rosamund / allstarz

[refractures]

may her journey go well this time

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[rosebleed]

[Everyone goes to the flight deck to be publicly sad, and I'll say by this point she's also been found 30 times in the terminal 0 locations because that's where teenagers go to sulk (and scaramouche goes to be a lil fuck.) She's hiding in the back of the spa, sat in the corner with her knees up and her head pressed into them.

She looks up when she hears footsteps, but she holds a moment. Locking eyes with Seodore morosely.]

Are you here for me, too?

[refractures]

Imagine if I said no!

[ He sounds awfully cheery, not too cranky like he was before. Maybe it's because Wis'adel was caught. Who knows? ]

Hey. Want some treats? I made some taralli.

[rosebleed]

[Makes a face.]

When you call them treats it makes me feel a little like a pet.

[refractures]

Fiiine.

[ He gives an exaggerated sigh. ]

Here. I'll share my snacks with you. We can eat them together! If this doesn't make you feel better, I guess we can both be pets.

[rosebleed]

[She looks a little exasperated, but blows out a breath that fluffs a few curls. In the end, she acquiesces. One hand up for snacks please.]

As long as you don't try to interrogate me, I will accept.

[refractures]

[ He opens the bag and drops some tarallis in her hands. They're a bit of savory and sweet, neither overpowering the other. It's like there's a nice balance between the two somehow. It's warm to the touch and soft with a little crunchy texture when eaten. ]

If you mean whatever happened in trial, I'm not interested. Your secrets will be safe, only relayed to those who you wish to tell.

[rosebleed]

[this sounds delicious give some to me, kabby

Rosamund takes a dainty first bite. Finds it pleasing, and takes another, more fully this time.]

I don't have any secrets. [she says, fully possessed. It's Tuesday I can say it now.]

If you don't want to talk about it, then why did you come looking for me?

[refractures]

[ I want some too...... hungy ]

Because you'll need at least one person to show up who doesn't really care about all this. It'll stress you out with constant barrages of questions. Take a break. Eat a snack. Relax for a while.

[rosebleed]

[She looks at him. A little wary, not because she believes him to be suspicious. Only because she's having a hard time believing he truly wouldn't care. They were talking about murder after all. And it was dangerous to let killers live, especially in these situations. Everyone would be on edge and so many of them would be looking for her.

But for now? He does seem to mean it.]

...That's very forward thinking of you. To consider my feelings this much, when I'm under so much suspicion.

You really don't care? [Her hand closes around the snack for now, head tilting in curiousity.] Not even just about me, but...all that's happening, here?

[Is he a little more like Owner in that way? Or simply extending an olive branch that she's too keyed up to accept?]

[refractures]

[ It really helps that he's from a 2 week, but also. ]

Most people are trying to comply with the rules here because the auditors are threatening to take away all the good things that happened with previous games' involvement, right? If that's the case, I don't have any stakes in this.

The deaths aren't even permanent when they should be, but I suppose that's what a game is.