We Tried (afterparty)

[outsidethecircle]

[A couple hours after the trial there may be a note slipped under your bedroom door reading simply in very formal handwriting (actually it's very amazingly neat for someone of her age you might think it's the other Anna)--

I made sandwiches. They're in the lounge if you want them.

-Anna

Anna herself will be found in the study after seeing everyone has enough sandwiches. Where she very sulkily is drawing a boat.]

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[Having a nice heart-to-heart there? That's nice, this is a good bonding experience. However, almost faint at first, trumpeting starts playing.

That sure is a pink elephant in the corner of the study there.]

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[thetimebomb]

[In Fiddleford's defense, perhaps being reminded that Wander stays chipper by lying to himself wouldn't be the best thing to say, even if she was well aware of it. She did have a lot to worry about concerning Wander, and her friend slowly dying on the inside while he insists he's okay would just add to the pile.

Either way she totally heard that, Fiddles and don't act as if she won't ask about it.]

Wait what's wrong with Ford? He always seemed cool to m-

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[thetimebomb]

[-But luckily for him Sylvia is suddenly pulled away by that.]

... Is this a ghost or did I fall asleep in the study.

[This can't be the alcohol, can it? She swore she just had one glass.]

[terribibble]

It... could be a ghost?

[He doesn't remember anything in Ford's journal about pik elephant ghosts, though. Especially not ones that play the trumpet.]

Whatever it is it's givin' me the heebie-jeebies.

[Good god he doesn't need more disturbing things today.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Oh it's totally an innocent ghost, no worries.

That's why the elephants soon start multiplying, to the point that very soon neither Fiddleford nor Sylvia can look anywhere without seeing an elephant at least somewhere in the study. And that music refuses to let up.]

[thetimebomb]

You're telling me.

[She looks around the room frantically.] Is... is anyone else seeing this?

[terribibble]

[He isn't sure there is anyone else in the room to see this but that might be because it's hard to see past all the creepy cartoony elephants. He has never seen an elephant in real life and he hopes they don't actually look like that. Eeurgh.]

Do you think they want somethin'?

[DO YOU THINK THEY WANT TO TAKE OUR SOULS

because that's the impression he's getting from those terrifying blank eyes. Usually alcohol doesn't up his paranoia but usually alcohol doesn't make him hallucinate.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[They absolutely after your soul, evidenced by the fact that they're slowly advancing towards the duo.

Are... are you even still in the study? It seems awfully dark in here now minus all the elephants.]

[thetimebomb]

I... I dunno. Why would they want anything from us now when all we've been doing is--

[She then looks at Fiddleford with a menacing glare (or at least as menacing as one can get when they're drunk.)]

... What did you put in this bottle?

[Sorry Fidds she might think you did it.]

[terribibble]

Nothin'! Nothin, swear on my life, I wouldn't --

[He's not that kind of person, good lord. She may notice that between the fear and the alcohol his accent is much thicker. It dips in and out as he forgets and then remembers again to tamp it down, but it's there.]