weekend mingle featuring 5 pm brunch because time is meaningless now

[pr159]

[ There probably isn't a single person among them who isn't exhausted after that trial, so it's no surprise that, like last week, there's no party when it's over. Maybe some stay out and mill about the city, while others finally take the chance to get some well-deserved sleep.

Personally, Rideaux is absolutely going to bed now, because it's fucking 10 am or something, and that was a lot.

But when he wakes up again in what is nominally the afternoon, once he's taken a shower and no longer looks like a haggard mess, he's actually going to hole up in the kitchen at the clergy housing and make some pancakes. Just pancakes and nothing else, because this mix is "just add water!" and that's the extent of his cooking skills the most effort he's going to put into anything. Some of them may be slightly burned and oddly shaped, but they're free, so shut it.

There's also some coffee and some (cheap, not his good stuff) whiskey, so if you want to make a half-assed Irish coffee, he's not stopping you.

Is this supposed to be a distraction? Is this actually all just to celebrate the fact that Cumore briefly thought he was going to die and that was delicious to watch? Maybe, but no one has to know that. ]

Comments

[bawcock]

If it's a normal lock, it shouldn't be too hard to open. Unless anyone needs my help, I'll leave it to someone else and focus on the computer.

I already know where to find it anyway.

[raventhaw]

I'd like to see what's on that computer too.

[ aka you're letting her go with you boy there's no yes or no here ]

[bawcock]

I wasn't planning on peeping at it then and there, but... why not? It's less work if we look at it where it is instead of carting it out of the place.

[raventhaw]

Would Rembrandt really be alright with that?

[bawcock]

What, are you worried about getting a slap on the hand?

[raventhaw]

[ erik you are the worst ]

I'm worried that it'll be more than just a slap on the hand. But fine. If the information on that computer proves to be helpful, the consequences will be worth it.

[bawcock]

[ hey it isn't his fault you're afraid of rembrandt!! it's ok, ur secret is safe with him ]

The thing is, I have no idea how helpful the information will even be. No one ever said what we were supposed to find on it.

[raventhaw]

[ look....................................it's not wrong ]

I don't think we have much of a choice. We can't afford to let anything slip past us anymore.

[bawcock]

[ raven........................ ur valid ]

You're right about that, and I am the one who said we need to go back over everything we've learned. [ A beat! ] Okay, let's meet up tomorrow and see what we can see!

[raventhaw]

[ she doesn't say anything to that, but he does at least get a nod! she's acknowledging this and on board for it!!! good job erik ]

[bawcock]

[ he did it!! can't wait for them to walk into the art museum tomorrow and immediately walk out with a pc ]