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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[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?

[journalname]

Of course not. Please.

[Though he doesn't really look up at her.]

[arebetter]

[ And she will! ]

How... are you holding up?

[journalname]

As well as can be expected.

[So, not well at all really]

And yourself?

[arebetter]

As well as can be expected.

[ So not at all, really. ]

[journalname]

[He snorts faintly.]

Did you wash your hands properly? [He should have asked before, but it entirely escaped his mind until just now.]

[arebetter]

Yeah, I did. Bandaged them up, too, in case that helps. They're a little irritated, but they're mostly fine.

[journalname]

You did not handle it too much. It would have been worse had you crushed it or something like that...even so, skin contact is not...so very dangerous.

[not as dangerous as, say, ingesting it]

[arebetter]

Yeah, I guess so. At least it didn't... you know. I'm- my hands are fine, now.

[journalname]

...yes. I am glad to hear it.

[.........gosh, what else to say]

[arebetter]

How are... did you hold it too? I don't even remember.

[journalname]

I did, yes. But it is not so bad for me. [He holds out a paw, palm-up, so she can see it. He has pads, like you might see on a big cat, but they don't look particularly irritated.] Most of my hand is covered in fur, so it did not touch the skin. And I did wash.

[arebetter]

Huh.

[ She... pokes the pad, experimentally.



She owns a cat, okay? ]

That's good, at least.

[journalname]

...Chara liked to do that too.

[Is it some human thing? He'll take his hand back when she's done, but he doesn't seem to mind.]

[arebetter]

It's... it's a reflex, sorry. I have a cat, back home.

[journalname]

Is that something you do with cats?

[arebetter]

Yeah. The paw things are- they're soft. Um.

[journalname]

[Asgore chuckles faintly.] Do not worry about it, my dear.

Chara loved cats and dogs - all animals, I think. But they never owned a pet themselves. Forgive me, have I told you about them? [Right now, with everything, that wasn't the first thing on his mind when he started talking. A little rude.]

[arebetter]

I... saw you drawing them, I think. But you didn't tell me about them.

[journalname]

They were my human child. We adopted them after they fell into my kingdom. I had only started to remember them that week.

They passed away many years ago now.

[arebetter]

Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. How did they...?

[journalname]

Illness. I read all of the books here, but I still do not know what it might have been. No art that we knew could cure them.

[arebetter]

Ah. I don't have... my relationship with my parents is a huge outlier, but that sounds really... I'm sorry for your loss.

[journalname]

...thank you.

[.....]

And. I am sorry to hear that. About your parents.