Intergalactic space traveler (
folkscallmewander) wrote in
foolishmortals2017-07-01 07:46 pm
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How could this happen? (afterparty)
[Wander has reeled back from this execution faster than Mulan's. This murder wasn't an accident, but it was still terrible all around, and it wouldn't have happened under normal circumstances. Knowing that Tadashi planned this out made it...a bit better, but it still made something awful eat at his stomach.
Speaking of which, everyone needed to eat something light today. Right after the trial, he heads to the kitchen and prepares twenty bowls of fruit salad and mixes together ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. While they're cooling off, he slides a note under everyone's rooms.]
There's fruit in the lounge, cookies coming soon. We should stick together, especially after this.
♥ Wander
Speaking of which, everyone needed to eat something light today. Right after the trial, he heads to the kitchen and prepares twenty bowls of fruit salad and mixes together ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. While they're cooling off, he slides a note under everyone's rooms.]
There's fruit in the lounge, cookies coming soon. We should stick together, especially after this.
♥ Wander

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But particularly the conscience. [Never forget the conscience.]
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I guess my thoughts are just all about what home is like right now. I bet people have noticed that I'm missing. And Ford too.
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Big ol' person sized hole where a Wendy should be, eh? Maybe they're searching for ya right now.
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[They're meatheads, but... they're still meatheads. They're also her family.]
I kind of wonder how much my friends can do. Since we're stuck in some weird, other-world or whatever.
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Well, they could be right around the corner, ready to save us all and get us out of dodge.
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[She'd feel a whole lot better about that if she hadn't been expecting the same thing for like, three weeks...]
The more I think about it, the more I think we have to get outta here ourselves.
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Yeah, uh... cool. [Thumbs up. Whatever floats your boat, cricket man.]
Man I should... [Her voice goes down to a whisper.] Maybe I should try and find another way out of here.
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Like through a back door?
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[They had already been shown that with the trial room. Now it really begged the question.]
I'm usually really good at uncovering secret junk others don't want you to find out about.
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[she eases back on her heels, slowly until she falls back, looking up at the ceiling.]
Man, I'm sick of being in here.
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I've seen some alarming stuff in my time but... this is just evil and claustrophobic.'
But don't worry, we'll get out soon enough. [A quick addition, an attempt at comfort. But almost more to convince himself than her.]
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she nods, slowly.]
Hey, I know. We'll get out of here eventually. Or, we won't. That's how it is.
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...Sort of a wishy-washy view, ain't it?
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I don't like to think about it.
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No shame about that. There's feeling guilty and there's... unnecessary thoughts.