Post-Trial I Afterparty

[cellpreservation]

[They're down two of their number, and who knows how many more will follow, but for tonight at least... They have a chance to rest.

The school has already been cleaned, leaving no signs of the deaths that occurred on this very day, but that's just as well. After looking around to make sure of that much, Yuta marches into the kitchen and, after a bit of looking around, ends up gathering some snacks: boxed crackers and apple slices that aren't perfectly even in cut but look, he's not the chef of his group, he did his best. These he sets out on some plates in the cafeteria before finding his usual seat to lounge in, eating some apple slices off of a smaller plate he grabbed just for himself.

And then, he waits - to see who trickles in, and who doesn't.

Where is your character in the aftermath?]

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[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Admittedly, some of the adventures Adorabat talks about...Dylan looks very nervous when she speaks of them. Actually fighting monsters, working with honest to goodness sky pirates, lies about a government conspiracy? That's so much to take in, and it's pretty unfamiliar ground for him. It makes him...concerned, to put it lightly.

But she keeps talking. And he hears more. He hears the passion in her voice about it all. The adoration for these two that took her in. The plain fact that...he's not sure if she has once mentioned a parent, or a guardian figure, in her life, other than this cat and badger. And while that concern is still definitely there, it feels...lighter, somehow.

Maybe not as big of a deal, maybe.

So he won't make any issues he has with the stories known. He'll just listen, occasionally make commentary that's jokey but not sarcastic, and generally have that concerned look melt away.

Maybe...this kind of stuff can be okay, sometimes.]

[violence_ensues]

[And Adorabat continues on with her stories. However, later and later into the night, it may become apparent that she's quickly becoming sleepy. Where did the time go?]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Where did it go indeed.]

It's getting pretty late now. [A yawn.] Think you're ready for bed?

[violence_ensues]

--But I haven't-

[Yaaaawn...]

...Haven't told you... about... Tanya Keys... y- yet...

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Well, how about you tell me on the way back to the dorms? You don't have to stop just because we're going somewhere else.

[violence_ensues]

Okay... [Yawwwwwn...] Okay...

[Adorabat will allow Dylan to carry her on his back, continuing to tell the story. It doesn't last that long as a quarter of the way, the lil batbaby is fully asleep.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[He saw that coming, and doesn't mind one bit.

Dylan is silent as he walks back to the dorm room, careful not to wake the sleeping bat on his back. It's a...bit of a struggle, getting the door open, but he manages.

He sets Adorabat on the bed first, making sure she gets a good portion of blanket over her-not too much, not too little.

He doesn't need the blanket-wasn't used to it before, and still isn't used to it now-instead doing the typical dog thing of circling around the end of the bed, before lying down.]

Good night, Adorabat. Swee...adventurous dreams.