Oh, some say, in life, you're gonna get what you give - but some things only God can forgive

[georgeous]

[ It's quiet in the hospital after this trial. Time passes and there are no notes slipped under doors.

The eerie silence reflects the horrors that have been witnessed today. More than any other week, there is a lingering understanding that there are thing regrouping and cooperation will never be able to fix.

There are 7 dead to mourn. No amount of funeral will bring them back.

The rules George has posted to the kitchen at the start of the week have been kicked over. ]

((ooc: This is not a week for any amount of partying, no matter how little, so here is the after-moping. Tell us where your character mopes, group together to mope together, etc...))

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[positivespin]

[ QQ does make her way to the kitchen this time, but only to grab a knife to go with all her fruits and drinks. Once that's tucked in where she can easily grab it, she walks over to the bar to sit down and have a drink.

Or at least that was plan. Once she sits down, she doesn't feel like getting up. So she'll be sitting there for a while, staring holes through the labels. In the end, maybe she'll pick one, maybe she won't.

Either way, she'll eventually go back to her room, knife still with her. Not much else to do here until the next area opens. ]

bar

[preciousking]

[ Mikoto wordlessly takes a seat next to QQ. He's not very subtle, so when he puts her scarf down on the table and pushes it to her he isn't being coy. While it's still slightly bloody it looks like he at least tried to get most of it off.

In time, he quietly but quite genuinely says: ] Thanks.

[doctorize]

[... Despite the temptation to ignore it because fuck Kogami, honestly, Danny ends up making a trip to room 8 with Kogami's key in hand. If only because he did make a promise to visit the other man after the trial yesterday, and this about as close as we're going to get to having it kept.

That's when Danny finds the letters and as a result, if anyone walks past, they'll be able to find Danny standing there reading them... and then bringing his hands up as if to tear them into pieces, unless someone decides to stop him if they see this.

Otherwise, Danny will eventually pay a visit to room 6 and knock on the door. Once it's open, he simply holds out the note and carton of cigarettes for Mikoto.]

He left this for you.

room 6

[preciousking]

[ About half a minute to a minute passes before Mikoto opens the door, mostly because it takes approximately that long for Mikoto to decide if he wants to answer or not.

Frankly, he's a little surprised to see Danny here. He's even more surprised when he spots the note and cigarettes. ... why is he getting this, exactly? He puts his obvious bewilderment aside and reaches out with his injured hand to take both. It's wrapped pretty tightly (perhaps too tightly), but despite that and despite blood clearly seeping through the bandages he doesn't appear to be in much pain. It's a safe bet that he some took pain killers earlier. ]

Thanks. [ Gonna stand here and read the note now. It's short, but he still stares at it for a while.

One, it sucks. Two, why did he get one? ]

[georgeous]

[ Find George in the external foyer, staring out into the snow. He does that... for close to an hour.

And then... he starts punching the glass. Because that is a reasonable way to vent frustrations. ]

Why are all of you such bloody incompetent fools?! Why'd you all have to mess up this badly?! 'Survive' is such a simple instruction - how useless can you get..?? Shit...

[ And then he sinks to his knees and remains there for a little while.

When he gets back up, there is nothing of this little breakdown left in his demeanor. He looks cold and professional again.

... kind of. The rest of the evening he can be found in the art room, sketching ducklings. ]

foyer

[cadmiums]

Because live and surviving are difficult. [ This is probably one of the last people you want to see George, but it's kind of hard to ignore that outburst. He seems pretty neutral though, it's just a comment. ]

Foyer

[journalname]

...pray do not hurt yourself, Mr. Ace.

[Asgore is only passing by.]

[ossifragant]

[For most of the day after the trial, Greed has locked himself in his room, and doesn't seem keen on leaving.

It's not until hours later that he leaves, and when he does, he can be found in the bar looking terrible. He has Corrin's room key and gem sitting out on the counter for any of her friends, as he hasn't gone looking in her room since he didn't know her.

He doesn't look like he's in the mood for company, but he did confess some pretty fucked up things to the younger Sakura at the trial, so he may as well make himself available.]

Bar

[journalname]

[It's pretty late when Asgore finally slinks into the bar. His cape is gone - he didn't take it from where Sakura put it down on her podium, when they all left.]

Greed. May I ask you something?

[crywiththesaints]

[Old Sakura-- no. Just Sakura now.

Sakura walks to the dining hall out of habit. Finding nothing, she shakes her head. It's off to Room 12 with McGillis's key. She grabs the card key, but leaves the rest of his stuff untouched and the key on the bed.

Then it's to the chapel. She's not going to practice music this time, just... sit there for a while.]

chapel

[doctorize]

[... Guess we're not the only one who might have considered the idea of needing Jesus right now.]

Is it alright if I sit in here too?

[He'll understand if she doesn't want him in the same room after... well. Everything he decided to be today, but he's since chilled out if that helps.]

[cadmiums]

[ Like a lot of the others, Ryoji spends the first bit after trial locked in his room. It doesn't last long, no more than 10-15 minutes because he still hates being alone. So he's off to wander, to pace the hallways really thinking about well-- a whole lot.

It's easier to just try to process everything if he removes himself from it, if he looks at it as who he's supposed to be but he can't really do that anymore. The pacing helps after a while, to the point where he'll go and sit in the external foyer to watch the mess that's outside. But then it's back to wandering again, though this time he settles in the library to read something-- fairytales. When he gets tired of that, he's back to just wandering the hallways until an ungodly hour in the morning.]

Hallways

[journalname]

[It's late when Asgore runs into Ryoji. He's made his way back towards his room, but he's just sort of milling around now, thinking about how empty his little quadrant of the hall is now.]

Good evening, Ryoji.

hallways

[ossifragant]

[It's pretty late out by the time Greed decides he doesn't want to be locked in his room right now. It's not like deaths usually happen now, right after a trial.

So he's only a little surprised when he sees someone else in the hallway.]

Ryoji...?

[...After everything that's happened today, especially with the Transmitter, he's not sure what to think about anything, beyond sticking to his guns of not blaming Misty for how horribly everything went.]

hallways

[cthulwho]

[Lovecraft is lingering in the halls when he spots Ryoji. He almost doesn't say anything at first, but...]

...Ryoji.

[An attempt at a greeting, and he instantly looks reluctant to have spoken up. Can he even do this right now?]

[arebetter]

[ Pizzazz isn't... there's one constant across all the places she ends up, over the course of the night, and that's that she looks... restless. She's shaking a little, too, maybe? Or maybe that's just the observer's imagination. She's washed her hands and wrapped them up in some bandages, anyway, so that's something.

Her first stop is actually the greenhouse, of all things. She has... it's not her electric, she brought one of the acoustic guitars from the music room. And she sits, in the grass, and starts playing...

... no, she decides after a few lines. No one likes a reprise. So she changes gears to this instead, except as she keeps singing it keeps getting louder, and more bitter, and angrier.

It's really easy to reframe those lyrics, isn't it?

Then she makes her way to the bar, where she... doesn't actually sing, unless someone asks, but she does do some solid drinking.

Which eventually leads her to the chapel, with the door closed having swapped out for her electric, where it's time for another angry song, by the end of which she's...

She collapses to her knees and screams at the top of her lungs before covering her eyes with one hand. So Pizzazz is doing great. ]

Greenhouse

[georgeous]

[ George had meant to visit the gym again, but this is a sound hard to miss and easy to relate to. He listens from the door without interrupting her, closing his eyes behind his sunglasses. In a way, he feels called out by this, but the bitterness drowns out this self-reflection.

He only comes in when her sound goes quiet. Another day he might have applauded, but today is not a day for such fake sentiments. ]

I'm not sure if I'd call this place the 'real world', but that's technicalities by now, huh?

bar

[cadmiums]

Does that really help? [ He hops up on a stool next to her, but he doesn't move to get a drink for himself. ]

[dangerousfool]

[Wheatley doesn't leave his room.

He thought after all these weeks things would be a little easier. But lately, people he has grown to genuinely care about have died, one after the other.

Wheatley doesn't intend to let himself mope around anymore. Rin said that'd be unbecoming of him. He's going to respect that.

That doesn't mean he's going to be with other people right now. If you feel like looking for him, for whatever reason, he's in his room]

[relieable]

[for a long time, Osomatsu stays in his room with his door closed.

All the people that gave a shit about him, even the tiniest bit, are gone, and he's moping about it. It's his own damn fault, probably. Getting close to Rin, putting his trust in her. How the hell did she manage to die before him? And Sakura, too? and Rose? He already did a lot of his crying the night before, so now he's just furious.

If you're going by his room, you might be able to hear him cry out in rage and punching his pillow.

Later that night, he goes to the bar to drink his troubles away. He'll be sitting there with whatever alcohol he can get his hands on, drinking away the anger]

bar

[arebetter]

[ ... they've never talked somehow, have they? ]

... Osomatsu, right?

[cthulwho]

[Lovecraft heads straight for the pool after the trial, and can be found there for the majority of the rest of the day. He's down at the bottom of the deep end for a good chunk of his time there, but he can also be found at the surface, with his head and arms resting on the edge of the pool. While he always had something of a melancholy demeanor before this, now he just seems...entirely numb.

As the evening goes on, he eventually moves to the external foyer, dripping water the entire way there, and just sits near the window until late into the night. He doesn't seem to care that he's getting that chair completely soaked in the meantime. It'll probably be dry by the time he leaves,

He's more tired than he's ever been, but can't bring himself to sleep just yet for some reason.]

Foyer

[journalname]

Are you cold, Lovecraft?

[Asgore is just sort of listlessly wandering the building at this point.]

[journalname]

[Asgore starts to retreat to his room right after the trial, but as he draws closer, he realizes...just how empty his group of rooms is, now. And he's all the way in the back, away from everyone...

He goes to the garden instead. No work is getting done in here today; he's just sitting under a tree, knees drawn up to his chest and arms curled around himself. He misses the cape. The spot he's chosen is behind the tree, if you're looking in from the doorway, but a monster his size has trouble really hiding, so you can tell he's in here if you take more than a cursory glance.]

garden

[arebetter]

[ Pizzazz has been in here for a little while since her... outburst, and. Once Asgore walks in, she walks over to stand next to him, acoustic guitar still in her hand. ]

This seat taken?

[preciousking]

[ The first thing Mikoto does when he leaves the courtroom is lock himself in the infirmary. He won't answer anyone who knocks (unless they're very persistent) or come by so it isn't possible to talk to him at this point, but he goes there nonetheless. He stays for half an hour, possibly a full hour essentially hogging the room.

When he comes out, he heads back to Room #6 and remains there for some time. If anyone comes knocking for any reason, he will answer even if he's slow about it.

The last place you can formally find Mikoto is the kitchen. With Rose gone, he has to make meals for himself—however that's not why he's here. He's standing in front of the rules that were knocked over and staring at them blankly. For some reason, one perhaps not even he knows, he picks them up and puts them back in place.

Then he leaves.

You can informally find him anywhere else generally sitting around or being quiet, as he is prone to doing. ]

Kitchen-ish

[georgeous]

[ George sees Mikoto when he just leaves the kitchen area and he immediately stops in his own tracks. It's hard to figure out what to say to him right now.

Everything's messed up. Mikoto has been helpful in the trial, but if he hadn't given Sakura that crossbow....

But that wouldn't have changed anything about Sakura would it? Traitor, world destroyer. She'd be the same and they still wouldn't know. Kogami would still be dead. So did what's the net result here? What's there to blame Mikoto for? And shouldn't George have taken the bow from her while he still could anyway?

George looks at Mikoto quietly for a moment as all these thoughts run through his head. Then he settles on: ]

... did you expect this outcome?