After(life) Party--

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka isn't talking much, though he spends most of the time after the execution either expressionless or frowning, moving among the ones still left at the campfire to check on people and try to make sure none of them are trying to either follow Boa or possibly throw literal or metaphorical stones at each other. Probably everyone's too exhausted for any of that at this point.

At some point he disappears for a little bit and comes back with an entire table and supplies -- not from the kitchen, but from the stash he'd accumulated in Cabin 2. It's not much, but it feels better than eating anything from the kitchen right now. Nobody wants that.

There's just some crackers and fruit snacks and some cheese with them. A few baggies to take them to go since most people aren't hungry right this moment. Once that's set out, he'll idle at one end of the table, staring out into the lake.]

Comments

[lovecolored]

He didn't seem like an easy kid to get to, like that. But I only talked to him a couple times, so I can't say much about him.

[ a pause ]

What's with the threads? Get a new uniform?

[bladeisme]

It's my shinigami outfit. I just - felt it was fitting, you know?

[He's quiet for a good while, staring out onto the lake.]

...Marisa...I'm worried. About a lot of things, but...mostly about how we're going to keep it together these last few weeks.

[lovecolored]

Ah. I getcha. This may as well be a funeral.

[ a slight nod, and she's silent for a few moments as she thinks ]

You're askin' the wrong person. Hell if I know how to keep people together. It might be different if we weren't seein' things that aren't there, but...