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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. ]
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. ]
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It’s fine. Sometimes we need rest, or to be alone a while. But not too long.
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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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[If she really wants to listen to Christine cry, she's free to. Christine at least reaches out to give Tad a few pets on his back.]
...Mephisto and Stephen are still nice.
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Still. They're better than teen boys.
[Is it too soon to make a comment like that? She doesn't really know. She's still grieving, but very much moving into a second stage. And maybe it's selfish to think this was unfair to her... but she really had tried to give up so much of herself for someone who wouldn't take it.]
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I am seeing I was lucky to miss out on courting teenagers. [It's said gently, and she's careful to leave the boys part off-- she doesn't want to single poor Jeremy out.] Emotions are so very large when you are young. I always felt both a pang of sympathy, yet almost... nostalgic, at the young Princess Elizabeth's broad spectrum of emotions.
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I have probably double the emotions of half my classmates combined. It's... it's always made it hard to really connect with people.
I thought I had connected with Jeremy.
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—-No, of course Tad, not you. [She coos at the lizard, giving him a good little skritch.]
Who needs them? I went on just fine, after my divorce. And my stepdaughter grew up to be a great ruler, without having to marry! Imagine!
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[She is distracted though, and giggles at Anne's words.]
Tad is much better. Maybe you're right. I mean, it's high school, right? Not many fairytale romances there.
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Not many fairytale romances anywhere, I'm afraid. I'm sure there's still romance out there-- just not like the fairytales.
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[She remembered them being deactivated, so why was his...?]
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[She shakes her head.] I can’t pretend to understand men.
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[She rubs her forehead, but offers a slight giggle.]