well this is a depressing excuse for a party

[onthebusagain]

[Mid-day on Sunday, Heather goes around and slips notes under dressing room doors.

If you don't want to be alone today, there will be snacks and people in the Ballroom today

--Heather

She's even dotted every i with a little heart! How cute.

The dining hall is a way better location for a party (or whatever this is) with its close proximity to the kitchen, and more intimate space- but Heather doesn't want to be anywhere near that place. Not for a while, at least. True to her word, Heather's brought snacks- finger sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and a big pitcher of lemonade. There isn't much else set up, but the piano is still there, should anyone want to play.]

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[trettende]

[ Yes he has perfectly normal hands under there, incredible! ]

How are you holding up?

[dontfeedplants]

[It's a shame that Seymour is still in despair or he can appreciate Hans's gloveless hands.]

Alright, I guess...

[Rubs at his eyes. He is definitely not holding up okay.]

[trettende]

It's okay if you're not.

[ Hans even—well, he hesitates since he's not wearing his gloves but he places a hand on Seymour's shoulder nonetheless. ]

Everyone was shaken after what happened yesterday.

[dontfeedplants]

Thanks.

[Wow Hans, so brave.]

I just... I just can't believe any of this is actually happening, you know?

[trettende]

Yes, it all seemed... far less real, before.

[ Like, way less real. Appreciate this moment because the gloves will likely be back soon. ]

It was easier.

[dontfeedplants]

[Seymour will forget the glove thing entirely in about twenty minutes.]

So much easier. I'm... I'm starting to worry that we're all going to die here now...

[trettende]

Nonsense. [ Hans shakes his head, at least he can pretend to be sure here. ] If someone else decides to kill someone, then we'll just have to stop them again.

[ Of course, saying that and knowing what happens... isn't easier either. ]

It's too bad there isn't... some kind of punishment besides death, though. It all seems so extreme.

[dontfeedplants]

I'm just worried about being targeted, I guess.

[Seriously Hans, he would die if someone yelled at him too loudly.]

[trettende]

[ Ah, right. Hans can see that. ]

In that case, you should try to avoid being out alone, or stay in groups. A killer can't overpower all of us, right?

[dontfeedplants]

I guess Captain Hook might if he felt like it... But it can't hurt to stay in groups.

[trettende]

He is kind of scary, isn't he?

[ Hans shivers. That guy's first on Hans' list, too. ]

We'll just keep an eye out for him. He's just one man, at least.

[dontfeedplants]

Terrifying, even.

[He would probably kill everyone for ten bucks if given the chance.]

I'll try, I just need to make sure he doesn't get me alone.

[trettende]

Exactly. And if he does, make sure you run away-- it's safer to avoid a fight like that than tempt fate.

[ No shame in running from pirates, they're shameless!! Well, except the Pirate King. ]

It's too bad he can't be more like the Pirate King, he's so much nicer.

[dontfeedplants]

Maybe we can hope that the Pirate King can teach him to become a better person?

[Unlikely but it can't hurt to suggest it, right?]

[trettende]

Somehow, I don't think he'd listen.

[ Sad but true... ]