the_afterlife | Pond party! (cw: alcohol)

Pond party! (cw: alcohol)

[So since they can see the living get their letters again sounds like a perfect excuse for a party. Because who knows, they could all end up being dead for real in just a few short days.

Food will be provided by some of the resident cooks, namely Rika, Hei, Miyamura, and Jansen (though Tiki had to convince him). Anyone else who can cook can join them as well. Booze will also be available for those who want to indulge and so will non-alcoholic drinks for those not so inclined. And thanks to Tiki prodding Mahiro, there will be chairs and tables.

So let's have fun while we're all still not quite dead!]

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[So pretty much after finishing with any cooking and bringing food and booze outside, Jansen is going to try to enjoy some of the food and a drink. But really he's just not been feeling up to talking much to people outside of a few here. He's not going to ignore someone wanting to talk to him, but he's not feeling up to starting any conversation.]

Jan-Jan, Jan-Jan!

[it's!! her!!!! looks like Mako gets to be left alone for entire minutes at a time, because Tiki is over to tug at Jansen's sleeve.]

What'd you make? I wanna try some.

[okay well apparently we're just going to forget about the last time Jansen gave her food]

[Yeah, well he's not so easily forgetting so he's going to just randomly point at something he didn't actually make.]

That one.

Okay.

[alas she is young and naive and willing to believe him... And she tugs at his sleeve some more!!]

Can we sit together?

Of course you can sit with me. Not sure if I'll be great company though.

[Her friends are always saying that, that they won't be good company. It makes her face scrunch up a little.]

You don't have to be. I just like having your company at all.

[That's good enough for her; she spent so long without anyone's company, so if she has to be good enough company for them both, she will.]

Let's eat lunch together.

[lunch?? dinner???? time is an illusion and so is death]

[He's just saying it because she shouldn't expect him to be his normal self.]

Sure, just don't mind me having a few drinks.

Oh... [mmm no she looks kind of like she minds] But you always just end up in a bad mood.

What? It doesn't do anything like that. [Except as of late he's been in the dumps bad enough that drinking is actually a slight improvement.]

[doubt.jpg

really most of what she's noticed is just that...he's always in a bad mood. that's where the connection gets made for her.]

But you're not... [Her face scrunches up.] ...like you.

Yeah and it gets a bit difficult to pretend like nothing is wrong.

[ Rika herself has been cooking up a storm in the kitchen - her specialty seems to be spicy food, so curry is definitely happening; it's definitely more of a distraction than anything else, as if she's to keep herself busy.

Of course, she'll be serving any curry - if anybody wants something not spicy, she's made other stuff too, like beef stew - as she tries to offer up a conversation. ]

Mii. The poor dog seems to not have like some of our letters, but it's funny that he didn't cover up the 'siscon' part. I wonder if he doesn't know what it means.

[ Rika seems to be having some orange juice this time around instead of her usual wine; it seems that she's not in much of a mood to get drunk, to say the least. Not today. ]

[tiki isn't going to ask what a siscon is. she isn't going to be a part of that conversation. i'm not having that thread]

Thank you for cooking for us, Rikky. [She's piling one of the spicier options on her plate here, either oblivious or undeterred.]

It's been a while since I've had to.

[ A few weeks, in fact, and she's kind of missed it. She did some cooking her first week since there was barely any people here, but after a while, there were just... more things to do than cook or eat, so she didn't bother until now.

She's not rusty at all, of course; cooking is like riding a bike. You never forget. And honestly, Rika couldn't. Not when the person who taught her is still out there, fighting for all of them.

It's the smallest scrap of hope that she's managed to grab onto, even if it's almost out of reach. But she doesn't want it to be. ]

The picture you drew was really nice.

Oh yeah, didn't Hanyuu-han make curry way back when, too?

[ Hello, yes, free food? Nishitani is here. ]

Yer the one that likes it, huh?

I was the one who told her to make some for me.

[ She says this so innocently that it's hard to tell that she kind of bullied her into doing it. Not that it's hard. Of course, Rika's profile does state that she likes spicy food, so that's definitely an obvious clue pointing in her direction. ]

She doesn't like it, but I do. I sometimes punish her with spicy food, too. Like kimchi.

Damn, that's cold, girlie. Ya got balls, pickin' on a god!

[ Though having gotten to know Hanyuu... is it any surprise. ]

Hanyuu is family, after all.

[ Rika is a complete asshole and she knows it and manages to somehow say it in a childish manner as if she did nothing wrong. ]

Besides, before this place, our senses were linked. [ Well, she did it mostly as punishment to shut her up when she whined going 'au au' a lot. ]

Hah! Ya can always be a little shit when it's yer family, huh?

[ He gets it. He's that guy with his own family, too. ]

Oh, yeah? Ya mean ya heard what she heard an' that shit?

[ She's so glad that he gets it, because it makes conversation a whole lot easier. ]

Mii. Something like that. But sometimes Hanyuu deserves it, when she's saying 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' all the time.

Fuck, yeah. I hear that. Can't stand it when people just fuckin' apologize over an' over. Do somethin' or don't.

[ He sighs, thinking back to poor Majima. ]

Otherwise, it'll just fuck ya up inside.

I get why she couldn't, but it's still...

[ She closes her hands by her sides into tight fists, a little shaky. She loves Hanyuu, yes, and she understands it, but the frustration still lies in wait there. ]

I feel like that might be the case for her. Watching, but not being able to do a single thing. A useless god.

Yeah, that kinda shit'll kill ya. Nothin' worse than feelin' useless an' knowin' ya ain't got the power ta do shit.

[ Kind of like how they are now, waiting idly for the worst to come... or not. As the case may be. ]

Can't wait for this shit ta be over so we can get done. Dunno how ya handled waitin' around this fuckin' long, girlie.

I keep myself busy.

[ And it's not as bad as how Hanyuu's been watching for a hundred years and just doing nothing. But Rika isn't like her. She won't sit still and simply watch and do absolutely nothing.

That much is boring, and it's like a poison to her. ]

And... I believe in them. I hold onto that small fragment of hope as I wait and see what happens next. I have waited a hundred years. I can wait a few weeks.

That's the way the way ta be, Furude-chan.

[ And for Nishitani, standing idle is probably the worst thing there is. ]

I know what ya mean, though. Hope's about all we got, but it ain't done us wrong yet, eh?

Mii.

[ That's one way to agree, Rika. ] No, it hasn't. After all, they figured out a lot.

Maybe he's a siscon and proud of it.

[Admittedly he expected it to be covered up but he won't complain??]

Maybe we should make him a shirt for it, if he's so proud of it.

Might as well. It's not like we have anything else better to do here for now.

[Not that he'd... actually contribute, but!!]

Maybe make it as green as those cloaks he dumped on us.

If the color's there, I'll definitely do it.

[yeah, he isn't drinking, but man he is quiet. He's been spending a couple of days meditating, and trying to find balance in the world... which is great in abstract, hard when you've been staring death in the face for the past few weeks.

But. There's always the next life?

Come say hi, he's not exactly approaching others for now.]

[ hi, Nishitani is antsy so it's time to be up in Mako's business. ]

Ya worried we ain't gonna make it, pal?

[he gives him a Look.]

What do you think? Of course I'm worried about it.

[nothing in life is guaranteed... but death.

Said some philosopher whose name he already forgot. Probably Guru Laghima.]

Yeah, well, it'd be fuckin' stupid not ta worry.

[ Nishitani has also acquired a drink and he's drinking it. He's very clearly Fine. ]

We're all just fuckin' hangin' on cause of Emperor-han's little spell, just like the people on that side're holdin' on for whatever the fuck the Sage comes up with. Ain't shit we can do besides cross our fuckin' fingers.

And hope that something changes between now and the end of this ritual.

[he closes his fist.]

If I get my bending back, I'm gonna make sure the Sage gets a face full of lightning. Been meditating so I can be prepared for it.

Ain't like we're any fuckin' closer to findin' out the fuckin' Sage's name.

[ Man, he wishes he had a cigarette right now. He takes a long sip of his booze instead. ]

Yeah, we'll hafta kill 'im 30 times over an' it still won't be enough for all the shit he's done.

They're going to have to do it.

[he looks annoyed.]

They were always going to have to do it.

But if we're lucky, we get to leave here and pretend none of this ever happened. You, me? We never met.

And if we're not... I guess it doesn't matter anymore, does it.

[well, it's not like he's going onto the next life anymore.]

Ain't like the fuckin' Sage woulda left that layin' around if it was important. I dunno if teishu's gonna pick a fight with 'im or what, but he better do it quick unless we're all gonna bite it.

[ Nishitani laughs. ]

Yeah, I'd be a lot damn happier if none of this shit happened. But then I wouldn't be alive, either, so that's shit.

[ He shrugs. It's okay, Mako, there's no hell where he's from. Only the void of death. ]

Ain't how ya pictured dyin', is it? What kinda thing'd ya have in mind, Mako-chan?

[ Nishitani is here. He's not drinking, much as he might like to... no, he's pretty done trying to forget the stuff that's happening. Especially when the pond gives him a glance at how Majima is handling things post-his death.

The answer is obviously, not well. They cut out the best parts of his letter too! The nerve. ]

I'm gonna need that fuckin' drink.

[ jk it's time to get hammered and hate everything. ]

Edited 2017-09-21 03:49 (UTC)

[A party huh... Mahiro can't say he's particularly in the celebratory mood here because they're still in a fairly dire situation but apparently Tiki nagging him is the right answer to everything, so!

Here he is sitting in front of the pond mooching off some food. Business as usual, essentially! He'll mostly be /popcorning at the living, but he's not going to ignore anyone who decides to talk to him (for some reason??) either. He sees that smiley face pop out of the pond though??]

I don't know if I should call that petty of him or not.

[Like it could be worse but?? Come on.]

[guess who absolutely isn't about to ask what a siscon is. guess what thread i'm not having.

but!! she's coming over here to come bother Mahiro after a fantastic afternoon of bullying him into doing things for her.]

Hi. [and, just to drive home the point that she is here for maximum bothering, she sits down next next to him. she probably isn't even going to bother dragging a chair over she's just gonna sit on the grass.] Is the food good?

[Alas, though, if only they had nail polish on this side because she could otherwise bother him to help her with that again. Missed opportunities!!]

Good enough. [chomp] You're not eating?

[To be fair, they're dead so it doesn't really matter but if someone's going to be cooking, then why not, apparently??]

I ate a little bit. [She's picking at stray threads at the hem of her dress as she speaks, ever restless.] I'm gonna some more food later, too.

[fidget fidget]

Thanks for setting stuff up with me.

[read: taking a chair she was struggling to drag away from her, probably]

[Meanwhile amidst some of the angst, Misora actually looks kinda okay with things for once?? She's glad the three kiddos looked alright and while that changes nothing about their predicament it does relieve some of the concerns she'd been carrying around with her these past few days. She won't be drinking, but she will be eating the food with what looks like a small smile.

Feel free to ruin her moment of tranquility with questions about wtf that coded message she sent was actually about or anything else!!]

[You know, maybe if it weren't for that message he would comment about the fact that she looks almost content here despite... well, being dead and all but no. He saw that message first and that derails anything else he was going to say into:]

Why the fuck did you use eggs?

[inquiring minds want to know]

Huh? ... Oh.

[Seems she's in a sufficiently good mood that Mahiro's question isn't actually putting a dent in her cheer. How unusual...??]

I needed the 'g' to be the fifth letter of that message. [Given how smart Mahiro is, she figures he'll figure out the rest. She doesn't want to talk about the code ... just in case she needs to rely on it again.]

Edited 2017-09-21 06:14 (UTC)

[To be fair, he hasn't actually been tracking her mood in the past couple weeks so it doesn't actually seem too off to him.]

I probably should've specified 'why that whole message', but you'd give me the same answer. [Just kind of... leans against a table.] I didn't see you as the kind of person who'd write that, message or no.

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