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likemypicture ([personal profile] likemypicture) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2020-08-01 07:21 pm
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and after the party it's the AFTER PARTY

[Tradition is Tradition.

Anne figures it's best to keep everyone busy in the aftermath of the trial, so she wrangles together a team of Mephisto, Santana, and Stephen to help her set up. Mephisto writes the notes and slides them under the door for Nana, Steven, and Christine, letting them know there's food and people in the dining room. The handwriting's not too great. Christine's note contains a 'P.S. If you don't feel up to it, I'll bring some food by later.' from Anne and a little doodle of Tad Cooper.


Thankfully, Anne has help setting up, so the weirdest of her food experiments don't make their way out of the kitchen. However, her platter of sandwiches does contain some interesting surprises--- you may find cheese and jelly, or peanut butter and chicken. There are normal things there too, though! And Biscuits, courtesy of Mephisto.

Their resident therapy dragon is on duty, too. Anne's made him a tiny crown for the event, and a regal little cape. He sits on a pillow in the middle of the dining room table, reigning proudly. ]
madgiganticfeelings: (sitzprobe)

[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[As people probably expected, Christine doesn't come to the party. She doesn't leave her room at all, though she leaves her door slightly open.

She was afraid that she wouldn't hear anyone knocking on the door or speaking to her over the sound of her crying, to be fair.

She waits until she's heard the party die down, until everyone goes back to their rooms, that she heads back to the cemetery, quietly as possible, her way lit by a candle and her shoulders once again huddled under Red's cloak.

When she gets there, she surveys the graves, her hand tracing the inscription on each stone in the dark.

She sits there for a while, silent, but after a while, her wobbly voice can be heard:]


Why do my words
Always lose their meaning?
What I feel
What you hear
There's such a rift between them
You said you can't
It won't let you say the words
And I just sit here
Searching for an answer...


[Her gaze turns up to the sky, as she scrubs fresh tears from her cheeks. At this point, she's sure some director would call her out for getting so over the top, but... she's always felt too much, and she always will, whether or not the subject deserves that.]

If anyone is there, please... I just need an answer. A solution. Something I can do, because... because I can't fail anymore. I don't think I can take that.
holyspit: (uncertainty)

[personal profile] holyspit 2020-08-02 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[At some point, Christine might or might not hear outside her door-]

Go on, go on in.

[-but what's more immediately noticeable is Lion's massive form padding quietly into the room and just. Resting his head on Christine's mattress, letting out a huff of air and looking at her. Therapy cat is here, pet it? y/n.]
madgiganticfeelings: (fourth wall)

[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a soft gasp as Lion's massive head hits her bed, but after a moment, she does shift in her bed, looking at the big guy. Her eyes are red and she sniffles hard, before slowly reaching a hand out towards his snout.]

H-Hey there, big guy... what are you doing here?
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[personal profile] holyspit 2020-08-02 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Lion just chuffs and waits expectantly, though he does nuzzle into Christine's palm a little bit as she reaches out to pat him.]

I came because you're really sad I wanted to make sure-

[That is definitely Steven standing out in the hallway trying to do a Cartoon Lion voice and projecting it badly. He falters partway through, and just sticks his head in the door, speaking normally.]

I. Figured you could use him right now.
madgiganticfeelings: (fourth wall)

[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Reassured, Christine reaches out both hands to stroke Lion's mane, and she at least offers a smile to Steven's goofy impression.

But it fades quickly.]


I... don't know what I need right now. Feels like nothing would make me right.
holyspit: (hello darkness)

[personal profile] holyspit 2020-08-02 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I don't know if anything can make anything about this right anymore.

[She's not kicking him out, at least? He'll move into the room and sit down next to Lion, patting him on the haunch. Kitty pats from both ends, live the dream Lion.]

But it's not your fault. Any of this.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Her hands slow in petting Lion... and then start shaking.

She really has to stop. This breakdown has been going on too long. Even she's getting tired of herself really.]


It's not my fault I couldn't keep the SQUIP off? That I didn't defend Jeremy? That... that everything I had focused on since coming here was for nothing?

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heathencall: (:??)

Cemetery

[personal profile] heathencall 2020-08-02 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[This is becoming the norm for them, it's starting to seem. He clears his throat as he draws closer, and again as he settles down beside her. Announcing himself, even if he knows she'll still be startled.

This time he doesn't hesitate to wrap her in his embrace. He doesn't have words, not right now, but he can offer this.]

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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[For once, she actually doesn't jump much. Her breath hitches as he clears his throat, searching the darkness for him... but when she sees it's Mephisto, her posture relaxes.]

...I thought you went to your room.

[She doesn't push him away as he holds her, though.]
heathencall: (:?)

[personal profile] heathencall 2020-08-02 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
I was worried about you.

[Worried about everyone, really, but he wouldn't be lying if he said Christine was at the front of his thoughts. She was... far more vulnerable, than the rest of them.]

I'm here.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
You... don't have to be. Here for me. I know I'm a pain to deal with when I'm like this.

[When she hates everything about herself, when she realizes how hopeless she's been.]
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[personal profile] heathencall 2020-08-02 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think that, Christine.

[He rubs a small circle into her back. He's pretty sure that's supposed to be comforting.]

Even if I did, I've learned that love goes beyond something like that.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Her breath hitches just a bit when he says the word 'love.' She can't cry again, not so soon...]

It's nice to... to hear that from someone who means it. I'm... so sorry, I-

[She doesn't know what she's apologizing for. Probably for the tears streaming down her face again.]

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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a soft sniffle, but she sits up, turns on a light, and rubs her eyes before turning her attention to Anne and Tad.]

Oh... hi. Sorry I didn't make it to the party.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[She takes it, though she can't really imagine being hungry at a time like this, and Anne's gentle reminders just make her sigh.]

I don't think I'm ready to be anything but alone. No one's going to want to be around me anyways, like this.

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christine's room

[personal profile] garbageface 2020-08-02 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Santana does not have a cute animal, nor is she especially good at cooking, or providing words of comfort. What she does have, however, is a poster of Zac Efron and a mug of herbal tea. The tea is soothing and the poster is kind of funny, right? Theater kids like? Zac Efron?

Tea in hand and poster tucked under her arm, Santana knocks on Christine's door in an unprecedented show of respect for Christine's personal space. ]


Hey, it's me.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Santana surely doesn't have those things, but what she does have is a willingness to... try not to be mean, and really, that's more than what a lot of her friends here have tried to do.

She sits up, smiles a bit when she sees the tea.]


You... didn't have to do that, Santana.
garbageface: (gossip)

[personal profile] garbageface 2020-08-02 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Nah, I didn't, but this stuff was gathering dust anyway. Besides, you shouldn't thank me yet. You haven't even seen your latest piece of decor.

[ Santana passes Christine the tea, and unfurls the Zac Efron poster. ]

You know. Getcha head in the game.
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[There's the softest giggle when Santana unfurls the poster. If she was in a better mood, she'd be all for a rendition of classic HSM hits, but still, at least she's smiling a bit.]

Are you trying to win over preteen me? I used to cut all his photos out of Tiger Beat magazines when I was like, ten.
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[personal profile] garbageface 2020-08-02 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Santana sets Zac on Christine’s bed (is that weird? oh well) and then plops down on the floor. ]

Can’t relate, but yeah, I guess I am. Nostalgia’s like, a coping mechanism or whatever.

[ a beat. here comes the hard part. ]

This afternoon sucked, but, just so you know — you’ve still got people here who give a shit about you.

[ who are here for you. ]

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[personal profile] stagemanagers 2020-08-02 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Before Christine leaves her bedroom something unusual but not wholly unexpected at this point happens.

She won't hear anyone enter or exit but at some point when she looks up at her vanity she'll see a bowl of a lumpy mash of partially-soft turnips, potato mush, and too much parsley. It looks just barely edible but hey, someone was clearly thinking of her?]
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[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-08-02 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Christine is startled by the appearance of food on her dresser, but as she gets closer to look at it, her confusion turns into quiet hope.]

Angus? Are you there?

[She takes the bowl and smiles at the mash inside.]

I... thank you. Thank you for trying to help.

[She doesn't know if he's still there, but she'll try to eat it. It's not the most appetizing... but it's made with love.]