IT'S MY PARTY! AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO

[fashionfever]

[One hour after the execution, prisoners who have gone back down to the dorm floor will find Angela waving outside the mess hall.]

In honor of what Akira definitely would have wanted and Vita probably at least would have laughed about, we're all having dinner together.

[There's pots of coffee, and glasses of soda, and something like garlic bread, and spaghetti, and it sounds like there's even more food cooking in the kitchen.]

This would be a great time to share anything you got from playing ET, too, you know? [She's just trying to start conversation about literally anything else...]

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ACTUAL ANGELA (alcohol mention)

[fashionfever]

[during long swathes of the party you can find Angela not in the mess hall proper but in the kitchen. looming over eggplant with a kitchen knife and chopping it into fine pieces, swearing at the vegetable as if that's the source of her continuing tears.

there's a six pack of glass bud lite bottles on the counter next to her. only five are entirely full.]

[losergod]

[ C seems very unsure, but he wants to help. There's... an uncertain but gentle, gloved hand over her own hand to stop her from her chopping. ]

Miss Napoli... perhaps you should take a moment. You might hurt yourself.

[ It's the tone one might take with a child. You know, comforting. As caring as possible. ]

[crouching_sin]

[He's just going to... gently tug the rest of the bottles away from her.]

[toushiro]

[ this is not the first time he had been around a drunk crying lady and he does not trust her with that knife right now, oh my god. ]

You should probably let someone else cut those.

[vividsins]

[ Baku is here but he's really just here for food. That's it. He's rather reserved. So he's got his plate and a drink and he's largely just keeping to himself because fuck this place. But he is dressed in a snazzy new outfit that seems to almost belong on him! ]

[toushiro]

[ guess who has a plate of spaghetti? that's right, resident shota #2 does (nagisa is #1). he sees baku in his fancy suit and raises an eyebrow. ]

You're dressed up for the occasion.

[earietale]

[Barbara is here, but she doesn't look like she wants to be here. She has some stuff on the table in front of her, with the film reel being clutched against her chest. She stares at them, wondering why the damn thing even gave her shaving kit.

If you want to take something, she won't stop you.]

[fashionfever]

[picks up the cassette tape]

Oh... This sounds... Cute...! There might be a tape player around here, too...

[vividsins]

...Hey.

[ Here, he's putting a blanket over you. ]

[losergod]

[ He's not taking anything, but he's here to check up on her. He brought the sheet from his own room. You know, something to help keep her warm. She seems like she could use it. ]

Miss Finch?

[toushiro]

[ hitsugaya isn't the comforting sort, but he saw how hard barbara took akira's death, and with good reason. he's not interested in taking anything. instead, he comes over with a cup of coffee. ]

...If you'd like something to drink.

[losergod]

[ C is around, and he doesn't eat anything, or drink anything. Instead, he's... trying. He's trying to help everyone else, even though this is a task that's difficult for him.

You can find him gently moving around to check on everyone, even the people who aren't here. He'll be looking at rooms to try to find people and go talk to them to the best of his ability.

If anything, he seems to have taken on a fatherly role, wanting to just... help. ]

After... that disaster below, and talking to/at Yurick - pretty late in the evening

[backuphero]

[There is a nearly folded pile of clothing next to Jonathan's boots on the floor (thankfully, considering The Sink Bath Incident, his boxers are visibly absent from it), far neater than the heap made of his suit and its accoutrements in one corner of the room, and a lump of tight-wrapped blanket with a bit of blond hair peeking out occupies his bunk. At the quiet sound of the door, he curls up even tighter.]

'm sorry. I messed up again.

[crouching_sin]

[Naoya has some things on the table. Maybe they're yours? Maybe you just want some plums or jellybeans?]

[But most importantly, he has something to share.]

I went back to the room and found what Akira had asked me to find. He had a letter that he wanted me to share with everyone. It's here if you want to read it.

[Because he sure as hell isn't reading this sappy shit out loud.]

[vividsins]

[ Staring at that outfit. ]

Ah. My suit. May I have that back, Sir Naoya?

[losergod]

[ He reads that letter over, and finally just says: ]

... When did he get to be such a know-it-all?

[earietale]

[You Barbara was going to try get her hands on that letter as soon as she could. And when she's done reading it, a small smile starts to form on her face as a couple tears start to sting her eyes as she looks back at Naoya and hands it back to him.]

Thank you.

[backuphero]

[Jonathan's moving a bit more like a person than a faulty numbed robot, but only a bit. Having his clothes back helps, he's now wearing the full ridiculous ensemble and yes, that is official art, minus that belt with the knives.

He reads the letter, and carefully sets it back where it was. Everything hurts. Nothing is okay. He's never been one to drink, but that beer Naoya seems to be guarding looks damned tempting right now.

So, of course, that's when he sees a certain brooch. It shouldn't be here, it should be pinned on the necktie of - of someone he'd kill for whose name he can't fucking remember, it shouldn't be here -]

That... shouldn't be here. It shouldn't fucking be here, what the fuck?

[Why yes, now he's shaking worse than he was during the trial, and reaching for it without even asking permission.]

[toushiro]

[ he gets through reading the letter, and he puts it down. it's pretty sappy indeed, but its words hold a lot of weight. ]

Thank you. [ he nods to naoya. ] It's a shame things happened this way.

[theserpentsmiles]

[Nagisa is here. He sits quietly to one side with a plate of food that's growing colder while he absently stares through it.

But he's here, if anyone wants to talk to the boy who tried to sacrifice himself. Who didn't look away from the execution or cry after. Who still just seems more deep in thought than terribly shaken.]

[losergod]

[ A black, gloved hand on his shoulder, very gently. ]

... Mister Shiota, you are innocent. It is only right that you be sitting here with everyone else. If you can't eat, you should at least have something warm to drink.

[fashionfever]

That looks cold, Nagisa. Do you want me to put some sauce on your pasta? I'll warm up some sauce for your pasta.

[leftthelighton]

[ Pass is standing there, looking regretful. He has a letter in his hand. ]

Vita meant to say something to all of you... I would prefer each of you read it to yourselves, and hear it in her voice, rather than I read it out loud. Please come here and read it.

[ Mostly, he feels uncomfortable speaking many of the words. He waits, holding it out, waiting for each person to take the letter.]

Of course, if you cannot read, I will read it out loud to you and make that exception.

[fashionfever]

[Angela walks very close to him. Before she takes the letter she puts her arm around both his shoulders.]

Passe... You were right, it's been so cruel today... I really appreciate how hard you've been working here...

[mementodagger]

[Yurick doesn't go to the gathering. Instead he holes up in his bunk, blanket pulled up to his chin and his back facing the room.

They probably all hate him for the things he said, or at least enough of them do that his presence won't be appreciated. He doesn't want to face them, they're not his friends.

His only friend is the one he can't remember.

He won't emerge from his room as long as everyone's awake.]

[toushiro]

[ sorry roomie but you're not the only one in this room. hitsugaya enters after the gathering with a plate of spaghetti and a cup of coffee. ]

I didn't see you at the party.