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. ]

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[drydrown]

No, it isn't, and he got rather quiet when I told him that.

[He hates his life.]

I'll talk to him.

[Eventually.]

[psychophant]

Are you going to invite him to come back with you anyway?

[.......how is he supposed to resist???]

Together you can dismantle the way things are done in the Empire and Teru Mikami can get criminals killed to his heart's content.

[what a romantic date idea!!! he and dist talked about conquering a country together, but dismantling the justice system and building a new one is cute too.]

[drydrown]

I don't recall saying I was inviting Teru Mikami anywhere. Either way, there are things we have to do before any of that could even be considered

[psychophant]

Of course. I'm only teasing.

[Here, you can have the brush now, and he'll even turn around so you can work on his hair in peace.]

He is very fond of you, though. I wonder how he'll do without you around.

[drydrown]

[good man. god, you've gone from rooming with one teen girl to rooming with another.]

He isn't that fond of me.

[psychophant]

[teen girl squad gotta stick together...........]

He spoke very highly of you when we talked. He called you an ally.

[You. An ally of Teru Mikami. He is living rn.]

[drydrown]

"An ally." High praise indeed. Clearly it's love.

[He's so done.]

[psychophant]

You said it, not me.

[iago was tolerable for exactly one night, time to be Like This forever now.]

Though really, he has such a low opinion of almost everyone else here, you should be honored.

[drydrown]

[...There is actually no way to answer that and come out looking good, is there.

So much irritated silence, Iago.]

[psychophant]

[You're so welcome. He's not even going to break the silence; you don't need to see it to know exactly what his face is doing.]