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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[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.

[cadmiums]

Good evening, Asgore. Don't feel like sleeping? [ A small smile, like everything is fine. ]

[journalname]

No.

[He turns to look into the little pod of rooms.]

...it reminds me of what my home has become.

[cadmiums]

Your home it's...it's full of death? [ A bit blunt, but. ]

[journalname]

For more than a hundred years now. I...have not changed anything. The table is still set for four...and here I am. Still living.

[cadmiums]

[ ... ]

I'm sorry.

I don't know if it helps but-- here you don't need to be alone.

[journalname]

...we are all alone. Most of this group does not trust each other, and I am certainly not the person who can change that.

[cadmiums]

We're not, we're all in this situation together. [ That sounds pretty firm despite how much of a shitshow today was. ]

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.]

[cadmiums]

Hey Greed. How are you? [ By now he's a little more centered, though asking that question is probably still not the great thing to be doing right now. ]

[ossifragant]

[He forces a smile.]

Ahh, you know. Surviving.

[That's about all he can do.]

[cadmiums]

Mmn. Do you want to talk about the trial or...something else?

[ossifragant]

Not much to say, is there? ...It was a real mess.

[It might be an understatement, but Greed sure as heck doesn't seem to be taking it lightly.]

You have anything on your mind?

[cadmiums]

I have a lot on my mind.

[ But he should pick a place to start... ]

I spoke to Sakura earlier in the week about what she remembered in her dreams. I tried to help her because we're similar but...

[ossifragant]

If only I had gotten to her a bit sooner, I could have pulled the crossbow from her arms.

[cadmiums]

She accomplished what she felt like she had to do, and as much as I wish she hadn't, I also respect her commitment to follow it through.

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?]

[cadmiums]

Good evening, Lovecraft.

[ ... ]

Ah, at least I think it's evening. How are you?

[cthulwho]

...Exhausted. [His default, though-] But...I can't seem to find the desire to actually sleep just yet. I...

[He grimaces a little bit, unable to finish his thought. Like many others, he isn't taking this well either.]

I feel lost.

[cadmiums]

I don't want to sleep yet either. [ There was something he had to do before he was able to, anyway. ]

You were close to Sakura, right?

[cthulwho]

Yes.

[It's odd to hear Ryoji say it like that, but... That's what it is, isn't it? Or...was.]

I am not sure how to explain why, but she was...special, to me.

[cadmiums]

Even if it's hard right now...I'm glad you had someone like that. Everyone should have someone they're close to, it makes life worth living, I think.

[cthulwho]

[That seems to get an odd look from Lovecraft. Uncertainty, mainly...but a little bit of pain, too.]

...Is that something you came to discover during your time as a human?

[cadmiums]

Yes, I...

I wouldn't know what being in love feels like if I weren't part human, right now. [ Which is to clarify that he definitely still is currently. ]