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castle_whims2022-09-10 06:52 pm
canreallymove) wrote in castle_whims2022-09-10 06:52 pm
Afterparty the Third
[Yuta's gone. He can't do the after party. So now it's up to Sonic. Yes, Hunter was going to do it, or...at least yell at the sheep to do it, but Sonic pointed out they were going to need more than just apple slices. People were starving and the sheep couldn't cook. In his opinion, of course. How does one even bruise an apple like that!?
Hunter wasn't happy with him, and what's her face Jeanie probably hated his guts now, but honestly, who was happy with anything at this point?
So, the first thing he does is go to the kitchen and start to do the one thing he knows will at least help: cook. The food is back, and so he's going to make a hearty mean and veggie stew in the oven, courtesy of an old recipe that nanny Rosie would make when they were kids. Back before the takeover. After they got food in Knothole.
While the stew is stewing in the oven for a good hour or so, Sonic himself is just...stewing. And also making something with rice in the microwave to tie people over in the meantime. It's actually congee, but he thinks its hot rice pudding, so whatever, it's good to go for people.
And yes. He also has apple slices and graham crackers, Hunter insisted on it. And yes, he's made extra and enough for everyone and Nanami to have seconds if they'd like. They need to eat, albeit slowly so they don't get sick, and he makes notes at the cafeteria table stating that. Then he gets to work with a cookbook to try and make some kind of drink that can help with getting people back on their feet. Dylan does cover with chamomile tea, at least, so it's not as much of an urgent issue.
He's mostly staying in the kitchen if people want to bug him. When he does finally come out, he sits in silence, staring at his bowl of stew, picking at the carrots. He's tired. It's pretty obvious on his face.]
Hunter wasn't happy with him, and what's her face Jeanie probably hated his guts now, but honestly, who was happy with anything at this point?
So, the first thing he does is go to the kitchen and start to do the one thing he knows will at least help: cook. The food is back, and so he's going to make a hearty mean and veggie stew in the oven, courtesy of an old recipe that nanny Rosie would make when they were kids. Back before the takeover. After they got food in Knothole.
While the stew is stewing in the oven for a good hour or so, Sonic himself is just...stewing. And also making something with rice in the microwave to tie people over in the meantime. It's actually congee, but he thinks its hot rice pudding, so whatever, it's good to go for people.
And yes. He also has apple slices and graham crackers, Hunter insisted on it. And yes, he's made extra and enough for everyone and Nanami to have seconds if they'd like. They need to eat, albeit slowly so they don't get sick, and he makes notes at the cafeteria table stating that. Then he gets to work with a cookbook to try and make some kind of drink that can help with getting people back on their feet. Dylan does cover with chamomile tea, at least, so it's not as much of an urgent issue.
He's mostly staying in the kitchen if people want to bug him. When he does finally come out, he sits in silence, staring at his bowl of stew, picking at the carrots. He's tired. It's pretty obvious on his face.]
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[In other words, no, that thought had not even once crossed his mind.]
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[Oh, ok, this...hm.]
Look, I'll be way past honest. I barely knew him. I only talked to him maybe a few times at best. He didn't seem that uncool. He seemed ok to me.
I mean, I won't lie and say I wouldn't be upset if he'd been the one to kill someone this time, if he did kill Dylan. But...
[He waves his hand kind of generally.]
Hatin' him for it? With what was hangin' over our heads? That's just dumb. Not here, man. I don't think anyone here's evil.
Well, ok, Father is totally evil, but that's kinda obvious and the sheep dudes also don't count.
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To be honest, you were not the very worst of them. You limited yourself most strictly to interpretations of the evidence. It was simply too painful to hear all at once. I must be more humble in future. More patient.
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...and. Yeah, speaking of. That was what I wanted to apologize for-puttin' you on the spot like that. But it just seemed like the likeliest idea at the time. I wasn't trying to embarrass you or anything like that.
But yeah. Either way this wasn't a cool trial at all.
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[Implying there is such a thing as a cool trial... She gathers up some more chunks of stew in her spoon.]
Still, likely it seemed. I was in the demographic group that contained the true culprit. Who scolded the victim while I was his friend, but that is a distraction.
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[Sonic sadly doesn't have the vocabulary to call the trial abhorrent. Yeah, he could call it terrible, but then he wouldn't be Sonic. So not cool and uncool it is.]
He didn't know what breakdancing was, but like I'd hold that against him.
there are some times when a tag just has to be short
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well, I'd show you how it goes, but I'm still kinda shaky and hungry and I don't want to accidentally kick you in the face.
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[She is eating with a spoon, it could be knocked all the way to the other side of the room!]
How interesting. I thought dances placed feet on the ground. Is it a type of combat?
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