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WHO: Bluebell + Guests
WHERE: Bluebell
WHEN: Day 84 - Post game

[ Welp. We lost and failed to vote properly in the last round after some confusion. We really Bluebell'd it.

Time to recover.]

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[ For a while, he disappears into the bathroom. A place where he can be alone for a while, locked inside the room. If someone knocks on the door because they need to use the room, he will ask them to wait for a moment until he gathers himself and steps out. The tears are gone, but his eyes are clearly bloodshot.

Otherwise, he buries himself beneath his covers for the next several hours up in his room.

Eventually, he makes his way to the kitchen, lacking both ears and tail. Sitting at the table he pushes a couple of berries around his plate, staring blankly down at them. He tries to eat, but after a while:]

Would you like the rest of this? It turns out I do not have much appetite right now.

[ KNOCK KNOCK, Bluebell. Hannya's at the door and he's got a big Weed with him, as one does.

he also has a bottle of whiskey tucked under his arm. ]

[ fantasia has kidnapped invited zenith over, because he needs to take care of all of his injuries, which is going to be an incredibly labor intensive process. he'll be holing up in the morgue for a few hours, leaving tempo to stand 'guard', so you can either talk to the toolbox or wait until he's no longer there and go inside... where it's probably just a mess and the two ~~gays~~ guys are just... chilling. ]

...the tables in here are kind of like beds. Maybe we can just bring a few pillows and blankets down here and nap. [ he doesn't feel like going upstairs and climbing the towers and yadda yadda yadda. the morgue is comfortable-ish. ] And I still need to clean up in here. Where's Vibrato? Where's Staccato?

[ depending on when he drops by fantasia is covered in any number of strange fluids ranging from blood to oil to ??? ]

Hannya and… [ oh, right, manners. he steps back inside. ] oh! Sorry. Come on in.

[ chucks a thumb over his shoulder. ]

Nue. This is my bro, Nue.

[ steps in, craning his neck to look around. ]

Y'all holdin' up okay here?

[buddy . . . nods to him politely after Hannya introduces him]

Came with him ta check on yer team.

Nue. I didn't know you had a brother, but it's a pleasure all the same.

...yeah, I think so. [ that's a bit who the hell knows anymore. ]

[ he returns the nod and gives a polite smile along with it. ]

It's a pleasure, Nue. I'm Fantasia.

That's very kind of you. Make yourselves at home.

Sworn brother. S'a lil' different, Zenith-han can tell ya 'bout it.

. . . ya've been takin' care of him, right?

[ he revived Zenith, but all he could really handle were the mortal wounds.

and his emotional meltdown. ]

Pleasure's mine despite the circumstances.

Mmm. You guys doin' all right?

Alright. [ he'll have to ask when things aren't so... this. ]

Of course. He's gotten hurt a few times before, but nothing like this. I've been preparing for something like this from the beginning... [ there's a number of reasons he wanted a morgue, and using it as a place to work on zenith in private was one of them, since he was originally just doing it in his bedroom. ] He's going to be fine.

Good. He . . . had a real rough time when he came back, so I'm glad yer takin' care of him.

...yeah. It's hard to know when something's going to happen, so sometimes it can't be helped.

I think so. [ he can't speak on anybody's behalf and he doesn't want to outright lie, so that sure is an answer he's giving. sorry nue. ]

I don't doubt that... [ he regrets not being alive to be able to revive zenith himself, so he'll just let that eat him from the inside out for a while. ] Thanks for being there for him.

No one else saw, Nue kept people away so, yanno. I tried ta give him space ta let it out.

Yanno how he is.

I, I know.

And it's over now. [ and he knows zenith's not going to want them talking about it anymore than necessary so he just nods an unnecessary amount of times, because his thoughts are derailing in fifty different directions. ] And he's alive, healed, and back together.

That's what's most important.

. . .

Oi. Not ta be a nosy fuck, but you okay?

[

]

I... I think I'm still trying to process everything that happened and it's just... way too much still. That's all.

Yeah, that's fair. Y'all should at least rest fer the rest've the day. If anyone tries startin' shit, I'll clock 'em upside the head.

So I'm learnin'. Ain't gonna hold it against no one, 's why there's second impressions.

[do you see who his bro is, he don't believe that for a second. But he does nod, he isn't going to argue it]

If ya'll need somethin', I'll get it for ya. Should be takin' it easy an' all.

I think that's what the others might be doing... maybe. I'm not exactly sure. I haven't really been paying attention. [ he was a bit preoccupied. ]

I don't think we'll have to worry, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the gesture.

I'm not sure I plan on leaving the barn the rest of the day anyway...

Here's hopin'. I owe Minuet-chan some booze.

That, ...heh, that's true.

I think that's the plan. But you don't need to worry about me. I think most of the hard work is done for today. [ now the rest of the day can be dedicated to crying. ]

Minuet's not here at the moment, but feel free to hang around until he drops in. I'm assuming he'll be back soon. If you want to come down to the kitchen I can make you something to eat. [ ... ] No, I actually insist. You came here to see how we're doing so it's the least I can do in return.

Oh yeah? Ya a decent cook?

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