Fine Food(?) and Music(???) Await You

[indulgently]

[Well that was truly a heartbreaking matter, to say the least. But what follows will be important. If they crack now, there will be no telling what their future holds. So now, more than ever, it is important that they hold together.

Few seem prepared to rise to the occasion, so it is left to Olivert to prepare something truly spectacular.

As the room is prepared, he hums and serenades himself quite happily. It's a good amount of work but he doesn't seem to mind doing it himself, although he would never turn down a few extra hands if they wanted to assist.

The important thing is that the Opera House has been decorated with lights and tables and rose petals aplenty. Enough to brighten up their little gathering. Amongst the tables there is food, but considering at least some if not all of them were the prince's doing, perhaps a little caution may be in order. There is at least probably a fifty/fifty percent chance of it being an edible dish!

Outside there is a sign made up to draw their numbers in.]

Tonight, a Grand Feast, to be shared amongst friends.
Everyone is highly encouraged to attend, though it need not be mandatory.
In the darkest hours it is important for the brightest lights to shine.
If necessary, tonight that light shall be me.
Wonderful music and food will be provided, you only need bring yourself.


Prepared by Olivert Reise Arnor.

[Trust nothing about this.]

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[drydrown]

[Tonight there will be a...

Oh my god.

You know, Cumore doesn't even know the person who decided this needed to happen but this is such a nobility move if he's ever seen one, hahaha holy shit.

He'll be there of course, because why wouldn't he be? He didn't really know Hyoubu either, after all, and while he doesn't hate the guy any he can't really say he's torn up about the guy dying, and in the end he'd gotten what he wanted out of the entire affair so you know what, fuck y'all he got his.

That said, this is, as noted, such a nobility move.]

My, and it didn't even seem to occur to anyone that this might be a little insensitive! I'm impressed with the initiative, at least.

[...listen he's just going to be like this tonight I'm sorry]

[baitless]

[...okay he left the church and headed past the opera house to... get back... but...

...

He is going to stare at the sign slack-jawed for a moment or so before heading in, the same absolutely baffled expression plastered on his face as he walks into the opera house and looking around...]

...

Two people are dead!? What even is this!?

[reanbeans]

[ Rean at this point hasn't expected else from Cumore and so, that's fine.

On the other hand, he's going to have words with Oli after this, probably. ]

...Yeah, I guess that's one way to put it.

[drydrown]

[Cumore is still being...that all over, because we're all just going to need to accept that that is his current default state of being, but he will look over when Seteth shows up and actually has, like, a normal-person reaction to this.]

It isn't as though not doing this is going to bring them back, and they certainly don't need to know about it.

[reanbeans]

[ Rean had been heading back himself to uh. Check up on things for reasons eventually, but...

He's going to kill Olivier—I mean what. ]

...I'm sorry that you have to deal with this. At least I can say that I think Kyousuke would've appreciated the fanfare.

[drydrown]

I could call it "audacity" and that would certainly also be true. "Initiative" sounds nicer.

[indulgently]

Insensitive as it may seem, I see no better action. In life or in death, people deserve to be celebrated-- the same can be said for our fallen comrades.

[It's just unfortunate that there wasn't someone more tactful to accomplish such a proper tribute.]

It is important that we do not forget their sacrifice.

[inordertobelieve]

[ Mikami's first step is to take a shower in the clergy housing. Has he already showered once today? Yes. Does he feel like he needs another one? Also yes. So there he goes. He doesn't normally over-abuse showering as a stress relief tool, but today has been a lot and he doesn't even have a shower schedule in this place yet and god... sometimes a guy just needs to scrub at his skin to stop feeling dirty. He only wishes these showers were actually private instead of stalls in a shared room. Anyone could walk in on him and it hinders the feeling of security that showering normally provides for him.

Later, when he catches whisper of the party, he at least wants to check out what's going on and.... wow.

He actually touches his forehead in a universally recognized gesture of exhaustion and despair. ]

... as if this place needed any help becoming less like a courthouse...

[ Later yet, you can find him walking through the seating rows in the opera house, looking lost in thought. Just what entities were here during the trial...? ]

[drydrown]

No, no, don't misunderstand me, I love it.

[This is just how nobility does shit, we have zero tact about literally anything, it's fine.]

The dead will be that way regardless of how we remember them. I doubt they would want us to lose that much morale.

[moonfang]

[Zangetsu has acquired something edible, and he watches Mikami from the seats]

Seems like they're gone.

[indulgently]

That is undeniable. I wish that I could offer them better.

[Someone else would be far better suited to creating memorials than this man. Leave him with the parties.]

However, I do worry about the effects that this ordeal has left on us as well. While there is little we can do for those we have lost, I hope that we can at least continue to support one another so that another tragedy like this does not occur.

[Maybe there is, perhaps, at least a small semblance of sanity in this man. He means well. He is just an absolute idiot.]

[inordertobelieve]

Foolishness, that's what.

[ Hi Seteth, he's joining you in the judgmental corner. ]

[inordertobelieve]

[ Zangetsu ranks fairly low on the list of people who Mikami wants to see, but at least there's someone else who is concerned about the apparitions. ]

This city may not be as uninhabited as we thought. Just what is living here...?

[indulgently]

Yes, I agree.

[He's so glad someone understands him.]

I think it is important to remind those who would have us play this game as well that we will not so easily be broken.

[And what better way to say that then to do so right in their trial house.]

[drydrown]

[As someone who is apparently loving the fact that we're gonna throw parties after we kill somebody like perfectly well-adjusted people, and also as someone whose first conversation with Mikami went right to shit within the first two seconds of him saying anything at all, he is absolutely loving the despair there. But he'll try not to be an - ]

Things are going to work a little differently around here, if you hadn't figured that out yet. But I doubt you care - at least the one who went out had a prior record this time, correct?

[...He'll try not to be a total asshole, maybe.]

you know what-- shower

[pr159]

[ Rideaux also already took a shower this morning, but he's touched brain since then, so it seems like a good idea to take another one before dinner. He's still pissed off about not having shampoo, but he's Dealing With It, and he's pretty much got these crappy showers down to a science now.

Anyway. This person was in that other stall already before he came in here, and now that he's done and has his priest-bathrobe on -- even after all the time spent soaping his hair like a fucking animal -- he's still in there. ]

Are you just waiting for me to leave, or are you really that filthy?

[drydrown]

Oh, she did seem so angry that our culprit didn't tremble before her! It's always nice seeing her crack a little like that. I like to think he enjoyed that much, at least.

[Good fucking god.]

My name is Cumore, incidentally. I don't believe we've met properly - something of a shame, if you ask me.

[moonfang]

[good thing he cares so much about what Mikami thinks of him]

We're definitely not alone here. Spirits, maybe? Considerin' the sensation they created...

[inordertobelieve]

[ Ah yes. Cumore. Just who he wanted to see here. Though this is on him for even thinking attending this event, of course the more questionable members of the group would be here. Of course. ]

He committed a murder. Whether or not he had a record before coming here doesn't really matter, the outcome was always going to be this and supposed to be this.

[ Though yes, he is glad to have one of the two confirmed criminals removed... ]

[reanbeans]

...I'm hoping that maybe some of the others might think the same to go the nicer route, but I'm not sure if they'd be as generous.

[ Seeing as two people died and everything. ]

party;

[reanbeans]

Yeah...well, hopefully our captors won't enjoy the sudden new festive look either?

[ He's...he's trying. It's probably not going to fly, and he's definitely going to have a talk with Oli about this but still. ]

opera house

[psychophant]

[So the trial was kind of A Lot and the "party" is also A Lot, and Iago would greatly prefer to ignore both of those. The only reason he's here is because he's curious about those things that were watching them— and oh look, Mikami's here too, wonderful.]

Well, it looks as though we had the same idea.

[drydrown]

This is doing a service, though, isn't it? Whether people want to acknowledge it or not. It's an attempt at keeping morale high, which is more than can be said for a few others.

[indulgently]

[He can't deny that he was a sweet sight amidst the rest of the horror.]

She did, didn't she? [He hums thoughtfully.] I believe she will continue to be most disappointed. I for one have no intention of letting her feel like she has the power she wants to believe she has.

[But dear, where are his manners?]

The pleasure is all mine I assure you! Please, call me Olivert.

[baitless]

We could at least try to be respectful. Food is entirely helpful in situations such as these, but all... this?

[GESTURES??? GESTURES]