So Satan is Gone | Week 2 Afterparty

[tasteslikesurvival]

[Well. That was a hell of a trial, wasn't it? About half an hour after everyone returned from the trial they'll receive a note under their door. (Plus Togami gets a new handwriting sample for his book.)]

This is Kurumi. I gathered up some stuff from the diner and kitchen to the Cafeteria. Come if you want. Thought we should be together.

[It's not much. Just a pot of tea, some coffee, and some of that delicious cherry pie from the diner. Get some before it runs out.]

Comments

[cyan_maid]

Mm, we're all really close, even though we only get to talk to each other online. [Though, hopefully, if she keeps remembering more things, that won't be the case anymore...and maybe in person she won't be as likely to shove her foot right in her mouth.] But I think I like one thing about this place - I get to speak to everyone in person, here.

[tasteslikesurvival]

It's nice being close like this, honestly. There's so many different people to talk to. [And so much room!]

[cyan_maid]

Yes, exactly! I could never really get out of the house back home, either, so it's really different! Different, if...mildly terrifying.

[tasteslikesurvival]

That pretty much sums up this place.

[cyan_maid]

...Shoot, it really does.

[tasteslikesurvival]

Yeah. Yeah, it does.

[cyan_maid]

[SIGH]

Well...it is what it is. I suppose we've just, you know, got to make due with what we've been given.

[tasteslikesurvival]

Right... Well. We've already survived two weeks. We can survive plenty more.

[cyan_maid]

We don't have much of a choice but to.

[Though without Set goading them all, it should be easier. Maybe.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

There's no other option.

[Well, there is but don't think abou tit.]

[cyan_maid]

[Just. Fuck that other option.]

Right.

[tasteslikesurvival]

[It doesn't exist.]

We'll make it, though.

[cyan_maid]

[...Jane quietly raises her hand for a high-five.]

Yeah. We'll all do our best.

[tasteslikesurvival]

[Have a very cold high-five.]

Exactly.

[cyan_maid]

[A slightly startled expression at that cold hand!!!]

Oh - golly, Kurumi, your hands are sort of nippy...

[tasteslikesurvival]

Ah--sorry, sorry.

[She gives a light chuckle.] Bad circulation. My hands are always pretty cold.

[cyan_maid]

Ah, I see!

[Dang girl you got her to believe it in one go]

Do you usually wear gloves? There's ones made specifically for bad circulation.

[tasteslikesurvival]

I don't have specially made ones but yeah, I sure do have a pair of gloves.

[Well, not with her (yet).]

[cyan_maid]

[She's just about to ask-]

But they've been taken away from you, I'm assuming, like so much of our other things. Say - if I end up with some gloves from the dumbwaiter, I'll hand them over to you, okay? With my luck, I'll get a pair and everything but a normal set of clothes in no time.

[tasteslikesurvival]

Sure. I'd really like that, y'know. Thanks!

[Good friend.]

[cyan_maid]

[Come to the Sunday Yard Sard and pick up your stuff]

Don't worry about it!