trial 4 afterparty

[exequte]

[Boy, that all sure Just Happened, didn't it? It Sure Hecking Did.

Akane helps drag anyone who needs it out of the theater as best as she, a tiny frail sick girl, can, before heading straight to Hubert's room and retrieving the letter he had told her was there, and then finding a sheet of paper, a pen, and a small knife, writing a short one of her own, and paying Charon to send it to the afterlife.

After this she brings Hubert's letter to the mess hall, as gathering for food after these things seems like the common thread that's bound all of them together.

Akane herself still has a lowgrade fever, and that last trial was not easy on her, but it seems to her like there's more important things to do at the moment.]

Comments

[superstylishsquid]

[...Does someone need to come down there and carry you, too?]

[voidseeing]

[... maybe. JUST PART OF THE WAY?]

[superstylishsquid]

[Well, once he realizes there's someone struggling on the stairs, he'll head down to pick Gai up and carry him the rest of the way.]

[voidseeing]

... thanks.

[This is so embarrassing, but at the same time it's also less embarrassing than collapsing on the stairs, so.]

[superstylishsquid]

Don't mention it, beats having someone hurt himself pushing too hard.

[voidseeing]

So you need my watch?

[superstylishsquid]

Yeah, seems like it.

[So, he will deposit you next to the door!]

[voidseeing]

[Time to hold his arm up for the door!]

[strangerpeople]

[The DEAD beeps, then schlllllorps into the door. The door, meanwhile, melts into the walls.



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The Top Deck is open.]