all we really wanted was a sulking party, right?

[gyakusatsu]

[SORRY, SWEET DRAGONCHILD, WE HAVE COLLECTIVELY FAILED YOU.

There are no invites to any group gatherings after the trial today. There is only solitude and sulking. Though if you come out to the great hall, there will be a platter of sandwiches. Fancy stuff, that.

But wherever your character may choose to sulk on this fine post-trial Saturday, feel free to share the pain because sharing is caring.]

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[fedorascout]

[Life sucks.

Kizakura didn't receive an invitation. For a moment he believes there's not going to be an afterparty, and he's feeling really upset and disappointed about the Sage's involvement in Jansen killing Tiki, and since the reserves of booze in his room are over, he has to go get more. On the way he encounters the platter of sandwiches]

So there's going to be a reunion after all...

[Nobody's going to be in the mood for cheerful interactions, and since misery loves company, kizakura carries a lot of liquor from the liquor cabinet to the Great Hall, placing them in a row]

Go ahead. Take whatever you want. Tonight's the kind of night to get drunk, isn't it?

[He's already halfway there, judging by how red he is. At least he's still inteligible -- most likely because he has a lot of experience being drunk]

[divertimento]

[Sulking? Now that is a thing Elliot can do!

He's just kind of been wandering around the castle and its grounds post-execution, but for now, he's taken a seat near the pond. Not close enough for it to be dangerous, mind, just... nearby, glaring at it, with his knees drawn to his chest.

With the way he's staring at it, one wouldn't be entirely wrong in thinking he blamed the pond for half of the hell he's seen in the past couple weeks.

He can't focus. Every time he tries to collect himself, his mind bounces back to Jansen or Tiki trying to cheer him up, and the gnawing ache in his chest just gets that much worse.

He curls up a little further into himself with a bitter sigh, trying to suppress the tears he can feel stinging at the corners of his eyes again. Crying's not going to bring them back, after all. It's just going to earn him more pity hugs if anyone comes across him, and he's honestly not sure he wants those right now.]

[gyakusatsu]

Jansen's Room
[Anyone passing by the bedroom wing will see that Jansen's door is open. Inside, Misora is seated on his bed reading over what appears to be a letter. Next to her is another one that's still sealed. Her expression is decidedly blank as she reads, though her body language is decidedly tense.

But there's something else that may just catch your attention and it's Jansen's booze stash. Feel free to interrupt what should be a quiet moment with requests to take some!]

Kitchen/Great Hall
[After that's all said and done, she can be spotted either in the kitchen making some lazy sandwiches and arranging them on a platter for general consumption. Once she's done with them, she just sets them down on the table. Once she's done with them, she moves them to one of the tables in the Great Hall.

Then she just... hangs back by the walls with a bottle of beer in hand. She doesn't drink alcohol usually, but today it just.. seems appropriate.]

[godinsolitude]

Great hall
[Ayumu doesn't really have the energy to cook, so he's helping himself to a sandwich. He also doesn't have the energy to socialize much, which means he's taking up a wallflower post near the edge of the grand hall. People are free to talk to him, but after eating his sandwich and drinking some water, he's not lingering very long.]

Bedroom - Closed to roommates
[Turning in early sounds nice right now, and that's exactly what Ayumu will be doing. He's got his face buried in a pillow and that fancy comforter Hiyono got, but he clearly isn't sleeping yet to the observant eye-- his breathing is regular.]

[pseudoregelia]

[Here she is once again, placing little paper dolls at the shrine on the music room stage. One for Tiki, and one for Jansen.

Once they're suitably placed, she sighs softly to herself.]

There's so many...

[She won't remain too long. There are other things she needs to do, and people she needs to speak with. But she'll be here for a moment, at least, to pay her respects.]

[maddogs]

outside

[ majima can be found laying in the grass outside, staring at the stars. he follows them along, tracing them with a finger as he goes from star to star. it's still a kind of stillness that isn't usual for him, and he's got his big parka zipped up all the way, huddling down inside of it. he'll stay out here for a long time before going back to his room, not really reaching out to anyone in specific. ]

closed;

[ eventually - a long eventually later - majima heads back to his room. thanks to the pond he now has not one but TWO of those giant pillows, one of kiryu and one of saejima and a cute rabbit stuffed animal and between those three things and nishitanis new wonderful comforter, theyre all set. he might be super warm with both the parka and the blanket and the giant pillows but hes tucking himself the fuck in here and you cant stop him. ]

[buddyoldpal]

Sakura Tree

[ Nishitani is outside by the sakura tree, having a smoke. The flowers continue to grow closer to blooming as though mocking them. No surprise, it's not as though they can go a week without someone committing a murder. ]

Gettin' close, ain't we?

[ He's talking to himself, mostly, but he's definitely not going to turn down a chat if somebody walks up to him. ]