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theairlock2017-03-25 09:38 pm
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Dance All Night And Party a lot less than a day because we're all exhausted
[So, first things first, the Doctor is taking a nice long shower.]
[After that though, later in the day, everyone will find a note shoved under their door, and few others posted around the station in places people might visit:]
I don't think any of us should be alone tonight. Meet in the cafeteria. Bring blankets and pillows.
[Thomasin's copy is written in handwriting he's made an effort to make simple and blocky, and also includes a helpful little doodle pointing to the cafeteria along with some blobby things that are probably meant to be a blanket and pillow.]
[Once they arrive, they'll find that the Doctor has brought down a selection of foods and snacks from the Cat Cafe and Diner, and managed to haul the popcorn machine from the media room.]
[After that though, later in the day, everyone will find a note shoved under their door, and few others posted around the station in places people might visit:]
I don't think any of us should be alone tonight. Meet in the cafeteria. Bring blankets and pillows.
[Thomasin's copy is written in handwriting he's made an effort to make simple and blocky, and also includes a helpful little doodle pointing to the cafeteria along with some blobby things that are probably meant to be a blanket and pillow.]
[Once they arrive, they'll find that the Doctor has brought down a selection of foods and snacks from the Cat Cafe and Diner, and managed to haul the popcorn machine from the media room.]

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I'm so glad. Thank you, everyone.
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[ Wow, this girl looks like a fuckin mess. But she's smiling, so?? ]
If but this once. Yurika...
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EVERYONE LIVES
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[ Sorry for her previous conduct, is what she intended to say, referring to the way she latched onto and proceeded to sob into him. But Thomasin is too tired, too happy and too sad, to put a cap on even that weak attempt at propriety. She just kind of peers at what he's painting in companionable silence. ]
I'm so glad.
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[Yeah, three games. He's remembering one more. Togami seems to be in decent mood. He's not smiling or showing a lot of joy, but there's this air of satisfaction around him he doesn't have very often]
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[He's getting the smallest, sleepiest smile.]
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She's just going to settle into one of the chairs, silent. For what seems like the first time in ages.]
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[Yeah, he's...actually surprised about that]
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These are for Xander. They're Light's. If I'm not up, bundle that man in them or so help me.
[Then, she takes her own blankets and pillows, the oily rabbit, Chocolina the Chocobo, the plastic survival knife, and a book pilfered from Lightning's room - those of you who know Japanese will recognize the characters for "Hyouka" on the cover, but she'd seen the picture of the rabbit being attacked inside and known what it was - and finds a corner and makes her own little Jane cocoon. She can't quite fall asleep, still buzzed and rattled by absolutely everything that's happened, but it's likely her conversation won't be very coherent. Still...check up on this child, make her eat a thing maybe. Get her to stop doze-snoring.]
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So she's going to guess Jane will like whatever it is.]
Have you eaten yet?
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[The Doctor's a little cocooned himself; his new blanket again wrapped around him like a cloak as he settles in near Jane.]
Three days alone with Togami and Bolton. That must've been something.
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That said, she is absolutely going to start crying again no less than three times before she finally goes to sleep, so like, again, have fun with that. ]
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[Because crying means being distraught, right?]
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That is helping right?]
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There he is, examining the food with the usual expression that says he doesn't like what he sees, until he picks the cherry pie. It's still damn fine]
...what a week this was.
[He's not approaching anyone, though. He'll just...hang around, okay?]
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...Nah, she doesn't have the strength to appreciate what his expression would be if she pie'd him. That, and he's right. It's been a Week.]
...You not usually around at these things.
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That done he comes to the 'party', bundled up in the blankets Jane gave him. He can't fully sleep at first, but he doesn't last long. He snores slightly, sitting up in his bundle.
Any time it gets too quiet he jerks awake, looking around with glassy eyes that are still too asleep to really be SEEING much- doing an instinctual headcount, before dozing back off.]
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I apologize for my behavior during the trial...
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And lay against him. Like a small teenage girl lump.
She's still got to punch you, Xander, but let her rest for a little bit knowing you're safe.]
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After a long few moments he finds the nearest empty spot, drops his pile and collapses into it, cocooning himself into a sad little ball of Jamie.
He jerks awake slightly a few times and, if anyone comes to him, might be lucid enough for a brief conversation but for the most part he's going to sleep as long as his mentally and emotionally exhausted body will permit.]
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More people.
[She makes her way over to Jamie and sits there.]
How are you making out, Jamie-san?
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