So if 22 people were out in space and majority of them indirectly killed 1 with rocks is that

[shikosuki]

[ SO THAT... SURE HAPPENED. And not only was it an emotional rollercoaster, it got downright terrifying at the end. Right now Choromatsu honestly wants to go curl up in a ball in his room forever and for a little while he does, just trying to process what he had just seen. But something keeps him from well... not doing that for the rest of the day. Maybe it's the empty stomach, maybe it's still wanting to prove he's not useless, maybe it's Fukawa praising him for putting together a meeting last time... or maybe he just very badly doesn't want to be alone right now after all. Either way, after a while of laying around he grabs the frog stationery he's been using and start writing some notes. ]


Hey
I know that was really terrible. But I think now is when we should really stick together. Show that bastard he and his bosses can't shake us. Even if you don't agree, you don't have to be alone if you don't want to right now.
I'm going to try and make some food. Feel free to join in the food court.

-Choromatsu

[ Choromatsu himself is currently hanging out in the various kitchens, trying to make something. There's already cookies set out, but they're just plain chocolate this time. No creamy centers or icing art, he didn't have time with this batch. There's also going to eventually be some rice dishes, mainly simple fried rice and some attempts at omurice, but those are going to take a while. Because he's not that much of a cook and when he does cook it's not for this many people, plus it's with an entire kitchen he knows, ingredients included. He certainly won't turn down help or be insulted if anyone just makes their own food instead though. ]

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[burninglight]

I see no reason those orchestrating this would care to stop adding insult to injury, myself.

...Can I ask how it works? Your powers, I mean--I've not met many other healers that weren't Oracles.

[cyan_maid]

...I can bring the dead back to life. Once, for each person - and only once, but...it doesn't matter how someone's died. So long as there's a body, I can bring them back.

[If this awful game continued past the point where she could bring anyone back anymore, then that would be that, but she would have done what she could.]

The Lifey thing is what I get for being a Hero of Life. The limit's...what I get for being a Maid.

[burninglight]

In a situation like this...they're definitely mocking you. Maybe if we can find a way to break whatever limiters are in these damned things, but...

[Ardyn trailed off and pressed a hand to his eyes, repressing a bitter and cold laugh. That was almost sounding optimistic for him, and he knew damn well that was pointless.]

...Don't tell the others, I don't need to hear about how reckless it is. My healing magic is such that I could remove wounds, illnesses, even an incurable plague...but the cost was to take it myself.

[He took off one of his gloves to illustrate the point, calloused from years of holding a sword and littered with a few disconnected scars that traveled up his arm and under the sleeve of his coat.]

Had I been able to heal that burn on Church's arm, I would be the one carrying it instead.

[cyan_maid]

[She looks, when the glove comes off, but even with that and the explanation, she's certainly not repulsed. More...there's pain, to see those wounds on him. And the fact that the reflex had come naturally to him after all that time being an evil guy?]

...I won't breathe a word. That's. That's incredibly selfless of you, Mister Ardyn. It'd be selfless for anyone.

[burninglight]

...It was, once. [He pulled the glove back on, sighing.] It didn't exactly work out.

I just...wanted you to know you're not the only person at a loss for what to do here.

[cyan_maid]

No...it never does, does it?

[You reach out to help, and you only end up hurting.]

...I really was scared to - to even say anything, you know? I thought...if I did, that I'd end up a target. There are still things I don't want to share with anyone that make me feel like a target.

[burninglight]

I don't know what's liable to happen from here, Jane. Who might end up snapping, who they might target for it--this situation is too volatile for me to even guess. And I'm not about to resort to the blind optimism of camaraderie being enough to solve that.

I suppose what I'm saying is...just be careful.

[cyan_maid]

...I have a really awful track record of being careful.

[She has always been the type to run headfirst into the dark, to find out what the light at the end of the tunnel was.]

But I can try.