post-trial garbage feelings

[ballisdeath]

[ The campfire is still roaring. S'mores supplies are hanging around the area. There's still a faint scent of copper on the air, for those who can really recognize it.

Leon is leaning against Mami on one of the logs around the fire. He's been acting like he's uncaring-- and a lot of it stems from bitterness that this happened to him and he had to watch it AGAIN. But he's calmed down now. He actually looks rather peaceful, if a bit weathered.

There's also now a pizza sitting on another nearby seat. It's cheese and a little cold. ]

Spell didn't work. Delivery man practically blinked out of existence. I thought I'd try since... look at all of us now.

[ That's all he murmurs. Join the campfire? ]

Comments

[itsagazebo]

[Your level of sympathy is astounding... He nods.]

I didn't sleep at all the first couple nights. Then I got earplugs from Stan...

[soulcandy]

[He is the best at being supportive.]

I wonder if there's a way to turn it off at night, so you can at least get some sleep.

[itsagazebo]

I can't figure out how to turn it off at all! It sucks... Mostly.

[soulcandy]

Maybe ask Red? She did some weird shit to Lenka and he lost his sword or something.

[itsagazebo]

[He shudders.]

No...no I think I'd rather stay as far away from her as I can.

[soulcandy]

[She DID just brutally murder a teenager, so.]

Yeah, I can see why.

[itsagazebo]

It's not so bad... As long as I have the earplugs and can get some sleep...