a little too late to prepare another banquet, you little jerk of a fuzzball...but may this pay your toll across the Styx.
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[Virgil slowly puts down his part of the chandelier. Not too long ago Finnick was eating hamburgers, and now...
He's not breaking down or anything, but this is hitting him hard. Another death so soon...this really shouldn't have happened]
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Oswald doesn't burst into tears, but after today he's just so... tired. His shoulders sag, his ears droop. Another person had just died, and all he did was try to get out without hurting anyone. It's a cold reminder of just where they are.]