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itscurtains2021-06-12 09:21 pm
mayavericks) wrote in itscurtains2021-06-12 09:21 pm
"A Swing and Miss Doesn't Mean it's Game Over"
[Well… All of that sure happened. And while Maya is visibly shaken Sissi's literal dance with death, she’d meant what she’d said to the others -- she would protect them. At that moment, it meant voting and making the “right” decision. Now, though? It means ensuring that no one feels alone, and that everyone has a good meal in them.
She’s not Nana Daiba, however, she certainly can’t do this alone. But she does have the resourcefulness and authoritative disposition to to recruit allies. Discord is sure to be… mostly unbothered by everything that’s happened, and Spongebob will likely be eager to help. She approaches both men: one is asked nicely; The other is grabbed by the collar and dragged from whatever hole he’s locked himself in. Sorry Discord.
For Maya's part, several potato dishes are prepared (can you tell someone has a bias). And while she doesn’t have the resources to make baumkuchen, Maya does manage to produce a cake, as well as… muffins? They’re not… quite how she remembers Nana making them, but she can at least recall how hearty the food had felt, and how it had restored her energy on long days.
It’s a pleasant memory, even if it does make her a touch melancholy.
Nevertheless, the food is laid out in the kitchen, as are a number of pies that Maya has uncovered. She even tucks a few bottles of wine in a corner for the adults that might like it. This is in addition to the mead apparently brought by Salieri. Look she’s not a fan of having alcohol but… she can’t tell the adults no.
But hey, courtesy of Benjamin, there is even some cocoa. It doesn’t start off spiked but… you know. Thanks to Spongebob there are, well… Angry Patties? It’s fine. Even Discord managed to contribute some pies and tea, as well as being bossed around to do the grunt work in the kitchen. There’s also that inexplicable pizza? Huh, that’s weird.
Eventually the group goes around extending invitations to the dorms, knocking on doors and explaining what’s been set up. No one will be forced to go, just… strongly encouraged. Maya herself will even duck into the principal’s office and, if she’s there, invite Hester.
She seemed just as upset as the rest of them.]
She’s not Nana Daiba, however, she certainly can’t do this alone. But she does have the resourcefulness and authoritative disposition to to recruit allies. Discord is sure to be… mostly unbothered by everything that’s happened, and Spongebob will likely be eager to help. She approaches both men: one is asked nicely; The other is grabbed by the collar and dragged from whatever hole he’s locked himself in. Sorry Discord.
For Maya's part, several potato dishes are prepared (can you tell someone has a bias). And while she doesn’t have the resources to make baumkuchen, Maya does manage to produce a cake, as well as… muffins? They’re not… quite how she remembers Nana making them, but she can at least recall how hearty the food had felt, and how it had restored her energy on long days.
It’s a pleasant memory, even if it does make her a touch melancholy.
Nevertheless, the food is laid out in the kitchen, as are a number of pies that Maya has uncovered. She even tucks a few bottles of wine in a corner for the adults that might like it. This is in addition to the mead apparently brought by Salieri. Look she’s not a fan of having alcohol but… she can’t tell the adults no.
But hey, courtesy of Benjamin, there is even some cocoa. It doesn’t start off spiked but… you know. Thanks to Spongebob there are, well… Angry Patties? It’s fine. Even Discord managed to contribute some pies and tea, as well as being bossed around to do the grunt work in the kitchen. There’s also that inexplicable pizza? Huh, that’s weird.
Eventually the group goes around extending invitations to the dorms, knocking on doors and explaining what’s been set up. No one will be forced to go, just… strongly encouraged. Maya herself will even duck into the principal’s office and, if she’s there, invite Hester.
She seemed just as upset as the rest of them.]
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What more could any of us have done? [ he asks, his voice more hollow and hopeless than he wants it to sound. It's meant to be reassuring, it really is, but after everything? It's hard. He tries again. ] You did your best. You've been looking after all of us from the first day, making sure we're eating right and being there for everyone. That's all anyone could ask.
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I-I know, but maybe if I didn't go to bed so early last night, maybe they... maybe they'd still be...
[He can't finish it but Orpheus should have a good idea on how it'll finish.]
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I know. And I keep wondering if... if I could've said something to Elisabeth, about how to treat people who are - freezing, or warned Mumble that it's possible to get stuck in places like that. But we'll never know. There's no going back and changing it. Once the tapestry of fate is woven, there's no unraveling it.
[ He sighs. ]
The only thing to do is keep living, and make sure nothing like this ever happens again.
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[It might be childish and stupid to hope for something like that, but...]
You're right. We... we can't let that Wizard beat us. I know that's what he wants, after all.
[He's not sure if The Wizard wants them to fall into despair but, well, it's the only explanation he could think of.]
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[ If there was a way to undo it, though... What would he give, to get Mumble and Elisabeth back? That's not a useful way to think, so he tries to shake it off, but it lingers at the back of his mind. ]
We'll get through this. We'll be strong, and brave, and nothing the Wizard can do will break us. We won't give him the show he wants.
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You're right, you're so right.
[Spongebob lets go of the hug, still holding onto Orpheus's hands, and starts singing.]
Who can curse, cast spells or cry
Offer your prayers to the unfeeling sky
Spring will arrive when the winter is done
And if it's not tomorrow then tomorrow or tomorrow there will be sun
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Tomorrow spring will come and then
There will be blue skies my friend
Bright eyes and laughter
Tomorrow there will be sun
But if not tomorrow perhaps the day after