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trustfelled2016-08-20 08:54 pm
innocentloveholic) wrote in trustfelled2016-08-20 08:54 pm
i'll be dreaming of the day we meet again
[ After she gets Fern patched up, Aligula starts on what might be her Best Party Ever.
...until her next one, anyway. It's no surprise where she's hosting today: it's the dormitory area. Throughout the hours of setting it up, it gets more and more colorful—the doors of the dead (both newly deceased and old) get childish paper cut-out flowers (think the daisy looking ones), while the living get stars. They're all in different colors, with no real discernible pattern! Long strands of ribbon decorate the walls along with more colorful party hat-looking cut-outs, in and out of the little cul-de-sac areas. In the center of the area are blankets laid out with plates of pancakes and trays of tea, stacked on tables made out of books. (There are also parfaits in wine glasses, because of course there are.)
More importantly, there are pillows across the floor of the entire hallway and especially stacked around the center, and in every little room area there's a nice note posted to one of the walls, in Aligula's ever familiar curly handwriting:
Apparently, today's after-party is the slumber party type to even help people who might not want to wander the hallways tonight. ...and look, Luca, she even took your advice. ]
...until her next one, anyway. It's no surprise where she's hosting today: it's the dormitory area. Throughout the hours of setting it up, it gets more and more colorful—the doors of the dead (both newly deceased and old) get childish paper cut-out flowers (think the daisy looking ones), while the living get stars. They're all in different colors, with no real discernible pattern! Long strands of ribbon decorate the walls along with more colorful party hat-looking cut-outs, in and out of the little cul-de-sac areas. In the center of the area are blankets laid out with plates of pancakes and trays of tea, stacked on tables made out of books. (There are also parfaits in wine glasses, because of course there are.)
More importantly, there are pillows across the floor of the entire hallway and especially stacked around the center, and in every little room area there's a nice note posted to one of the walls, in Aligula's ever familiar curly handwriting:
Apparently, today's after-party is the slumber party type to even help people who might not want to wander the hallways tonight. ...and look, Luca, she even took your advice. ]
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She waits, kicking her feet gently, and when he looks like he's just about done she tilts her head. ]
...How're you feeling?
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... Until he reaches the very last line of the letter, in which case his expression falls.]
"It was my choice and I'll undoubtedly have fun with it"...?
[Fun. Have fun with killing Angel, and Yuri, even though they were our friends here--]
Ha, what a tasteless comment to end things on... [But, then he seems to remember that Aligula's still here, in which he folds the letter closed now once he's stopped twisting it in his hands.] I'll have to think about this flavor a little more: it's hard to judge what kind of taste I'd consider this to be just yet.
[Though, despite his weird way of speaking, it's obvious that he's definitely not happy right now.]
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Take the good with the bad and remember he's just a big meaniehead even if he's totally sweet sometimes, I guess.
[ That's what she's doing. ...outside of killing Angel and using her to paint a picture, he... wasn't actually ever that mean to her? There were little things, but he didn't antagonize her.
They had such a good friendship, wtf. ]
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[Ferid's a jerk and doesn't deserve to be missed, he's "not someone worth wasting time on feeling bitter or sad about". That's what he should be thinking right now, saying too in fact. But instead he opens his mouth to say something else.]
... It's going to be strange, not having him around to talk to.
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[ ...she's not really sure what to do with herself about that. Sure, there's talking to other people, but Ferid was different? ]
He was like, totally the boyfriend I never asked for here. He'd wait for me outside of my room, and we'd walk places together, and he'd eat with me—well, not like, with me? He'd keep me company when I ate though. [ humm. ] He was... really great, you know? I think I'd even call him my best friend.
[ Angel was too, but Ferid's like Best friend. ]
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You know, I actually thought that having him around during the trials made this whole experience less... terrifying, I guess? I mean, it's annoying how much of a mockery they are and not how a proper trial should be conducted, but some of the things he'd say... well, they certainly had an interesting enough flavor that made the trials less irritating for me to taste...
[His dumb comments or occasional flirting with Juri actually made it easier to focus our attention away from spending the whole thing being upset over dead friends or in fear of being next if they voted wrong.]
Ah... does that make sense? Or is that too strange a taste to think about?
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[ To an extent. ]
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[And maybe miss Ferid himself too but like hell we're going to say that, buddy you lost the privilege of being missed out loud.]