godspeed, all the bakers at dawn

[redfoliage]

[So that was. Bad. That was all really bad and now the group's down by four and while there are some things that really ought to be discussed, probably, immediately after that cavalcade of misfortune is not the time to do it. So everyone should probably disperse a bit? Do whatever it is they're going to do tonight. Breathe, decompress, shower (alone, Ibara, we are all doing that alone). Or just watch the roombas do their thing in here; it matters reasonably little in the end.

For what it's worth, Garista is in that later camp; he doesn't seem too inclined to sleep, maybe he'll do that later, but for the time being he's just going to watch the robots as they go about their business in the kitchen. Once it's cleared out a bit...

Well, he's not Atra, but he's lived alone for a while. Basic cooking isn't completely beyond him.

He's not really accustomed to doing a lot of cooking, mind you, and after some time has passed he's created, like. The sort of soup that's going to keep you alive and not kill you and actually be pretty decent if you're not overly picky, but is really just 20% actual ability to cook and 80% "I have hands and can throw things in a pot and by god, I'm in the right mood to do that." If you're not into whatever kind of...irritation soup he's got going on here, there's also an amount of strong tea that only happens as a result of sheer, unbridled neuroticism? Whatever. If you feel picky, do something about it yourself.

He's not offended if you people would prefer to be alone. Notes under doors for all of you, though, in the event that you don't.

At least try to eat something and get whatever you need to out of your system. The cafeteria has been cleaned in the event that you don't feel like being by yourself.

Don't do anything ill-advised. We'll work through it.

- Garista

So there's that.]

Comments

[psyshook]

Mmmmmmm... Very well. [With a sigh,] I have been working to correct this as of late, but back home I gained a reputation of using my telekinesis to relieve my aggression.

[...]

I attempted to throw Ibara with it on our first day.

[redfoliage]

[hahahaha holy shit]

...You know, I feel like I should probably discourage such things, but in Ibara's case I just can't make myself.

[psyshook]

[Ahhh, if there's one thing to distract him from his trauma, it's being petty af.]

He is an absolute nuisance, isn't he?

[redfoliage]

He is. To an extent that I'm grateful you're willing to speak to me, after all of that - he seemed rather adamant in his desire for me to be guilty of something or other.

[Which is stressful as hell? Damn.]

I didn't think you would be swayed by anything he said, but it's nice to speak to someone who wouldn't be affected by it.

[psyshook]

That is precisely why I just went along with it. I just knew he would make a scene if I protested, and that is the last thing that I wanted with my life potentially on the line.

That said...my compliments for putting up with it yourself.

[There's still a nagging feeling in the back of his head though, and so...]

Is there a reason why you remained so resolute?

[redfoliage]

It's as I said. I dislike doing such things in front of others. It's highly improper, among other things - consider it a difference in culture or...time period, I suppose.

Even so, I did say that I would if there were any evidence against me that would render it necessary. Ibara proved repeatedly that he had none.

[psyshook]

Mmm. That is fair enough, though if you wouldn't mind my asking, what sort of evidence would render it necessary? Not against you in particular- merely as an example. I would like to better understand this process.

[In case it's relevant later!]