we're gonna afterparty and you're GOING TO FUCKING LIKE IT
[Tiki wanders into the great hall expecting company, expecting a full room just like before to abate her loneliness and what she finds instead is...Mahiro, chillin'.
And no one else.
Okay. Cool. Fine. She'll throw a goddamn party herself IF THAT'S WHAT'S HAPPENING, TRY HER.
So she drags one (1) rude teen into the kitchen despite protests that he can't cook, finds Eizen actively in the middle of cooking, and takes full advantage of the situation and also her own cute charm until curry for two turns into curry for twenty four.
Everyone will find notes slipped under their door, courtesy of Tiki's new gopher since he refuses to cook, the first part written in loose, loopy handwriting like an elementary schooler who hasn't quite gotten the hang of the cursive they've been taught:]
Let's meet in the Great Hall together in about an hour and have dinner again this time, so nobody has to be alone.
[aaand under that in a completely different set of handwriting:]
I don't know why we're doing this after someone died from getting poisoned through food but at least there won't be any fucking cake. Don't come if you don't want to.
[hm. well.
in the Great Hall, Tiki's hard at work setting up Eizen's mabo curry for the taking (and she's bullied him into making exactly one plate of non-spicy curry because she loves Hanyuu), and also hard at work into bullying Mahiro into helping her set up silverware and plates and beverages. It's not much, but it's here.]
And no one else.
Okay. Cool. Fine. She'll throw a goddamn party herself IF THAT'S WHAT'S HAPPENING, TRY HER.
So she drags one (1) rude teen into the kitchen despite protests that he can't cook, finds Eizen actively in the middle of cooking, and takes full advantage of the situation and also her own cute charm until curry for two turns into curry for twenty four.
Everyone will find notes slipped under their door, courtesy of Tiki's new gopher since he refuses to cook, the first part written in loose, loopy handwriting like an elementary schooler who hasn't quite gotten the hang of the cursive they've been taught:]
[aaand under that in a completely different set of handwriting:]
[hm. well.
in the Great Hall, Tiki's hard at work setting up Eizen's mabo curry for the taking (and she's bullied him into making exactly one plate of non-spicy curry because she loves Hanyuu), and also hard at work into bullying Mahiro into helping her set up silverware and plates and beverages. It's not much, but it's here.]
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Looks like ya put together a good party, Tiki-chan.
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[and then there's this motherfucker hanging around outside all on his own and RUINING IT]
I thought it would be better than being all alone.
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I'm sure it helped people, ta get together like that. It was important last week too.
[ oh shit speakin of ]
Have ya talked ta Natalia? Ya should invite her back ta stay with us.
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I dunno, someone should, probably.
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But she nods.] You could, if you wanted. You've spoken with her more than I have, right? [A pause, thoughtful.] We could go see if she's in the Great Hall with everyone, if you'd like. We'll go together.
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[ unfortunately he doesnt manage to ask until sunday but!! he Tried ]
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[ he turns to her, looking her over for a moment. it's easier to take care of someone else than think about his own feelings ]
Ya don't gotta know.
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[She tilts her head, just so, and folds her hands neatly in her lap.]
Do you know?
[If he's holding up okay, what okay is supposed to feel like—any of it.]
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[ he thinks for a moment ]
Made a lotta mistakes I don't wanna repeat. I don't like that.