Mr. Arrow (
sharpasanarrow) wrote in
foolishmortals2018-01-28 02:18 am
This is fine. It's fine. We're fine.
[Well that was.
Something.
Underneath everyone’s door they’ll find a slip of paper, in shaky calligraphy, that reads:
INVITATION
Meet in the Dining Room.
Do not bring alcohol of any sort.
Something.
Underneath everyone’s door they’ll find a slip of paper, in shaky calligraphy, that reads:
Meet in the Dining Room.
Do not bring alcohol of any sort.
Upon arrival into the Dining Room it’s clear that this is very much...not a party.
The center of the room is cleared of all tables, and instead has all the chairs arranged in a circle, facing inwards. On the tables pushed to the side are jugs of water, cups, plates of saltines, and several hastily-made pamplets that read on the front ”How to cope with Child homicide” that contains an advisory list:
- Try not to think about it.
- Do not get hysterical.
- Crying is permitted, but keep it within a reasonable volume. (For the consideration of fellow mourners)
- Maintain civility
- Do not plunder the belongings of the deceased.
- No drinking or gambling your sorrows away. Set an example.
Standing in front of one of the chairs already is Mr.Arrow. He clears his throat as people start to slowly come in.]
I gathered you all here because I believed it would be conductive to group morale if we all worked through our feelings regarding recent events. Talk about your feelings with one another, but not with me.
[He steps back a little, out of the circle of chairs, in what seems to be an invitation for people to sit down and discuss with one another.]

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She's worried.]
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Hi, Ariel. How are- um, how are you?
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She reaches out and touches her face gently. Please don't force yourself; it's okay to let it out.]
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...She doesn't have many close friends in Florida. The girls are great, the ones she practices with, but she can't talk to them. Mom's in Paris. She doesn't get to see Trini anymore, because her best friend's too busy with...doing good things in the world. Aisha's halfway across the world. Her friends in Angel Grove, they can't come see her. (Why would they want to, she-- )
The point is, before here, she's been vastly missing the casual, comforting touch of a friend. She can't...really move in response, blinking in confusion, mouth open dumbly. ]
No, it's-- i-it's fine. I'm not--
[ Usually she's so much better at hiding it. ]
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She sidles up next to her in a seat and holds Kim close to her. Just let it out.]
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So she just collapses into the embrace, shoulders shaking with silent sobs. ]
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I- I promised her. I said- we'd get out together.
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What can she say? It's not your fault? It wasn't even really Jane's fault was it? She's shaking a little too now.]
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[ She squeezes her eyes tightly shut. ]
She probably just felt even worse.
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She grabs her journal to write down her thoughts.]
"You can't blame yourself for this. We're all powerless here. Jane wouldn't want you to be sad."
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[ If she hadn't left- (everyone has powers they had taken, that just would've happened to her)
If she could just- ]
I just- I g-gave her false hope, and kept saying I- I'd protect people from the monster. But--
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"Hope is all we have right now. Giving Jane hope wasn't wrong. She needed it. You were there for her."
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[ She bites her lip, hard. ]
She's still...gone.
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Ariel holds Kim's hands in her own, rubbing them with her thumb. She doesn't know what else to say, but she wants Kim to know she isn't alone here. She wishes none of them had to meet under these circumstances...]
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I- I'm sorry. I don't think...anything's going to make me feel better, right now.
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"I'm here for you if you need me. Please don't hesitate, okay?"
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Thank you... R-really, thank you for...coming over here, Ariel.
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