Week 2 Post-Trial

[strictura]

[ The trial itself may have been pretty straightforward, but with how high emotional tensions were running afterward, there's probably no one feeling like organizing any kind of gathering right now.

So, go do your thing until a new week starts, and write down those memories you don't want to forget. ]

Comments

[undershadow]

I mean, in the wild made-up scenario where she knows enough about all this to be disappointed, I figure she'd have the lowdown.

[ She looks at the shattered necklace, instead of looking at Seven. ]

Look, I get that you can't not be huge, and you can't not be angry. What she did sucked. But you could literally have killed someone if they got in the way of that outside a trial room.

[ Especially... the tiny duck... ]

[seventhlittlemonster]

I know this and it scares me too! [He lashed out, but there wasn't a hint of anger in his voice.]

...If it makes you all feel safe... I'll stay in my room and not come out. I know that it makes me feel just as safe... [He turned to exit the room.] ...Tell everyone I'm sorry.

[undershadow]

What? No, that doesn't make me feel safe, it makes me feel like you're punishing yourself for no reason—

[ But if he insists on leaving regardless, she's just going to yell: ]

Just try writing a poem about it or something!

[seventhlittlemonster]

[He stopped in his tracks.
It... didn't make anyone feel safe?]

...that's a good idea... [He couldn't ignore her at this point. He wanted to make up for what he did.]

[undershadow]

I've done it a couple of times.

[ Which is why she is now spilling her dumb duck backstory to Allen, so maybe he shouldn't do it, actually?? Too late, can't unring that bell! ]

Maybe it doesn't always make you feel better? But it can help, you know, put a name on things.

[seventhlittlemonster]

...I had been thinking of a limerick I could write. [He nodded solemnly. Too bad he might not get to hear her dumb duck backstory!]

[undershadow]

Yeah? Well, as long as it's not "there once was a man from Nanducket."

[seventhlittlemonster]

Who kept all his money in a bucket? [Oh.

you sweet summer child]

[undershadow]

Uh — yes, exactly. Definitely tap into that energy.

[seventhlittlemonster]

[He nodded and slowly walked away, saying the rest of the limerick] But his daughter named Nan ran away with a man _{and as for the bucket Nantucket...}