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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[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.

[arebetter]

It's fine. I made as much peace as I could with it a while back.

[journalname]

That...is good.

[He falls silent for a moment, thoughtful.]

I believe Chara's relationship with their birth parents was much the same. They never spoke of them.

[arebetter]

Yeah, sometimes... sometimes birth families just don't work out.

[journalname]

No. I suppose not. But family is not only found by blood.

[arebetter]

If it was, I'd still have none worth talking about. But I have my band, at least, back home.

[journalname]

Oh, yes?

[It's an open invitation. Talk about your people!]

[arebetter]

Stormer, and Roxy, and Jetta, and Blaze now. The Misfits. We're... it's a damn good family, and I miss them. Even if Stormer is too soft for her own good, maybe being softer is okay, and even if Roxy has her bagel thing, she's strong, and... God, I miss all of them.

[journalname]

[He smiles wistfully to hear her speak of it. How nice.]

Bagel thing?

[arebetter]

She eats so many bagels. So many, it's unreasonable. And I have no idea why? I've never questioned it, that's just... that's just Roxy, you know?

[journalname]

[Asgore chuckles faintly.]

I understand. My wife was always very enthusiastic about snails. [Yes, as food]

[arebetter]

Snails, huh? Well, someone's gotta keep that part of the food economy afloat.

[journalname]

I daresay she kept the snail farmers in business largely on her own...

[arebetter]

I'm sure at least one bagel company is still there because of Roxy, too.