we're not coming home 'til he's dead

[athleticallyinclined]

[ And he's dead.

The Beast is dead, and Gaston is celebrating. Immediately after the trial he goes to the dining room to decorate, using ideas from Louis' Mardi Gras party, various weddings he's attended, and his own hunting lodge as inspiration. There are candles on the centers of the tables, colorful banners and streamers draped around the room, and of course, antlers on the walls. The tables have tablecloths and real plates and cutlery. The only food available is meat, eggs, and beer, of course, but there's no shortage of any of it, and the meat at least smells amazing.

It's all surprisingly tasteful? At least until you look up to the banner above the buffet table. ]

HAPPY BEAST DEATH DAY

[ And in smaller letters underneath: ]

THANK YOU PRINCE KIT FOR YOUR SACRIFICE

[ Everyone gets personalized, handwritten invitations shortly after the trial.

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹

𝒯𝑜 𝒶 𝑅𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓉

𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒞𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝐹𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉'𝓈 𝒪𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓂𝑒

𝒟𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑅𝑜𝑜𝓂

𝟩 𝒫𝑀

Comments

[notreadyatall]

I can find my own way out. Dunno bout the rest of y'all.

[faciliheir]

We've still got only the one way.

[and she tightens her grip on the wand just a tiny bit as she says that.]

1/2

[not_over_yet]

[ Mmm, he does not like that sentence. For multiple, somewhat conflicting reasons. ]

It's ...not ideal.

[ thinking..... ]

[not_over_yet]

[ To Facilier: ] There is one thing that's puzzling me: Randy's "fifty-fifty partnership" with Hades. Unless they handle percentages very differently down here, I can't see how you fit in?

[ Randy sure did leave you out of the loop with that first motive, after all. ]

[notreadyatall]

Randall Rech.

[...well that wand sure has his attention.]

I can't say I 'ppreciate either of 'em, but I'm here for the bonuses.

[faciliheir]

Yeah, everybody just calls him Randy now. [it's petty and he doesn't care but it makes her feel better.]

Forget the bonuses. When you get outta here, you're out, and hope Hades is too busy handling Marco's girl to track you back down. [TAKE THE GODDAMN L DAD]

[not_over_yet]

Mm. If you've any reliable way out of this place, take it. There isn't a reward worth the risk involved.

Randy seems to have an awful lot of... if not control, then influence over your "friends". Those shadowy ones with the drums, you both know who I mean. You might consider a route that doesn't rely on them overmuch.

[notreadyatall]

...Do either of you know what that lunatic is?

[faciliheir]

A... toon? Or something like that...

-- You better not be deflecting! [GOD SHE JUST KNOWS YOUR ASS IS GONNA GET IN TROUBLE AGAIN]

[not_over_yet]

My current theory is he's... something similar your "friends", actually--wearing some toon's skin. Like a suit. [ You know. As one does. ] He has three other skins in a closet in his office.

[ Wait.

...fuckin ] You are intending to leave, yes...? [ He's not, is he.

YOU ARE WORRYING YOUR ALTERNATE-UNIVERSE DAUGHTER, SIR. YOU STOP THAT. ]

[notreadyatall]

[...listen.]

I’ve seen what’s under there. I think it’s a little bit of both.

...Eventually.

[faciliheir]

[internal screaming]

You're gonna go off and do something stupid. [it's not even a question it's just a statement of fact.]

[notreadyatall]

Probably.

[faciliheir]

[. . .]

Well, good luck! Try not to get your soul blasted out of reality.

[bc at the end of the day she is Supportive of stupid shit]

[not_over_yet]

[ Just. sighing. ]

Token discouragement concerning whatever you're planning.

Under no circumstances get yourself "blasted out of reality".