afterparty.... yay....

[mirrari]

So, how many people actually saw that coming ICly?

The movie theater has been Chosen, with alcohol and juice brought from the saloon, as well as a few of the easier to move bar games. There's no movies playing just yet, but there's comfy chairs and plenty of options for people who don't fancy being all on their lonesome right now.

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[rightmove]

[A little while after everyone else is settled inside, Healy steps out to get some air. Faldeus is hard to miss.]

You alright?

[Like, no, none of them are, but gotta make conversation somehow.]

[faildeus]

I want a cigarette and these stupid ducks don't have any.

[ which he knows is the most ridiculous thing he's said today, but a 17 year old just quartered and entombed a 15 year old in a wall for love. what the actual fuck.

he chuckles a bit, a wry smile on his face. ]

Some town this is.

[ that is most definitely a loaded statement. ]

[rightmove]

[Who among them couldn't use a cigarette right about now, honestly.]

Huh. Yeah, that's odd considering we've got access to booze.

[These ducks have strange priorities.]

The sun went up, the sun went down... Nothing changes.

[He heard that... somewhere. Not sure if it applies here, but it feels fitting nonetheless. He scrubs a hand over his beard and looks out into the darkness.]

At least we caught the guy. Er, one of 'em.

[VERY UPLIFTING.]

[faildeus]

I'm willing to be that it's a fire hazard. Bad for the crops, you see.

[ fuck farming, actually. ]

But that does mean that we have one killer loose. If the theory about it being Sampo who tried luring someone out is correct, though... then maybe we have nothing to worry about.

[ but if they're wrong... ]

[rightmove]

[He snorts.]

Wouldn't want to bother the parsnips.

[He is already sick of parsnips.]

True enough, but there's still enough doubt—and even if there wasn't, even if we knew the other definitively, we're still limited when it comes to voting.