How could this happen? (afterparty)

[folkscallmewander]

[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

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[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy ends up wandering over to Fiddleford sometime into the afterparty. It's always a bit strange seeing the younger version of the 'local kook' she had previously known all her life, but she was slowly accepting it.

She comes up slowly, keeping a small distance before she decides to just step forward.]

Hey. You... doing alright?

[She knows it's likely stupid to ask. But that's what you do when you're trying to be slow and careful. Timestreams and all that.]

[terribibble]

I'm tryin' to.

[It's... honest. He spent all the strength he had for pretending he was fine at the trial. He's not fine, but he's also in the middle of a panic, so things are shaking out okay.]

You?

[kindaruledatit]

I'm doing just fine. [She says, but she sounds tired... and then she sighs.
She's hardly in the middle of a panic, but boy is everything sucking right now.]

That... everything that trial was was the worst.

[terribibble]

That's a real good way to put it. There was -- there was nothin' good about that.

[Even solving the mystery didn't feel good. All that meant was sending someone else to die, and while he feels like Tadashi deserved it more than Mulan, it horrifies him to realize he thinks Tadashi deserved it at all.]

If I could get myself to sleep I'd probably stay asleep for a week.

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy hadn't been able to help as much with the mystery, but the end result still didn't sit well with her.]

Ugh, I know. If there was ever a time that I wanted to stay in bed all day, now would definitely be it.

[She lets the moment sit, before she asks something that seems a bit difficult to get out.]

So... who was in your envelope?

[terribibble]

[He looks at her for a long moment, and then turns his notebook toward her so she can see the photograph.]

My son.

[kindaruledatit]

The guy who... [Runs the boat place at the lake? But he doesn't have to know that, does he?]

Ouch, that's rough, man. I'm kind of sorry I asked.

[terribibble]

[He doesn't, but out of all the things about his future he could learn from the two people here who are from it, that's probably one of the nicer ones. Maybe not the state of their relationship, but that his son is nearby and doing something he enjoys.]

It's -- it's alright. Just got to keep tellin' myself all these photos are is reminders of what we're missin'. That's all.

[It's fine. It has to be fine. The Host wouldn't give him a straight answer and a vague answer is as good as a bad one, but it's fine.]

[kindaruledatit]

In my case, that's really freaking accurate. [She misses her two little friends kind of dearly right now. Together with them, they could have been out of here by the end of the first week.]

Mine we're... Dipper and Mabel Pines. You don't know them yet, but they're like, super great. [She makes a shrugging motion.] And I guess Ford is like their great uncle? I think that's how it works.

[terribibble]

I got that impression. From the journal, I mean. That they're good kids. Will be good kids?

[Ugh. Time shit.

Anyway, yeah. He got that far. He skimmed some stuff, sure, to try and protect himself from too much coming back all at once, but he knows now.]

[kindaruledatit]

They're the best, really awesome friends. [...] Or, they will be? Ugh, I don't know.

[If they spend all their time discussing how to describe things with proper 'time pronunciation' they'll be here until they're old.]

I... miss them. Where I am, [cough, uh] when I am? I'm just saying goodbye to them at the end of summer. And trust me it's not that easy.

[terribibble]

That's... that's got to be all it was, though. Just a reminder. Of what you miss.

[It's got to be.]

I mean the way I figure it if any of them were... were really in danger, we'd've been told. It'd be more incentive to... it'd be more incentive.

[kindaruledatit]

Yeah. Like, if they were really going to do something to them, they could have told us when we got these pictures, right?

[If they say that enough, maybe it'll come true.]

Plus, if anyone was in danger, everyone would hate the ghosts way more.

[terribibble]

Right, exactly. Though I'm startin' to get the feelin' a lot of the ghosts here don't want a part in what's goin' on.

[He may be extrapolating mainly off their host, but there's so very many ghosts in this house. They can't all be of one mind, right?]

So whoever's in charge of this whole thing may not care that much about that.