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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[reanbeans]

[ Wow, talk about cursed??

He's watching as the other looked over and then came right by the work bench. ]

That sounds like it could be difficult. Though, maybe not if all you need to do is just plug it in...or something?

[ Just yolo a car. He wondered vaguely if Rideaux had knowledge about cars... ]

Hmm. Maybe you'd look just plain silly, knowing you.

[ Yeah he'll go along with the lighting the mood and so he teased a bit. They REALLY need easy jokes and teasing right now. ]

[deadlygoals]

It'll be fine. You just have to make sure you have the clamps on the right parts of the battery.

[ There's the multimeter! ]

Hey, I can look pretty cool when I want to.

[ There's a lack of any seriousness in his tone. ]

Is there anything you think we should attach the battery to? [ Tapping the original black box from the clock. ]

[reanbeans]

[ Rean decided he'll just leave that up to Dazai, then... ]

Whatever you say.

[ ...He'll shake his head, looking sheepish. ]

I don't really have an idea, but that's because nothing immediately comes to mind.

[deadlygoals]

You forget, I know all your weaknesses.

[ Wiggling his fingers in Rean's direction. ]

We can always ask the others next meeting.

[ He really just wants to finish it because it's odd... leaving it unfinished. ]